Volume 1, Chapter 44: Do You Want to Make a Sale?

“Jia Shuang, you and Li Yan… what’s going on here?” Gong Leilei’s gaze flickered between the two of them, her fingertip lightly tapping her chin, the curiosity practically spilling from her eyes.

Luo Jia Shuang was well acquainted with Gong Leilei. After graduation in their previous life, they often went shopping together and were considered the best girlfriends in high school. She smiled slyly at Gong Leilei, unabashedly linking her arm with Li Yan’s, even deliberately poking his forearm: “Here, let me officially introduce him—he’s my boyfriend now.”

Gong Leilei let out a playful “Oh,” her smile deepening. “Li Yan, huh? There was quite a line of guys chasing after Jia Shuang at the school gate. Didn’t expect you to swoop in and steal him.”

Li Yan didn’t have a strong impression of Gong Leilei, only recalling that she was very slim, though the loose school uniform looked a bit tight on her. She was just the typical delicate girl who bore fruit effortlessly, naturally so.

He sighed exaggeratedly, feigning grievance: “No choice, I’m stuck with her. Can’t shake her off even if I try.”

“Yikes—” As soon as he spoke, Jia Shuang’s fingers pinched the soft flesh at his waist with precise force—not light at all. Li Yan winced in pain but caught her turning to Gong Leilei with a sweet smile: “See? He just talks nonsense.”

Gong Leilei was amused, giggling uncontrollably as she patted Jia Shuang’s shoulder. “You two have only just gotten together and are already teasing each other? Did you come here just to flaunt your love?”

“Not at all.” Jia Shuang lifted her chin, deliberately glancing around the showroom. “He said he wanted to buy a car, so I’m reluctantly here to help him check it out.”

“Buy a car?” Gong Leilei’s smile faltered for a moment, her eyes growing more surprised as she looked at Li Yan. “Li Yan, you’re buying a car?”

Li Yan, his eyes fixed on a black Cadillac CTS in the showroom, nodded without turning his head. “Yeah, I’m just seeing if it suits me. If it does, I’ll buy it.”

Gong Leilei sized him up from head to toe, recalling that Li Yan didn’t seem like a second-generation wealthy heir but came from a rural family.

And now he’s buying a car?

Could it be that Li Yan had been keeping a low profile all along, and now that high school was over, his true wealthy background was finally showing?

Her mind raced through various possibilities.

By all accounts, Li Yan wasn’t particularly handsome.

Luo Jia Shuang was the renowned beauty of Lin City No.1 High School, with many admirers, including some from wealthy families.

Could it be that Jia Shuang knew all along Li Yan was rich and that’s why…?

No, that wasn’t like her.

Her thoughts spun wildly.

Li Yan, however, paid no mind to these speculations and walked straight over to the black CTS, nicknamed the “Emperor of the Bath,” to inspect it carefully. The exterior and features met his expectations. This mid-range model was priced at 389,000 yuan. His budget was around 350,000 yuan, so he figured he could probably negotiate a discount.

He naturally opened the car door, about to sit down and check the space when a woman’s voice interrupted: “Hello, sir. This Cadillac CTS just arrived at our dealership. Are you here to take a look today?”

A woman in her thirties approached, dressed in professional attire, her eyes carrying a hint of commercial skepticism. To her, Li Yan’s appearance didn’t suggest he could afford a car, yet here he was, touching a newly arrived Cadillac. She assumed he was just some young kid wandering around, which was disruptive since there were other customers. After all, this was a car worth over three hundred thousand yuan, not something anyone could casually handle.

Li Yan nodded lightly. “Just looking.”

At that moment, Gong Leilei hurried over, sticking out her tongue playfully, apologetically: “Manager Luo, this is my high school classmate. He’s here to check out cars today.”

Manager Luo’s brow furrowed slightly. A high school student buying a car? Judging by his attire, he didn’t appear to be a wealthy heir. She suspected he was just tagging along because of knowing Gong Leilei, who worked part-time here, probably just trying to experience the scene. She dropped her professional smile and said sternly: “Leilei, I only let you work here because you’re responsible. You can’t just bring people to look around indiscriminately. This demo car just arrived a few days ago—no touching.”

“I understand, Manager Luo,” Gong Leilei apologized quickly.

Li Yan, reborn with keen observation skills, clearly understood Manager Luo’s expression and underlying meaning.

He briefly frowned and glanced at her, thinking such condescending attitudes existed everywhere.

He could understand it, after all, Lin City didn’t have those stereotypical laid-back customers in flip-flops and tank tops—some might own several buildings and spend their days collecting rent.

Gong Leilei figured that even if Li Yan bought a car, it would probably be a modest commuter car priced just over 100,000 yuan, so she suggested, “Li Yan, why don’t I take you to see the Mazda models over there? They look pretty good and might suit you.”

Li Yan’s mouth twitched. “No thanks. Those things are always stuck in traffic, and driving one’s a pain—you get beaten up easily. Plus, it’s a Japanese car.”

“Huh?” Gong Leilei looked confused. The joke about Mazda and traffic jams hadn’t become popular until later, so she didn’t get it.

Luo Jia Shuang heard this and her eyes flickered with puzzlement.

She knew the joke—could it really have been popular back in 2012?

She could only use this as an explanation, never considering that Li Yan, like her, was also a reincarnated soul.

Manager Luo, seeing Li Yan not getting into the driver’s seat and carefully checking the paint for scratches, finally turned away with a smile to attend to other customers.

Luo Jia Shuang’s eyes flashed with displeasure, defending Li Yan: “Li Yan, let’s go see some other cars. What kind of person was that?”

Li Yan smiled. “Normal, there are all kinds of people.”

Gong Leilei felt a bit embarrassed and explained, “She’s like that, probably because we’re young.”

Suddenly, Li Yan asked Gong Leilei, “Have you started making sales here yet?”

Gong Leilei shook her head, her tone tinged with grievance. “No way. I just started, so I’m only earning a basic salary. Even if someone buys a car, Manager Luo handles it, so it doesn’t count towards my commission.”

Li Yan patted the car’s body. “Then how about this: I’ll let you make a sale today. How’s that?”

“Make a sale?” Gong Leilei was slow to catch on, then looked at Li Yan incredulously. “You really want to buy this Cadillac? It’s 389,000 yuan.”

Li Yan was nonchalant. “Yes, I’m buying it. But you go see if you can get it down to 350,000 yuan. If you can, I’ll buy it.”

“Really?” Gong Leilei still couldn’t believe it.

“Why would I lie? Go on, bargain for it. Let’s see what you can do.” Li Yan said.

Gong Leilei glanced at Li Yan, then at Luo Jia Shuang.

Seeing Luo Jia Shuang nod, she said, “Go ahead, you’ve got this.”

Immediately, Gong Leilei ran happily toward Manager Luo.

Soon after, Manager Luo returned with a smile, clicking her heels as she approached.

“Mr. Li, are you sure you want to buy this car?” she asked, still somewhat skeptical.

Li Yan nodded. “Yes, why not?”

Manager Luo was taken aback. Seeing this young man’s indifferent expression, her doubt lessened somewhat.

Could it be that this kid really was a wealthy heir? Not impossible.

Seeing this, Li Yan said, “Don’t worry, I can afford it. Would you like to verify my funds?” He then pulled a card from his pocket and handed it over.

Now Manager Luo was convinced this was indeed a young rich heir.

Her smile grew even brighter as she hurried to flatter him: “Of course, Mr. Li. Please come to the VIP room for some tea, and I’ll tell you all about the car’s features.”