"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...
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
grated, and just when he finally managed to get into an elite academy, he discovered that he actually had a system, and the way to earn rewards was extremely ridiculous. So for the sake of rewards, he had no choice but to start acting ridiculous as well. Su Cheng: "It's nothing but system quests after all." But later, what confused Su Cheng was that while he was already quite ridiculous, he never expected those serious characters to gradually become ridiculous too. And the way they looked at him became increasingly strange... (This synopsis doesn't do it justice, please read the full story)
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
] [Lone Wolf, No Male Gaze] [Protagonist is pursued early on; extreme protagonist-stans, stay away!] The "Carnival Paradise" descends and slowly devours the real world in the form of a game. By chance, Zhu Yan awakens the talent [Roleplay], becoming one of the first beta players. He thought he could develop safely, but after clearing the first instance, he is branded by humanity as the chief culprit behind the game's spread—a traitorous villain. A villain? Who would ever... become one! He'll be the villain! From then on, Zhu Yan is not only a player but also a lackey for the Carnival Paradise. Between the straight path and the crooked path, he chooses the con. With his left hand, he dons the villain's mantle, staging scenes within instances, infuriating players who decry him as a despicable traitor, all while the game happily promotes him. With his right hand, he joins the non-human organization "Fangcun Mountain," which opposes the Carnival Paradise, transforming into a mysterious player who slaughters game bosses, earning cheers of "Long live the expert!" from fellow players. Gradually, Zhu Yan rises to become an S-rank human player in Fangcun Mountain's archives, while also being the Carnival Paradise's certified top game Boss. But when the final war erupts and both major factions place their hopes in him— Players tag his various aliases: "Experts, this offensive depends on you." The Carnival Paradise's supreme Boss throws an arm around his neck: "Bro, you're the iron, I'm the steel; you can't let me down again!"
