Chapter 31: Young and Promising, Driving a Bentley

All boys dream of owning a car of their own, and Lin Ran was no exception. How could one call themselves a gentleman without a car? As for what kind of car to buy, his aspirations had never been too lofty—at most a 3 Series or a C-Class, and if he stretched, perhaps an E-Class. But now, with six million six hundred thirty thousand in hand, he could gift himself a luxury car as a graduation present.

[Current Level: 3]
[Daily Cash Reward: 6,000 yuan]
[Upgrade Experience: 2,000 ordinary recognition points]

Previously, the recognition points were a specific category tied to Jian Wei’an. The daily cash increase for completing specific categories was substantial, but the ordinary category’s increase was minimal. Now, he needed 2,000 ordinary recognition points—where could he possibly gather them?

He decided not to dwell on collecting recognition points for now. First, spend the money—only by spending would he have the motivation to earn more. The summer was sweltering; no one wanted to go out idly wandering, and the key issue was Lin Ran didn’t know what car to buy for himself as a graduation gift. So he browsed car sales livestreams online, hoping to find something appealing.

Opening Douyin and searching for luxury car recommendations, he found numerous dealerships hosting streams.

“Our cars are truly ahead of the curve…”
“BMW has joined the price war, the 5 Series slashed by 115,000 yuan.”

Car companies were fiercely competitive these days—if you didn’t cut prices, you’d be doomed.

He continued scrolling and stumbled upon a female car salesperson, clad in an office outfit paired with black stockings and high heels, introducing a Porsche Panamera behind her.

“This car is this year’s…new model…”

Her speech was hesitant, her expression uncomfortable—sometimes bending over, sometimes crossing her legs, sometimes leaning on the car, sometimes flushed, her movements odd. It was as if she desperately needed a bathroom, or perhaps was being controlled by something unseen.

By the end, her voice trembled and she could barely stand.

Hey, what was this saleswoman up to?

The live chat…

Wang Daye: [Sorry, I pressed the remote.]

What the—!!!

Lin Ran exclaimed in surprise.

Normally, Lin Ran would have found amusement here. Today, however, he truly intended to buy a car and wasn’t in the mood for such antics. Next channel!

He sipped cola, petted his husky, and scrolled through car sales livestreams, stumbling upon a Bentley stream.

Here too was a beautiful saleswoman, dressed in uniform with black stockings and heels. Yet, unlike the previous one who flirted for attention, the Bentley saleswoman was dignified, elegant, and poised. After all, this was Bentley—they didn’t need to resort to gimmicks for traffic, because they simply didn't need to.

Lin Ran entered the Bentley stream with his “Ji Bochang” account.

Only 59 viewers.

A user named “Hardworking Bricklayer” commented, “Miss, may I ask how much a Bentley Mulsanne costs?”

“The Mulsanne behind me is priced at 7.8 million,” the saleswoman replied, smiling and addressing each customer’s question sincerely.

Hardworking Bricklayer self-deprecatingly replied, “Whoa, that’s expensive. Even if I sold myself, I couldn’t afford it.”

The saleswoman read the comments, gazed into the camera, and said, “No, you must remember this: though this car currently sells for 7.8 million, your value—through your efforts—will far exceed it. One day, it can serve you. So remember… things are never more valuable than people.”

The audience was stunned—no one expected a Bentley saleswoman to say something so warm and encouraging.

In people's fixed impressions, an aloof Bentley would look down on ordinary folks, ignoring questions from the less fortunate.

Comment: [Compared to those streams using gimmicks to sell cars, the difference is worlds apart. Bentley is Bentley.]
Comment: [Though I can’t afford it, the saleswoman’s words warmed my heart.]

Still poised, the saleswoman continued, “Bentley will always be here. You may not own a Bentley now, but one day you will.”

What does it mean to be a century-old brand? This is it.

Bentley wasn’t streaming to sell cars—what Bentley could possibly be sold online, when the viewers were all ordinary people? The goal was to let people know the brand wasn’t unattainable, but rather a target to strive for. Everyone watching was a prospective Bentley customer. They might not afford it now, but once they recognized the brand, their sons, daughters, grandchildren—someone would become a Bentley owner.

The saleswoman remained dignified: “Ladies and gentlemen, if you have any questions or want to see a particular car, I can show you.”

Her grace discouraged viewers from making crude jokes.

A user named “Ji Bochang” asked: [How much for the Continental GT?]

“This Mr. Ji…”

She faltered, realizing the username was odd, and felt embarrassed to pronounce it.

The username had unsettled the dignified saleswoman, and the comment section joked:

[Haha, seriously, brother, Ji Bochang, your life won’t be long.]
[Stop messing around, you’ve made the saleswoman shy.]

Ji Bochang: [How much?]

With professional composure, the saleswoman replied, “Hello, Mr. Ji, this Bentley Continental GT is the top configuration in our store, priced at 3,332,000 yuan.”

Ji Bochang: [No discounts? All the BBA brands are lowering prices lately.]

Comment: [BBA is nothing next to Bentley. Even if they cut prices, you still can’t afford it.]

Though viewers came daily to ask questions, the saleswoman patiently answered, “Mr. Ji, there is a promotion now. The Continental GT series is discounted by 100,000 yuan.”

Comment: [Ji Bochang, 100k off, 3.23 million—go buy it, haha~]

Ji Bochang: [Miss, where is your dealership? Send the address, I’ll come take a look.]

Comment: [Quit pretending, just ask for her WeChat already (covers face, laughing).]

Still dignified, the saleswoman replied, “Our store is at No. 1800, West Road, South Train Station. Mr. Ji, you’re welcome to visit, and all Bentley enthusiasts are invited to experience our cars.”

Ji Bochang: [Prepare the info for the top Continental GT. I’ll be there in twenty minutes.]

Then, “Ji Bochang has left the Bentley stream.”

Comment: [Miss, ignore him. That username is so suggestive—definitely a poser.]
Comment: [If he dares go to the Bentley dealership, I’ll livestream myself eating—just look at his username, he’s obviously a poser.]

The saleswoman didn’t prepare the materials; after all, many came to the Bentley stream to show off, but almost none actually dared to visit. They’d boast online, then disappear.

She remained poised, answering viewers’ questions…

Lin “Ji Bochang” Ran headed downstairs and hailed a cab: “Sir, No. 1800, West Road, South Train Station.”

Lin Ran decided to buy a Bentley for one simple reason—the saleswoman stood out from those using cheap tricks, radiating noble dignity.

Moreover, her words “…your value, through your effort, will far exceed this car. One day, it will serve you. Remember… things are never more valuable than people.”

That single sentence opened a new perspective for Bentley.

Let’s do this!

Twenty minutes later, he arrived at his destination.

Stepping out, Lin Ran glanced at the Bentley dealership. He’d passed by before, but never entered. Today, he returned not as a passerby, but as a buyer.

Young and accomplished, driving a Bentley.

Lin Ran strode inside.

“Welcome to the Bentley Experience Center. Sir, do you have a reservation?” the receptionist greeted him with a smile. There was no disdain for customers here, since true clients numbered less than a hundred per year.

A top brand like Bentley focused on serving clients and welcoming ordinary people to learn about the brand.

Lin Ran replied, “I have a reservation on Douyin.”

Receptionist: “May I have your reservation username, sir?”

Lin Ran: “Ji Bochang.”

The receptionist paused—what an aggressive name.

Several female staff in the lounge turned to look, their gazes landing on a particular part of Lin Ran, as if saying…

‘Is it real or just a name?’
‘Is he all talk or the real deal?’

Lin Ran stood confidently. He was just that self-assured.

“Please wait a moment…” The receptionist checked the backend—indeed, a “Ji Bochang” had made a reservation. “This way, sir.”

“Alright.”

Lin Ran followed her into the store.

Straight ahead, beside a Bentley Bentayga, the saleswoman was still livestreaming, showing viewers the interior.

Receptionist: “Manager Li, Mr. Ji is here.”

“Mr. Ji?” The saleswoman looked puzzled at the handsome young man.

Receptionist: “Mr. Ji Bochang just made a reservation on Douyin to see the Continental GT.”

Ji Bochang?

The saleswoman was shocked.

He actually came???

She had been livestreaming for over a month—many reserved, since it cost nothing—but today, Mr. Ji Bochang was the first to actually visit.

Viewers could only see her surprised face, and hear that “Ji Bochang” really went to the Bentley dealership.

Comment: “Whoa, Ji Bochang actually went! No way? Is he serious?”
Comment: “So anxious, I want to see if he’ll really buy!”