At this point, no one dared to gossip about Jiang Chen any longer. After all, we’re talking about ten million here—who would dare to speak carelessly? If they got stuck with the bill, they’d be dead at.
Just then, soone else walked in through the door and saw Duan Yong, calling out, "Boss Duan, what brings you here? The matter with that car we discussed..."
Suddenly, the man caught sight of Jiang Chen, his eyes lit up, and he rushed over: "Ah, Mr. Jiang, you’re actually here too, what a coincidence. The paperwork and invoice for that Lamborghini Aventador you bought the other day, I’ve just finished them. I was planning to deliver them to you, but here we run into each other—what are the odds. Here, take a look, it’s blue, six million eight hundred thousand, and the license plate is Jinhai C...8888."
Seeing this man, Jiang Chen smiled; he recognized him—it was that Pang Dacheng, the manager from the dealership that night who sold him the Lamborghini.
The Wang family mbers nearby were also stunned; the more they heard about this Lamborghini Aventador, especially that license plate ending in 8888, the more familiar it sounded. Wasn’t this the car that Wang Dongyang claid he was buying?
Oh, so it wasn’t you who bought the car?
All the Wang family mbers turned their heads in unison to look at Wang Dongyang, with strange looks in their eyes.
The faces of Wang Dongyang and Ye Yanni were flushed with embarrassnt—they both wished they could just find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
...
Finally, after everything had settled down, the crowd dispersed.
Leaving with ashen faces, the Wang family mbers departed, and now it was only Ye Jingyi’s family who surrounded Jiang Chen.
"Jiang Chen, tell us, how do you know Duan Yong? Why was he so respectful to you?"
Zhou Ru demanded ferociously. She hadn’t been the one to gain face in the situation; instead, Jiang Chen had shown off, which she found particularly infuriating.
Jiang Chen, already prepared, turned to Ye Jingyi, who looked just as puzzled, and said, "Zhang Long, you know."
Oh...
It suddenly dawned on Ye Jingyi - so Jiang Chen was actually piggybacking off Zhang Long’s influence.
"You, why won’t you ever listen to ? How could you get mixed up with soone like Zhang Long and keep getting closer?" Ye Jingyi said angrily, berating Jiang Chen.
Zhou Ru and the others understood as well; they all knew about Jiang Chen treating Zhang Long’s illness.
This news relaxed them entirely.
So it wasn’t that Jiang Chen had beco successful—trash is still trash!
Then, they all started to reproach Jiang Chen, especially Wang Dongyang and Ye Yanni who were particularly unfriendly, completely failing to realize that it was Jiang Chen who had just resolved their predicant.
Jiang Chen, already accustod to their attitudes, did not bother with them and turned to leave.
"Hold on, I’ll go with you."
Ye Jingyi called out to him, shooting him a fierce glare before pulling him along as they left together.
Once they were out of sight of Zhou Ru and the others, Ye Jingyi gave him another piece of her "iron does not beco steel" advice: "You, when will you ever be mature? I’ve told you so many tis, soone like Zhang Long can’t be ssed with, but you never listen."
"Yes, yes, I know, I’ll be careful next ti."
Jiang Chen responded with a placating smile, knowing that despite Ye Jingyi’s harsh words, she was fundantally looking out for his well-being, which was different from Zhou Ru and the others.
After Ye Jingyi cooled down a bit, she brought up a proper matter: "Jiang Chen, we’ve been married for quite so ti now and my family knows about you, but you have never visited my family’s place.
In two days it’ll be my grandfather’s birthday, let’s go together. But rember, you have to buy a nice outfit for the occasion, don’t embarrass . If you need money, just ask .
Besides, the old man likes to collect things like antiques and calligraphy. Of course, forget about it—you can’t afford that kind of stuff, so I’ll give the gift this ti. Anyway, we can’t outspend my family when it cos to money; it’s the thought that counts."
Jiang Chen nodded gently: "Alright, I understand, I’ll start getting ready today."
"You go ahead," Ye Jingyi waved her hand dismissively and turned to go back ho.
Jiang Chen watched Ye Jingyi go inside, grabbed his own electric scooter, and rode off towards the comrcial street.
...
In the brand district of Jinhai Comrcial Street, this area is ho to Jinhai’s largest collection of luxury brand stores. Jiang Chen parked his electric scooter and walked into one of the boutiques.
"Welco,"
As soon as he entered, a welcoming voice greeted him. Jiang Chen looked up.
There were four won at the entrance greeting guests, but only one of them welcod him. The other three acted as if they didn’t see him at all, and one of them, heavily made-up, looked at him with a tinge of disdain in her eyes.
Jiang Chen’s mind raced, and he understood why. He turned to glance at his electric scooter parked at the entrance, then at his clothes, and shook his head with amusent. There are always those who look down on others, no matter where you are.
"What would you like to buy, sir?" The ever-smiling greeter asked softly.
"I..."
Jiang Chen had barely uttered a word when he was interrupted.
The heavily made-up greeter said sarcastically, "Lan Lan, you’re new, so pay attention. So people co in just to feast their eyes. You should keep an eye on such custors to prevent them from dirtying the rchandise in our store—they couldn’t afford it if they do."
Lan Lan glanced at Jiang Chen, then turned to the woman with a light laugh, "Sister Hu, I understand."
Turning back to Jiang Chen, her attitude remained unchanged, maintaining a smile, "Sir, what are you looking for?"
Jiang Chen gave Sister Hu a brief look and responded with a light laugh, "I’m here to buy clothes."
Lan Lan gestured toward the clothing section nearby, "The clothing section is on the first floor, please follow ."
Sister Hu glanced at where Lan Lan was pointing and sneered, "Lan Lan, you really know how to deal with people. That’s the cheapest section here, he should be able to afford sothing there."
"Whether I can afford it or not is none of your business." Jiang Chen looked coldly at Sister Hu, then turned to Lan Lan, "You get a commission for guiding custors to buy clothes, right?"
Lan Lan paused briefly, then nodded lightly, "Yes."
This was no secret; there was nothing to hide.
Jiang Chen nodded, "Good, then take to the won’s clothing section first."
Lan Lan was a bit surprised but then nodded, "All right."
Lan Lan led the way, and the two headed towards the won’s clothing section.
"I want to see what kind of clothes this pauper can afford!" Sister Hu sneered, following behind.
Jiang Chen ignored Sister Hu and upon reaching the won’s clothing section, he scanned the area and imdiately spotted a dress he liked. He stepped forward and began to examine it closely.
"Well, you certainly have an eye for good things! Imdiately spotting a limited edition, that’s quite the taste! That dress is 1.6 million, but it’s not sothing you can just touch—you wouldn’t be able to afford it even if you sold yourself, should you damage it," Sister Hu mocked again, calling out loudly.
The greeters and custors in the shop all turned to look.
"That guy wants to buy a limited edition Dior?"
"Can he afford it?"
"He’s probably just looking! Given how he’s dressed, he definitely can’t afford it," the people around him comnted.
"That’s the one!" Jiang Chen ignored everyone around him, pointed at the limited edition Dior dress, and handed a bank card to Lan Lan.
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