Chapter 32 (An Exhilarating Chapter): Tearing Open a Corner of the Celestial Palace—This Is What It Means to Be a Second-Generation Rich!
Following the principle that “since the customer is already here,” the beautiful saleswoman composed herself and headed toward Lin Ran. The cameraman raised his phone, the live broadcast lens following her every move.
Lin Ran took a step back.
The saleswoman understood instantly. “I’m sorry, everyone in the livestream, Mr. Ji... won’t be appearing on camera.”
Netizen: [Doesn’t want to appear in case someone notices he’s really Wang Ermazi? (facepalm laugh)]
Netizen: [I still don’t believe he’s here to buy a Bentley.]
The livestream was buzzing with chatter...
The saleswoman approached Lin Ran. “Hello, Mr. Ji.”
Lin Ran simply nodded.
She sized him up—handsome indeed.
“Mr. Ji, we’re livestreaming. If you mind being on camera, we can avoid filming you.”
“Give me that mask.”
It was always possible the camera would catch him by accident; wearing a mask was safest. Lin Ran had no intention of showing his face—he wasn’t an influencer, after all.
Netizen comment: [What does Ji Bochang actually look like?]
The saleswoman smiled at the camera. “Let me assure everyone—he’s very handsome, and extremely charismatic.”
It was the truth, and flattering the client never hurt.
Lin Ran put on the mask. “Is the information for the top-spec Continental GT ready?”
The saleswoman paused. What information?
She’d forgotten. Who would have thought Ji Bochang would really show up?
She glanced at the livestream...
Netizen: [Didn’t he tell you to prepare the info before he came? You forgot?]
Netizen: [He’s really going to buy? No way, right?]
Though she hadn’t prepared the paperwork, her professionalism was impeccable; she knew every Bentley inside and out. “Mr. Ji, I’m familiar with every one of our cars. Please, let’s look at the Continental GT, and I’ll give you a detailed introduction.”
“Alright.”
Lin Ran walked past the camera, heading straight for the lake-blue Bentley Continental GT.
In the livestream...
Netizen: [Seeing Ji Bochang’s confident stride toward the GT, I have a bad feeling—he really might be here to buy. (spooked)]
Netizen: [I don’t buy it. With a username like that, how could he be a trust fund kid?]
Netizen: [Check out the Rolex he’s wearing.]
Netizen: [There are more fake Rolexes than real ones.]
Netizen: [Look—the viewer count is up to 590!]
The numbers kept rising. Rumor had spread that a real customer had shown up in this Bentley showroom’s livestream. Curious, netizens flooded in to see if he really was a rich kid, if he’d truly buy a multimillion luxury car.
No one knew. Everything was up in the air.
Lin Ran circled the Continental GT.
It sparkled under the showroom lights, stunningly beautiful.
The saleswoman asked, “What do you think of this Continental GT, Mr. Ji?”
“Not bad,” Lin Ran replied coolly, resting his hand on the hood and tapping the ‘B’ emblem.
In the livestream...
Netizen: [Haha, I’m dying—Ji Bochang just tapped the ‘B’ on the Bentley.]
The saleswoman blushed, biting her lip in embarrassment.
She glanced at her colleagues, as if saying—this Ji Bochang is a real customer!
To be a Bentley salesperson was no ordinary job; a discerning eye, sensitivity to cues, and an understanding of wealthy clients were all essential skills.
If an ordinary person came just to look, no matter how confident they tried to appear, nervousness always crept through.
How much cash you have in your pocket shows in your confidence.
And who would dare tap the hood emblem to check how tightly it was fastened?
Yet the chat continued to joke around—most viewers were just here for fun, not as professional as the sales staff, who could read the difference between the rich and the rest.
So, it seemed likely Ji Bochang was a serious buyer.
Whether he’d actually make the purchase was another question, but he certainly seemed to have the means.
Once she believed he was a genuine prospect, the saleswoman instantly adopted an even more professional demeanor.
Lin Ran looked at her. “May I see the interior?”
“Of course.”
In the livestream...
Netizen: [Ji Bochang, whose interior do you want to see? (LOL)]
Netizen: [Is it the saleswoman’s?]
Netizen: [He’s being deliberately vague. (smirk)]
The saleswoman opened the driver’s side door. “Please, Mr. Ji, try out the driver’s seat.”
“Alright.”
Lin Ran settled into the seat.
She stood tall at the door, smoothed her pencil skirt with both hands, then gracefully crouched at the side, smiling as she began her presentation of the Bentley Continental GT.
This was Bentley’s highest form of sales etiquette—the crouching service!
When a salesperson crouches, the client is a god.
A crouch like this almost always seals the deal.
A moment ago, the chat was still cracking jokes. Now, as soon as she crouched, they realized something had shifted.
Netizen: [Whoa, stop the jokes—don’t you see the vibe’s changed?]
Netizen: [My god, she’s crouching for him???]
Netizen: [Listen to how meticulous and professional her intro is—she’s serious now. (spooked)]
“This Continental GT is the latest model released at the recent Shu City Auto Show, equipped with a 4.0T V8 engine, delivering a maximum output of 550 horsepower, peak torque of 770 Nm, matched with an 8-speed automatic transmission and all-wheel drive...”
Her presentation was flawless; every spec, every detail recited by heart.
This was true professionalism.
This was Bentley.
She remained crouched, lowering herself before Bentley, gazing up at the client.
This is what a century-old brand means: customer-centric, serving the affluent.
The livestream audience continued to soar!
Though the technical details might seem dry, to the viewers, this was riveting—they were seeing, from an ordinary perspective, how Bentley salespeople attended to their clientele.
In the chat...
Netizen: [My heart’s racing—Ji Bochang is really going to buy!]
Netizen: [How could someone with such a loser username actually be rich?]
Netizen: [I’ve watched her streams for a month—never seen her crouch for a client before. If he doesn’t buy, it’d be a scandal. (facepalm laugh)]
With the saleswoman’s voice in his ear and the blue interior echoing the lake-green exterior before his eyes, Lin Ran said, “That’s enough, you can stop.”
She immediately fell silent, smiling at him.
If you wanted her to speak, she’d speak. If you wanted her to stop, she’d stop.
The client’s wishes were paramount.
If the client didn’t get out of the car, she’d remain crouched by the door.
Because she was lower, and he was higher.
She looked up to him; he looked down on her.
Professional.
The livestream viewers saw the concept of “the customer is god” brought to life!
She crouched quietly by the door, letting the client immerse himself in Bentley’s interior.
Lin Ran patted the steering wheel. “Nice car. I like it. What’s the current discount?”
“Right now, the biggest discount is 100,000 off. If you’re interested, we can throw in three complimentary maintenance services.”
“Is there one in stock?”
“The top-spec version is not currently available in stock. We’ll need to transfer one in.”
She glanced at the client’s expression, gauging his reaction.
“How long?”
Here it comes.
She’d sold Bentleys long enough to know what that question meant!
“It’ll arrive within a week. It depends on whether you’re financing or paying in full. If it’s a loan... today’s Friday, the banks are closed over the weekend. We’d have to process the loan on Monday, and once it’s approved, we can arrange the transfer.”
That was standard. Many Bentley buyers took out loans.
Now, everyone in the chat was tense.
The critical moment.
Would he bluff and walk away, or actually buy—loan or cash?
All waited for Ji Bochang’s answer.
“Full payment. I want the car within three days. If not, I’ll go to another Bentley dealer!”
The saleswoman’s body trembled; the other sales staff exchanged stunned glances... Full payment?
Just like that, in minutes.
He was ready to close!
Almost a one-second deal!
Lin Ran stepped out of the car.
The saleswoman smoothed her skirt as she stood, graceful and composed.
“Manager Li, call Bentley China headquarters and arrange the transfer! The car must be here within three days!”
“Understood.”
Manager Li pulled out his phone and made the call.
The saleswoman gestured invitingly. “Mr. Ji, this way please.”
She led him toward the Bentley VIP lounge.
Now, the chat was silent.
Netizen: [He’s really going to buy!]
Netizen: [Of course—he’s in the VIP lounge!]
Netizen: [No wonder he ignored our jokes. Turns out the real loser was me. (crying hard)]
The cameraman followed into the VIP room.
Inside the luxurious VIP lounge, Lin Ran sat as a spread of fine pastries and tea was served.
He removed his mask, and the cameraman quickly turned the lens away, avoiding his face.
The saleswoman sat beside him with the contract, crossing her long legs in black stockings, handing over the paperwork and beginning to explain.
“This Bentley Continental GT is priced at 3.23 million yuan...”
3.23 million!
The chat was gobsmacked.
Though the camera didn’t show Ji Bochang’s face, viewers could see him reclining, Rolex on his wrist, calmly sampling pastries—completely unruffled by the price tag.
In the livestream...
Netizen: [He really is a rich kid.]
Netizen: [Guess that Rolex is real after all.]
“Stop!”
Lin Ran interrupted again.
He clapped, took the contract, glanced at it, then handed it back.
“Add a clause: the car must arrive within three days. If not, treat it as a breach of contract and refund me. Any problem with that?”
The saleswoman looked to Manager Li, who nodded. She smiled confidently. “No problem.”
She picked up the pen, added the condition, and set the pen down. “Mr. Ji, per the contract, you’ll need to put down a 70% deposit, and pay the balance upon delivery.”
“Full amount.”
After all, if the car wasn’t there in three days, he’d get a refund.
“Understood.”
She crossed out the 70% deposit and wrote 100% full payment.
She handed the contract back.
Lin Ran picked up the pen and signed his name—Lin Ran.
So his name was Lin Ran? I thought it was really Ji Bochang.
Was he Ji Bochang or not?
“Swipe the card.”
Lin Ran handed over his bank card between his index and middle fingers.
The livestream...
Netizen: [I’m in tears. He’s really rich!]
Netizen: [Ji Bochang, you’re a legend!]
Netizen: [3.23 million—my goodness. Does anyone know which rich family Ji Bochang comes from?]
At that moment—
Manager Li presented the card reader. The saleswoman placed it in front of Lin Ran.
With his left hand, Lin Ran picked up a pastry; with his right, he slotted the card into the reader and swiped—buzz!
Transaction successful!
What’s the most dashing thing? A man swiping his card.
Every woman in the VIP room and the livestream was swooning.
So handsome!
Ji Bochang’s card swipe was pure style!
Every man in the audience was burning with envy for this trust fund kid~
Soon, the finance staff came in, whispered in the saleswoman’s ear; she stood up, stepped back, and all the staff lined up, bowing ninety degrees.
“Congratulations, Mr. Lin, on becoming a distinguished Bentley owner. Bentley is at your service at any time.”
The livestream had opened everyone’s eyes!
Online viewers soared past ten thousand!
They saw all the Bentley staff on the left, bowing ninety degrees to the young man named Ji Bochang, seated on the right.
This was what it meant to be God.
It was as if heaven’s curtain had been pulled back, giving ordinary people a glimpse of the lives of the rich!
Netizens worried that Douyin might ban the stream. After all, some things were not meant for the public to see!
They remained bowed, not rising.
Lin Ran finished his pastry, clapped his hands, and stood up.
Only then did everyone straighten up.
He approached the saleswoman and shook her hand.
“Call me when the car arrives.”
“Of course.”
Lin Ran headed for the exit. An attendant opened the door with an inviting gesture; the sales staff lined the way, the saleswoman accompanying him out, the others following after.
Lin Ran didn’t linger, striding straight out of the showroom, the saleswoman escorting him all the way.
In the livestream...
Netizen: [Thirteen minutes, in and out, bought the car and left—damn, that’s true power!]
Netizen: [Another big toy acquired. Envy. When will I ever own a Bentley?]
Netizen: [If I could experience Bentley’s service like Ji Bochang just once, I’d die happy.]
Netizen: [Today was eye-opening. Suddenly, my construction work feels pointless.]
Netizen: [It’s pointless because seeing the rich live kills your motivation. That’s why so many videos about their lives get banned.]
At the Bentley dealership entrance—
The saleswoman said, “Goodbye, Mr. Lin. I’ll call you within three days.”
“Alright.”
Lin Ran waved.
Some say selling a Porsche means losing a female salesperson.
But with Bentley, that’s not the case. Once a client drives a Bentley, they can enjoy seeing the ‘B’ emblem every day!
At this moment, the system kicked in.
[You have exceeded the target of 2,000 ordinary approval points, reaching a total of 28,929 from Bentley livestream viewers.]
[Daily cash reward: 7,000.]
“All I did was buy a car—how did I end up maxing out the 2,000 approval points?”