"What? Someone wants to buy my house already? And they're paying in full?" Andria was stunned when she received the call from the agent. This was way too fast! The listing had just gone up that morning!
"Yes, a gentleman is interested in your property. If it's convenient for you, we can go to the transfer office tomorrow," the agent replied. Andria felt like she had just won the lottery.
After confirming several times, she was overjoyed to learn that her house had sold within just a few hours. She had bought it for only six thousand, and now it was selling for hundreds of thousands!
She had thought it would take at least a month to sell, but here it was happening so quickly. "Okay, you take the buyer to the property office tomorrow, and l'll meet you there," Andria said.
"Sounds good! See you tomorrow morning," the agent replied. After hanging up, Ryan Thompson let out a sigh of relief.
"What did she say?"
"She was very surprised!" the agent smiled, treating Ryan with more respect. This unassuming man had just bought two properties from them in two days, and he was likely to become a big client-definitely someone they couldn't afford to offend.
"That's great. Please help me with the transfer paperwork tomorrow," Ryan said.
He didn't want Andria to find out he was the one buying her house; she might change her mind. "Me? Mr. Ryan, the transfer has to be done in person," the agent replied, surprised, as he had never encountered such a situation before.
"Just you. I'll give you the money tomorrow, and you can transfer the house into your name first, then transfer it to me," Ryan explained.
The agent was taken aback. Was that even allowed? But he would earn a nice commission from this sale, so a little extra hassle was worth it. "Alright, I'll call you tomorrow morning," the agent said.
"'Sounds good." Ryan left a deposit of a hundred thousand and walked out. "Mr. Ryan is really wealthy," a few agents remarked enviously after he left.
"Yeah, he may look like a regular guy, but he's generous. Spending over five million on properties like it's nothing means Mr. Ryan's assets must be over fifty million!"
"Wow, that's a lot! Isn't he still a student at that age?"
"Student? Come on, Ryan is obviously a rich kid!"
"Really?I can't tell. Are rich kids these days so low-key?
"Who knows?" Ryan Thompson was outside trying to hail a cab, but his mind was wandering. I wonder what Andria would think if she knew I bought her house. She'd probably be surprised, right?
Maybe!
Shaking his head, Ryan decided to head to the furniture store to buy some furniture since the house had officially changed ownership today. The previous owner had taken all the furniture, but thankfully the walls and other fixtures were in great shape, so he could just move in with new furniture.
However, going back and forth felt like a hassle to Ryan. He thought, why not just buy a car? Having money really changes your mindset; you can just switch ideas on a whim.
Ryan flagged down a taxi to the car dealership. He had only gotten his driver's license a few months ago, and back then, he had dreamed of buying a BMW.
So, naturally, he was headed to the BMW dealership now. But Ryan's outfit didn't attract any attention from the staff inside. They merely glanced at him with disdain, clearly dismissing him as just another
curious onlooker.
No one approached him to offer assistance; they probably figured he was just there to look around.
Ryan spotted a large BMW that caught his eye, though he didn't know the model name. He walked over and noticed a female salesperson nearby. "Hi, what kind of car is this? How much does it cost?" The salesperson looked at Ryan with a condescending expression, clearly uninterested in engaging with him.
She stepped aside, making it obvious that she didn't want to deal with him. Who did he think he was, asking about a car when he clearly had no idea? Feeling a bit helpless, Ryan tried to pull the car door open to take a look inside, only to find it locked. He could only admire it from the outside, feeling a bit embarrassed.
The manager of the store glanced at Ryan Thompson and called over the intern, Susan.
"Manager," Susan said hesitantly. The manager pointed at Ryan, who was looking at cars. "That guy who just walked in? Go attend to him. People like him usually just come to look around and won't buy anything, but it's a good opportunity for you to practice your skills.
After all, customers with real purchasing power won't let an intern handle them. It's best to practice with someone who can't
afford to buy; it won't cost the store anything. Go on!"
"Yes, Manager." Susan took a deep breath and walked over, but the manager added a warning, "Remember, make sure he doesn't touch anything. If he damages something, he can't afford to pay for it."
"Got it, Manager," Susan nodded and smiled as she approached Ryan. The manager and other salespeople lost interest; they thought someone who couldn't afford to buy a car was just wasting their time.
They didn't even want to look at Ryan. "Hello, are you interested in this car?" Susan smiled, her voice sweet.
"Yes, what series is this car?" Ryan sighed in relief; finally, someone was paying attention to him. "This model is the luxury version of the BMW 9 Series, with a wheelbase of..." Susan began to explain the car's specifications for practice, but Ryan interrupted her.
"How much is this one?" Susan paused, surprised. "Um, this is the top configuration of the BMW 9 Series, and it costs 2.48 million!"
"Great, I'll take it. Do you have it in stock?" Ryan asked.
"What? What did you say?" Susan was stunned. "I said | want to buy it. Do you have it in stock?" Ryan repeated, feeling frustrated. Did he really not look like someone who wanted to buy a car?
"Are you sure?" Susan's voice instinctively rose in seriousness, drawing the attention of other salespeople in the store. What was going on? Did this guy scratch a car? The salespeople all turned to look, and the manager frowned, walking over with a sinking feeling.
He thought to himself, "I told her to be careful. How did this guy manage to touch something? Can he afford to pay for it? Ugh!"
"What's going on?" The manager tried to maintain his composure. If there was no money, he would call the police immediately!
"Manager, this gentleman wants to buy this car!" Susan said, still in shock, unable to process the situation. The manager paused, his brows furrowing deeper. He didn't show any surprise; instead, he looked Ryan Thompson up and down.
Wasn't it enough to just come in and look? Now he wanted to waste time? The manager felt a bit annoyed. "What? Did I hear that right? This guy looks like he's wearing cheap clothes. Does he really have money to buy a BMW? A fully loaded one at that?"
"I think he'd be better off getting a scooter," another salesperson chimed in. "Seriously, doesn't he feel embarrassed hearing that price?" The other salespeople snickered, having seen too many people like him.
They figured he was just talking big and would soon find an excuse to leave. They were used to it. "Sir, you're not joking, are you?" The manager was losing his patience and was ready to Ryan Thompson out.
Ryan glanced at him, pulled out his card, and handed it to Susan. "Is there a car available?" "Yes," Susan nodded instinctively.
"Then let's buy it. Swipe the card!" Ryan said calmly. Susan was truly taken aback. It was her first day on the job, and she didn't know how to handle this. She turned to the manager, "What should I do?"
"If he wants to buy it, then let him swipe the card. This car is currently on sale for a discount of thirty thousand. If he has the money, then let's charge him two million four hundred fifty thousand! " The manager sneered.
He couldn't understand why this guy was asking about the price and now had actually pulled out a card. Didn't he feel embarrassed? Was he waiting for the card machine to say insufficient funds? Alright, if you want to show off, then let's see how this plays out!
After years in the car business, he had never seen someone dressed in clothes worth less than a hundred dollars walk into a BMW dealership to buy a car. Ryan was the first. The manager smirked, "Go ahead!" Susan stood there in disbelief, holding Ryan Thompson's card, ready to swipe it without even opening the order first.
"Ha! I've never seen someone like this before. This guy is going all out!" "I've never seen anything like it either. What if the card gets declined? Won't that be awkward?"
"I doubt it. With a face like that, he probably wouldn't even feel embarrassed!" The salespeople around her laughed mockingly. The manager was watching Ryan closely, waiting for Susan to come back and tell him the card had insufficient funds.
But in less than ten seconds, Susan came running back, breathless. The manager shot her a glance. "Give the card back and tell him to leave!"
"But, manager!" Susan panted, "His card went through!
It was for two hundred forty-five thousand!"