Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation - Chapter 55

Zhang Yan felt a surge of irritation.

What’s wrong with this guy?

I’m here smiling at him, and he’s messing with me? Showing him the most expensive car—does he even have the money for it?

Screw this! I’m not putting up with this crap. My bonus and commission barely add up to a few thousand a month. Why should I take this disrespect?

Company policy required serving guests a bottle of mineral water, but Zhang Yan just shot them a glare and stormed back to Fan Tao, who was finalizing a contract. She refused to give Jiang Tian another glance.

Gulping down half her water bottle, she felt a twisted sense of satisfaction.

Go ahead, act all high and mighty. I can’t stand broke posers like you.

The atmosphere turned awkward.

Jiang Tian even considered going to another dealership. He didn’t recognize Lu Biyao at all—after millennia of rebirth, the people he remembered were few and far between.

But then his eyes landed on the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

This car… looks incredible.

He walked over, inspecting it from every angle.

“Sir, how can I assist you?” Li Lanlan hurried over with a warm smile. “Would you like to check out the Audi TT? This young lady just bought one!”

Fresh out of college, she still carried an earnest sincerity, treating every customer with the professionalism the company preached.

Her smile was her greatest weapon, complete with two faint dimples.

But when she quoted the price, Jiang Tian shook his head.

“No. An Audi TT isn’t worthy of my wife.”

Li Lanlan blinked. “You… you’re not seriously considering this Rolls-Royce Phantom, are you?”

She hadn’t read fairy tales in years, but tales of extravagant spending belonged in them. She’d seen too many so-called successful men admire this car, sigh, and walk away.

Yet here was this ordinary-looking young man—no obvious signs of wealth or status—ready to drop millions on a luxury car that had sat unsold for half a year?

Lu Biyao scoffed. “The top-tier Phantom costs over nine million. Jiang Tian, how do you plan to pay for that?”

Her voice dripped with disdain.

A man who’s poor and useless is one thing, but a lying, arrogant one? Trash.

Fan Tao smirked, not even looking up from his contract. “Most men these days are all talk. Eating rice with chili paste but still bragging? I’ve got to hand it to him—his bluffing skills are top-notch.”

“Jiang Tian, are you insane?” Zhao Xueqing’s delicate face paled as she gripped his arm. “Why would we need such an expensive car? The Audi TT is more than enough! Do you really have to get this Phantom?”

“Yes.” His tone left no room for argument.

In his past life, he’d been irresponsible, letting her die without lifting a finger. Regret had haunted him for ten thousand years.

Now that he’d been reborn, no luxury was too extravagant. If she wanted the stars, he’d pluck them from the sky—just to see her smile.

“Sir… you’re really buying this?” Li Lanlan’s voice trembled with excitement.

Jiang Tian grinned, his eyes crinkling into crescents. “Yes. I’ll take it.”

As the revered Tai Chu Immortal Venerable, he’d once ruled entire realms. Money meant nothing. Even if this car cost a billion, he wouldn’t hesitate.

“Yes! I sold it!” Li Lanlan nearly jumped for joy.

This sale meant commissions, bonuses, recognition—everything she’d been struggling for. After months of poor performance, this was her breakthrough.

Zhang Yan rolled her eyes. “That car’s our flagship. Over nine million. He couldn’t even afford a tire.”

Fan Tao nodded knowingly. “Just another guy showing off for his girl. When it’s time to pay, he’ll say his funds are tied up and settle for some cheap ride instead.”

“Mr. Fan, your contract’s ready for payment,” Zhang Yan reminded him sweetly.

Fan Tao frowned. “Wait, why’s this a installment plan?”

“With installment , you only pay 20% upfront and the rest monthly. Much easier!”

Fan Tao brightened. Perfect. Buying this car had been a financial blow, but installment would save his lifestyle.

“installment it is!”

…

Li Lanlan’s excited shout drew everyone’s attention.

“What did you sell?” Zhang Yan asked skeptically.

“The Rolls-Royce Phantom! I won’t get fired now!”

Li Lanlan dashed to the finance office to prepare the paperwork.

“No way.” Lu Biyao’s face twisted in disbelief. “Jiang Tian’s broke. The Jiang family’s finished. Where’d he get the money?”

Fan Tao sneered. “He’s bluffing. Watch—when it’s time to transfer, he’ll claim his card’s frozen.”

Zhang Yan refused to believe it too—or didn’t want to. The commission on this sale was at least 200K, a year’s worth of her earnings.

But soon, Li Lanlan returned with contracts and a wireless POS machine.

“Charge it.” Jiang Tian had already deposited the check into his account.

“9.88 million. Rolls-Royce Phantom, top-tier, full payment.”

The number hit Fan Tao and Lu Biyao like a thunderclap.

Nine million was five years of profits for Lu Biyao’s family—a third of their wealth.

For Fan Tao, it was every dirty penny his parents had scraped together over two decades.

“That useless loser can’t afford this!” Lu Biyao insisted.

Yet under everyone’s stunned gaze, Jiang Tian entered his PIN without hesitation.

His calm expression made it seem like he’d just bought groceries.

Zhao Xueqing couldn’t possibly have this kind of money. Did the Jiang family recover? Or… did Jiang Tian earn it himself?

Lu Biyao’s hands shook. Regret clawed at her chest.

Had she thrown away a diamond, thinking it was trash?

Tears welled in her eyes.

“Let’s just go.” Fan Tao hurried through his payment, desperate to leave.

His pride was in tatters.

He’d bought Lu Biyao a base-model Audi TT—under 500K, on installment —while Jiang Tian dropped millions in full.

Now Lu Biyao barely looked at him.

“Forget it. I don’t want this car anymore.” She fought back tears.

Next to Jiang Tian, Fan Tao seemed like a firefly beside the sun—dim, insignificant.

Could she dump Fan Tao and chase Jiang Tian now?

But was it even possible?

Jiang Tian waved the keys in front of Zhao Xueqing’s dazed face. “You okay?”

She could only nod, too stunned to speak.

“Mr. Jiang, it’s an honor!” The manager fawned over him, touting their premium services.

Fan Tao? Ignored. His Audi TT’s commission was peanuts compared to this.

In Linzhou, few could afford a Phantom—let alone a young man paying upfront.

The manager’s smile was practiced yet convincing.

Jiang Tian cut to the chase. “Can I drive it out today?”

The manager hesitated. “Insurance won’t activate until midnight. But if you’re okay with that, it’s yours now.”

Zhang Yan tensed, fearing Jiang Tian would complain about her earlier rudeness.

But he simply said, “Li Lanlan did well. Promote her. Zhang Yan, though? Terrible attitude—she tried to kick me out.”

The manager’s face hardened. “Rest assured, Mr. Jiang, she’ll be dealt with.”

Zhang Yan’s vision swam. She swayed, barely staying upright.