"Don't worry, I'm not asking for the money back," Xiao Zhan rolled his eyes.
"Then you..."
Xiao Zhan looked at the other salesperson again and gestured: "Later, help me package up all the clothes my wife and this young lady picked, and give everything left over to you, do whatever you want with them."
"Give them to me?"
The other salesperson's eyes widened, suddenly feeling like another huge windfall had fallen from the sky and landed on their head.
"Yes, I'm giving them to you," Xiao Zhan nodded, "A salesperson with good manners deserves a nice surprise like this."
"Thank you sir!"
The other salesperson was incredibly grateful and kept thanking him profusely.
Su Muqiu and Sun Ziyi exchanged glances, both seeing the same five words in each other's eyes: New Money! Wastrel!
There were well over a hundred pieces of clothing, worth over 900,000 yuan. Even if Su Muqiu and Sun Ziyi could casually pick whatever they wanted, they'd only pick out half at most that would suit themselves and their families. The remaining half, worth at least 400,000 yuan, was casually given away to a complete stranger, a store employee...
Gulp!
The previous salesperson's throat rolled as they swallowed, their pale face looking as awful as if they'd eaten shit, their heart pounding violently, blood rushing faster, even feeling an urge to bash their head in and die!
They had thought Xiao Zhan was just bluffing to get back at them for the teasing earlier, but unexpectedly, on top of that teasing, this guy casually acted even more outrageous!
Asking to be struck by lightning when acting so pompous!
Where was the lightning?
...
The moment Qian Yiming left Ruiding Mall, he immediately took out his phone and made a call: "Investigate a person for me, and a card as well..."
"The more details the better!"
Parked outside the mall plaza was a red Ferrari. As he spoke, Qian Yiming got in the Ferrari, having just ended the call when the young woman came chasing out of Ruiding Mall, shouting, "Bro Yiming, wait for me, wait for me!"
"Oh no!"
In her hurry, she suddenly twisted her ankle, snapping off the heel of her high heels. Her balance was instantly lost and she squatted down in the plaza, her ankle throbbing with pain.
In the past, Qian Yiming might have gotten out of the car to help her.
But not today.
"Let's go, head directly to Qianjiang Group headquarters!" Qian Yiming casually instructed his driver, not even glancing at the young woman, discarding her in the Ruiding Mall plaza like trash.
With nearly 10 billion yuan in assets, Qian Bancheng was the richest man in Quancheng. And Qianjiang Group was his core business, also where he worked daily.
"Bro Yiming, don't, don't go! What am I going to do if you leave?!"
"Wahhh..."
Watching the red Ferrari disappear at the end of the street, the young woman's face ached, her foot ached, but her heart ached most. It was like falling from heaven into hell, crying rivers of tears, her face filled with despair.
A gust of wind blew, lifting her elegant hair, leaving it in disarray...
...
At that time.
Outside the building housing Su Shi Group.
Thirty grey minivans were parked in a row, grouped in tens, three groups total. The vehicles were filled with people, but none hurried to get out, waiting until three small sedans came roaring down the street. Only then did the doors of the thirty grey minivans open in unison.
Swish swish...
Accompanied by the sound of rushed footsteps, five people burst out of each minivan, one hundred and fifty people total. They all wore security guard uniforms of the same color, just slightly different styles.
Divided into three groups of fifty.
The three sedans pulled to a stop, and a middle-aged man stepped out of each - Zhao Yongrong, Li, and Wang, who had rushed over from Fuyuan Community.
"Are you all fucking ready?!"
The three men stood at the front of the formation, looks of rage on their faces.
"Ready!"
The one hundred and fifty security guards responded in unison.
"Let's go, follow me in!"
Zhao Yongrong waved them forward aggressively, "Target: Su Shi Group! Go all out smashing things once we're inside! I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"
With that, he strode ahead arrogantly into the building housing Su Shi Group.
Li and Wang followed right behind.
The one hundred and fifty security guards brought up the rear, clenching their fists, eager for action. Although they didn't know why their bosses were suddenly targeting Su Shi Group, security work was normally very dull. A large-scale bit of pompous arrogance like this was a rare opportunity, just thinking about it got their blood pumping.
Being able to take part made them feel extremely proud.
"Mr. Zhao?"
Seeing Zhao Yongrong, the receptionist at Su Shi Group was startled.
"Mr. Li? Mr. Wang?"
Seeing Li and Wang following Zhao Yongrong, she was even more shocked.
Right after, the mass of one hundred and fifty security guards swarmed into the lobby, instantly packing the entire reception area. Glowering aggressively, clearly unfriendly.
"You, you all, what is this..."
The receptionist felt her heart lurch violently, the corners of her eyes and mouth twitching. Her pretty face turned ghastly pale in an instant, even feeling an urge to pee.
She had never seen anything like this!
What could a mere receptionist do?
"Smash!"
Zhao Yongrong didn't bother with the receptionist, uttering the word without hesitation.
"Do it!"
Li and Wang also signaled their men eagerly.
In the next moment, the one hundred and fifty security guards fanned out, directly barging into the various departments of Su Shi Group. Without a word, they started smashing anything they saw, competing intensely to destroy more than the others.
"Who are you people? How dare you cause trouble at Su Shi Group?!"
Su Shi Group also had security guards, who came rushing over, originally intending to stop them. But seeing the scene in the lobby, their eyes widened in shock, hearts pounding violently, legs trembling, blurting out "Damn!"
Where was the courage to still rush forward and stop them?
Stunned briefly, they turned and fled like rats!
"What are you doing? Don't touch my things, my computer..."
"My cellphone!"
"I just ordered takeout!"
The previously peaceful Su Shi Group had transformed into a noisy marketplace in the blink of an eye, with cries of shock and screams echoing nonstop, objects crashing here and there, computers and furniture smashed all over the floor, cellphones and documents flying everywhere.
In just a few minutes, chaos reigned, a huge mess.
The employees could only flee every which way like frightened birds and beasts, having no idea what was happening.
One female employee ran towards the president's office.
"Let's go, go find that bastard Su Wencheng to settle accounts!"
Zhao Yongrong, Li, and Wang exchanged glances, then called several people to also head straight for the president's office...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
