Seeing Ethan’s attire, which resembled that of an intern, the security guard found an excuse to kick him out.
The guard was really looking for trouble!
"Why are you kicking me out? Do you seriously think someone would buy a car without seeing it first?" Ethan asked, his tone sharp.
"It's not like that, sir. What I mean is, if you’re just here to browse, you might as well leave. Only serious buyers come here," the guard replied curtly.
“Oh, I see. So, if I want to buy a car, I can go in, right?”
The guard gave Ethan another look, scanning him from head to toe. He was searching for any sign that Ethan could afford the cars sold there.
“No, sir. That’s not possible,” the guard declared firmly.
“What? Why not? Does this showroom not want to sell cars?” Ethan’s voice rose, irritation cle
