Being the nasty bastard that I have always been, with my patience reached, I seized an opportunity when he shifted himself to look at his card to clear the gates. The gates did not failed me as it flew open as soon as I tapped my wallet on the contactless card reader. I took a quick glance at the bangladesh guy wondering what's wrong with him and the card.
Obviously the station gates are working as intended. And then I saw what was in his hands.
He was holding a receipt.