Ethan complained silently in his heart: Sure enough, the rules are for ordinary people, and really rich people don't need to abide by some of them.
Ethan said lightly:
"I understand, it's all for work."
Marcus bowed slightly:
"Thank you for your understanding. Then please show me the asset verification report."
Ethan waved his hand and said:
"Don't make it so complicated."
As he spoke, he took out his phone and opened his mobile banking app right in front of them.
He clicked on the total assets column.
After the verification passed, the balance appeared.
He handed the phone to Marcus.
When Marcus took the phone and looked at the screen, he felt a surge of blood rushing to the top of his head. His hand holding the phone trembled violently, uncontrollably, and the device almost slipped from between his stiff fingers!
He'd been in the industry for over a decade and handled countless transactions for wealthy clients, but he had never seen such a massive personal cash balance with his own eyes! This exceeded the boundaries of his perception of "rich"!
Vanessa looked over curiously.
"Holy shit!"
The exclamation burst from the normally composed woman.
How many digits was that?
Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands... ten thousand, hundred thousand, million, ten million, hundred million!
Over $400 million?
The impact of seeing this number was a hundred times more shocking than any financial news she'd ever read!
The way she looked at Ethan completely changed, full of incredible shock and an indescribable awe.
The young, handsome, casually-dressed guy in front of her—his background was... unfathomable!
It directly knocked both of them sideways.
Ethan had a perfect view of their expressions.
"So, can we talk about how I'm getting that LaFerrari?"
Marcus suddenly snapped back to attention, like waking from a dream!
His face instantly filled with an unprecedented, almost obsequious respectful smile, and his body unconsciously adopted a deferential posture. His voice changed a little from excitement and nervousness:
"Of... of course!"
Marcus nodded repeatedly, his tone extremely respectful.
Over four hundred million dollars!
He'd never seen that much money in his entire life.
And this was all liquid cash.
There were only a handful of people in the entire country who could come up with that much in cash flow!
He couldn't even imagine how huge the family behind this kid must be!
This wasn't someone he could afford to offend!
The rich kids he'd dealt with in the past compared to Ethan...
Vanessa's eyes widened on the side.
What was the origin of this handsome young guy who looked so casual and dressed so ordinarily?
"I'll take care of everything for you right now. Please wait a moment."
Marcus started to leave after saying that, but before he'd taken two steps, he suddenly stopped.
Carefully holding the phone that seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, as if holding a priceless treasure, his hands trembling slightly, he handed it back to Ethan with absolute panic on his face:
"Mr. Miller, I'm so sorry! Your... your phone!"
The moment he handed over the phone, he felt his back soaked with cold sweat.
This Mr. Miller was definitely the most heavyweight customer he'd ever met in his entire career!
Bar none!
After a while.
Marcus practically jogged back over, professional humility written all over his face as he bowed:
"Mr. Miller, here's the situation. The process for ordering a LaFerrari requires placing an order with us first, paying a deposit, and then we send the carefully selected configuration plan to Ferrari headquarters in Italy. After headquarters confirms everything, exclusive customized production begins. From final confirmation of the configuration to completion of vehicle production, it usually takes at least six months before delivery to the customer."
"During this long waiting period, occasionally customers hesitate for various reasons and ultimately choose to give up their orders and stop paying the final balance."
Marcus continued:
"According to the contract, the deposit paid at that point is non-refundable. Headquarters will continue to complete vehicle production according to the established process. Faced with this situation, the original buyer usually has two options: one is to find another buyer to take over the order—essentially transferring the order. The other is to simply abandon the vehicle entirely and forfeit both the deposit and the car."
Marcus's face showed a perfectly-timed smile:
"As it happens, our dealership just took over exactly this kind of transfer order. The original customer has given us full authority to handle it, including finding a new buyer."
After listening to Marcus's explanation, Ethan nodded in understanding.
Ordering a car was already a long and cumbersome process.
Much more so for a LaFerrari—a top-tier hypercar produced in extremely limited quantities that symbolized status and taste. Each one was unique, and waiting was just par for the course.
Marcus observed that Ethan's expression remained calm and showed no displeasure. His heart relaxed a little, but he still hurriedly added:
"But Mr. Miller, I need to explain that this order is already on the production line at the Italian factory, and all the optional details have been locked in. No further changes can be made. But rest assured, the original customer's choices were very classic and sophisticated—fully in line with Ferrari's traditional essence. It's a highly sought-after, high-value configuration."
He was worried that Ethan wouldn't be satisfied with someone else's choices. After all, buyers of this kind of top-tier supercar often pursued the ultimate in personalization and exclusivity.
Especially for cars like the LaFerrari.
Ethan's eyes swept over the tablet screen Marcus handed him, which displayed a rendering of the vehicle.
His expression remained indifferent. He didn't hesitate much and said directly:
"It's fine. Classics are eternal. I'll take it!"
There was an unquestionable decisiveness in his tone.
Vanessa, hearing this, immediately stepped forward and skillfully clicked on the detailed information page for this order on the tablet, clearly turning the screen toward Ethan:
"Mr. Miller, the final price for this LaFerrari configuration is $46.55 million. Here's a detailed list of configurations and pricing breakdown. Please take a look."
If you added in various taxes and import duties, the total price would probably exceed $60 million.
More than half a small goal!
If Jack knew about this, he'd probably need to lie down for a while.
Marcus reminded him softly at just the right moment:
"Mr. Miller, since this is a transfer order, you'll need to pay an order transfer fee of $300,000 plus a deposit of $2 million, for a total of 2.3 million."
Ethan just glanced briefly at the vehicle renderings, then took out his bank card:
"Swipe it!"
The movement was crisp and decisive, without the slightest hesitation.
Marcus respectfully took the card and pulled out the card reader he'd already prepared.
Then he handed it to Ethan with a smile:
"Please enter your PIN!"
Ethan was about to type it in but glanced at Vanessa next to him.
Marcus, as an experienced sales manager and dealership owner, immediately understood and said with a smile:
"Mr. Miller, please rest assured that Vanessa will be responsible for this entire order, and all subsequent commissions and performance bonuses will be credited to her."
Hearing this, the corners of Ethan's mouth showed an imperceptible arc of satisfaction. He didn't say anything more and quickly entered his PIN on the card reader.
"Beep beep beep~"
The next second, the card reader spit out the transaction receipt.
A deposit of 500,000 dollars was withdrawn—and this was just the beginning. When that red prancing horse actually drove into his garage, over 10 million in real money would flow out.
This was the largest personal purchase since Ethan's rebirth. His previous large expenses had all been company actions.
Marcus handed the receipt and documentation back to Ethan, his attitude even more respectful:
"Mr. Miller, please have a seat and enjoy some coffee while I prepare the formal purchase contract and related documents for you."
After saying that, he bowed slightly and quickly left the luxuriously decorated VIP room.
The room suddenly became quiet, leaving only Ethan and Vanessa.