Novel & Cerita The Greatest Salesman In The World

“If you have no further requests, may I ask your preferred method of payment so I can process the paperwork immediately?” “No I don't have any more requests but add the BMW you were talking about earlier to my list as well. And I’ll be paying with this,” Rose said coolly, handing over her Elite Bank Black credit card to the salesman. The salesman froze, his eyes widening at the sight of the legendary card. “P–please excuse me, ma’am,” he stammered, his voice trembling with awe. “I’ll be right back.” Then he hurried off, practically running toward the office — his mind still reeling from the fact that he had just closed what might be the largest sale in his entire career.

"You mean he wasn’t joking when he said he’d take the car today?" "This is the credit card he gave me. Is it still a joke to you?" The conversation stopped, and the salesman headed to the financial room. Some followed him, trying to ask for the man's name. A few salesmen who had looked down on Esteban before suddenly regretted their earlier judgment. They felt as though they had missed out on an easy sale worth 4 million pesos. Before 4 PM, Esteban returned to the Ford Store. Even before entering, he had everyone’s attention. His clothes were the same as before.

I felt something in my heart when he said 'MY WOMAN! While the salesman gets annoyed. "I've seen lots of people like you..just because a girl with you ..you are showing off too much " "I THINK THIS NAME IS ENOUGH TO RECOLLECT YOUR MEMORY! " Sahir said and pulled out something. I saw a card in his hand. The salesman took the card and his eyes widened with a shock. "CEO OF SULTAN PVT.LTD" The moment salesman blurted. I gasped. But I wasn't the only one who felt the shock. Everybody in the shop stepped behind in a fear.

Bugatti La Voiture Noire is the most expensive car in the world. "I'm sorry. I thought you're a taxi driver." I apologize to him. He just laughed at me before he held out his hand to me. "I am Franz Kyle Carter, at your service!" He formally introduces himself. "Lessanna Scarlett Del Mundo." I am also introducing myself to him. "Nice to meet and know you." he said while smiling. I just looked at him then I let him know I needed to leave because I was in a hurry. I even heard him say something but I ignored it.

"Good. I'll take it." She was left with a smile when I walked away, probably being so envious of me, or the lady I am. Well, who wouldn't be envious of the lady I am- The wife of the richest billionaire in New York. "We have no right to disclose any personal information of our VIP buyers ma'am, especially those who are important." I heard the saleswoman say to Becky when I walked closer to them. She rolled her eyes in disgust, and gave me one more disgusting look, which I returned with a grin on my face.

“ Dad, who just called you? “ Asked his little daughter. “ Before I go straight to the point, I wanna let you both know something. I didn’t just get this telephone and this special call because I wanted to, I got it because of my good gestures towards my guest last night. This morning, before he left, we had a deal. And that call, that was the deal. As from tomorrow, our lives will be different. We’ll be leaving to Florida first thing tomorrow morning, and I’ve got a company to manage.” “ Oh my goodness. Are you for real?” Mrs Sotomayor exclaimed in shock. He nods his head. “ Publix Super Market, it’s the biggest shopping mall in the state. As from tomorrow, I will become the CEO, and that’s

I slapped my palms against the stone top in the kitchen. "Sidney Walsh is one of the richest men in the world. He's considered one of the greatest minds of our time. Think brains of Tony Stark, body of Thor, and courage of Captain America," Tove said. He gestured for his phone again. Tapped at the screen again. I almost fainted when he turned it back around. I shook my head and covered my mouth with my hands. I backed up. No. This couldn't be happening. Please, let this be a nightmare.

“Miss, do you need water? Juice? You look so pale!” He was practically wagging his tail. See, this was how things were supposed to be. Men were meant to fall at my feet. It was Zella’s bad vibes throwing everything off—maybe her parents' ghosts were still sticking their noses into my business from the afterlife. “Miss, please, make yourself comfortable,” the salesman said, voice thick with devotion. “There’s a station about a mile away. I’ll go now and get a canister. Don’t move!” He snatched the day’s cash from the register and bolted out the door like his life depended on it.

“A good leader is the key to a team’s success.” After the dinner, Aurelia offered to send me home. It was a decent night. She drove steadily on the highway next to the river. “Grand Media filed for bankruptcy last week,” she suddenly said. I was not surprised. “Ms. Smith reached out to me,” she said. “She wanted me to purchase their company. I rejected her offer.” “Why?” “It was a shell of a company, so it was basically worth nothing.” She turned around and looked at me with a smile. “Humans are the greatest asset of any company. Grand Media’s true asset was you and the people who followed you.”

The first comment under the title read, "This salesman is a real hero." I stuffed my phone back in my pocket, deciding not to watch the video. I started the engine, the headlights lighting up the road ahead. For a moment, I thought back to the first day of my sales training. The person in charge of our training had said, "In sales, lesson one isn't about selling cars. It's about reading people." Back then, I assumed "reading people" meant figuring out who was actually going to buy and who was just browsing.