He only saw a bank card hanging in front of his eyes.
"Swipe the card," he said.
Gu Chen got out of the car and tossed the card to the man.
The man held Gu Chen's bank card with a blank look on his face.
Nobody understood what Gu Chen was doing.
"I still need to go home to cook in a bit, so please hurry up."
Gu Chen, seeing that the man hadn't made a move, urged him.
The man was confused; he didn't understand Gu Chen's intention.
"Sir? What do you mean by this? I don't quite understand," he asked Gu Chen.
"Isn't this car up for sale? I want to buy it," Gu Chen said flatly.
After he finished speaking, everyone gasped.
They looked at Gu Chen in disbelief.
Especially the foreigner, who sized up Gu Chen.
Then he asked Gu Chen, "You want to buy a car? Just like you?"
There wasn't even half a carat of gold on Gu Chen.
Based on his understanding of rich people in the country, shouldn't all the wealthy be wearing gold chains and gold rings?