Unsurprisingly, today's reward was once again in the direction of New Energy Vehicles.
Zhou Ming lingered in bed, entering his system space to check his rewards. They were all neatly placed there, ready for him to retrieve.
Zhou Ming slowly got out of bed, a hint of confusion in his eyes. The burning passion for studying that he once had seemed to have vanished overnight.
There was no way around it; the computer he bought yesterday was like opening Pandora's Box, awakening his purest desires.
Zhou Ming felt like he had found a bug in the system, gaining the right to purchase all sorts of items under the company's name. This new discovery was like opening a door to a whole new world, letting his inner desires grow wildly like weeds.
Tonight's class reunion felt like a dark cloud about to descend, weighing heavily on Zhou Ming's heart.
Although Zhou Ming said it didn't matter and agreed quickly, he was still very troubled.
The sharp and sarcastic face of Liú Zǐbó involuntarily appeared in his mind.
Zhou Ming knew that Liú Zǐbó would definitely seize every opportunity to humiliate him tonight.
He could almost foresee Liú Zǐbó making a big deal out of the fact that he hadn't passed the undergraduate cutoff for the Gaokao (National College Entrance Examination) in front of everyone, using his shrill voice and contemptuous gaze to trample his self-esteem underfoot.
This was not something Zhou Ming particularly feared, as the system had already notified him that he would soon be admitted to the Fudan University Mathematics Department.
Zhou Ming had no doubt about this matter.
It was obvious; the system had already given him ten billion yuan, so why would it lie to him about an admission letter?
However, how to make those people believe it and slap their faces hard was not an easy thing to do.
After all, he hadn't received his admission letter from Fudan University yet. If he had the letter in hand, then slapping their faces would be the most ruthless and decisive.
Zhou Ming felt regret. He kind of wanted to call Fudan University to ask, but he didn't have the phone number and didn't know who to ask.
Who knew if the numbers he found online could get him the desired result?
Never mind, he was definitely going to be admitted to the Fudan University Mathematics Department, there was no problem with that at all.
Let's continue thinking about how to deal with Liú Zǐbó.
Zhou Ming knew that given Liú Zǐbó's ostentatious personality, besides bringing up his Gaokao scores, he might even come up with other tricks to highlight his so-called "superiority."
"I absolutely cannot let him succeed!" Zhou Ming clenched his fists secretly, a strong determination surging in his heart.
Why? He already had the system, why should he still take his abuse?
Zhou Ming knew that Liú Zǐbó's family was very wealthy. After the Gaokao, he would definitely buy a car.
Therefore, Zhou Ming thought that perhaps a car could be a powerful shield against Liú Zǐbó's humiliation.
The Liu Family was rich, but they probably wouldn't spend tens of millions to buy Liú Zǐbó a car, right?
After all, although Liú Zǐbó was annoying, he wasn't a complete degenerate, otherwise he wouldn't have scored so high, right?
Zhou Ming felt that if he bought a car worth several million, he should be able to outshine Liú Zǐbó.
Being young and hot-headed, the first thing that came to mind were those incredibly cool sports cars, with Ferraris or Lamborghinis flashing before his eyes.
The powerful lines, the roaring engines, seemed to symbolize the courage and confidence he longed to possess at this moment.
However, Gāntái City, where Zhou Ming was located, did not have dealerships for these luxury cars. To buy his desired sports car, he had to go to the provincial capital.
Fine, he would go to the provincial capital!
Gāntái was not far from the provincial capital, Yánzhōu; a round trip in one day was feasible.
Without any hesitation, Zhou Ming quickly opened his phone and bought a high-speed rail ticket to the provincial capital.
Then, Zhou Ming traveled light, went downstairs to buy breakfast, and took a taxi to the high-speed rail station.
While waiting for the high-speed train, Zhou Ming was not idle. He took out the God-tier Physics Textbook from a corner of his system space.
Although his mind was full of thoughts, he took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and opened the textbook.
During the more than forty minutes on the high-speed train, other passengers chatted or dozed, while Zhou Ming was immersed in the wondrous world of physics, sometimes frowning in thought, sometimes nodding slightly, as if the outside world's clamor had nothing to do with him.
More than forty minutes passed in the blink of an eye. Zhou Ming got off the high-speed train, hailed a taxi, and said to the driver as soon as he got in, "Master, take me to the Ferrari 4S dealership on Wǔqī Road."
The taxi driver glanced at Zhou Ming through the rearview mirror, his eyes full of doubt, "Young man, are you looking for someone at the Ferrari 4S dealership?"
Zhou Ming looked up and smiled confidently, "No, I'm here to buy a car."
The driver paused for a moment, then laughed, "Haha, young man, you have ambitions. You really don't look the part."
Zhou Ming's lips curved slightly, and he smiled without saying a word.
Zhou Ming got out of the car at the entrance of the Ferrari 4S dealership and paid the fare.
Following his usual habit, he wouldn't have taken a taxi, at most he would have called an online ride-hailing service. But now that he had ten billion yuan, saving even this little bit of money on a taxi would be looking down on himself.
With mixed emotions, Zhou Ming stepped firmly into the Ferrari 4S dealership.
The store was brightly lit, the floor gleamed, and the Ferraris stood like powerful steeds ready to bolt, exuding a breathtaking allure under the lights.
As soon as Zhou Ming stepped in, the steady and powerful beat of his heart seemed to intertwine with the passionate background music in the store.
Damn, this is intense?
Zhou Ming had been to other 4S dealerships before, but rarely one like Ferrari's.
The sales staff, dressed in neat uniforms, wore professional smiles, but behind those smiles lay scrutiny and judgment.
Undoubtedly, Zhou Ming, dressed very ordinarily, did not catch their eye.
A few sales staff whispered among themselves, none willing to step forward to attend to Zhou Ming. Finally, the lobby manager pushed out the youngest female sales associate.
"Xiao Xue, you haven't made a sale yet, have you? Go try your luck!" the female lobby manager said sarcastically.
This sales associate was named Wáng Mèngxuě, a tall young woman with a pretty face.
Wáng Mèngxuě walked towards Zhou Ming with elegant steps. Unlike her colleagues, there was not a hint of contempt in her eyes. She politely asked, "Hello sir, welcome to the Ferrari 4S dealership. How may I help you?"
Her voice was soft, clearly lacking confidence.
Zhou Ming seemed oblivious, his gaze already deeply attracted by the sports cars in the showroom.
Zhou Ming slightly tilted his head up, his eyes shimmering with a fervent light, like a warrior stepping onto the battlefield, full of determination and resolve.
One could say that Zhou Ming's appearance at this moment was rather naive.
Although he indeed possessed ten billion yuan and the financial capacity to buy any Ferrari model, he lacked the aura of a super-rich individual, which led him to be captivated by these exquisite industrial products as soon as he entered the store.