In the evening, Ye Fan told a few people and went to buy a car the next day.
When he arrived at the entrance of a car dealership, he saw a pretty girl in a wrap dress walk over with a smile, looking quite young.
"Hello, sir, how should I address you? If you're here to look at cars, please come inside," the saleswoman said smiling at Ye Fan, making a welcoming gesture.
She had only started working there three days ago and hadn't encountered a single customer in that time. There she was—Ye Fan walked in, and she immediately approached him.
The other women nearby also saw him, but upon noticing Ye Fan's clothing, they lost interest instantly.
People dressed in such pedestrian clothes surely couldn't afford any decent car.
They guessed he was probably just another person dreaming of a 'godly' car.
"Mm, thank you, my last name is Ye." He didn't know which car would be best.
Mainly, it was about finding one that felt right.
