"Excuse ," the strear said. "I heard the girl who just left say that clothes are 80% off today. Is that right?"
After entering Caranda, the strear, wanting to be extra sure, posed the question to the store manager.
The store manager nodded. "That’s right."
At these words, the strear was over the moon! She imdiately picked out clothes worth 100,000 yuan after the discount, carried them to the counter, and declared with an air of grandeur, "I’ll take these!"
Even if I don’t wear these myself, I could make a hefty profit by reselling them!
"Are you sure you want to buy these?" the store manager asked. "Once the receipt is issued, there are no returns."
The strear slapped down a bank card. "Just swipe it!"
The store manager tapped on the POS machine, printed the receipt, and then swiped the strear’s card. "I’m sorry, but your balance is insufficient."
The strear exclaid in astonishnt, "I have over 300,000 yuan on my card! How could it not be enough?"
"The entire three hundred thousand-plus has been charged," the store manager replied. "Your balance is now zero."
A jolt of panic shot through the strear’s heart. Sothing’s wrong! I calculated it clearly. The clothes I picked were marked down to 100,000 yuan, so how could they charge over 300,000?
She hastily asked, "Isn’t it an 80% discount?"
"We never said we’d give *you* an 80% discount," the store manager said.
"But I clearly asked you when I ca in!" the strear protested.
"That’s right," the manager replied. "And I confird the 80% discount was for *that* girl."
The strear was dumbfounded. "It’s not 80% off for everyone?"
"No."
"Why not?"
The store manager spread open her notebook. "Because that girl knows one of our shareholders, so she received the shareholder’s price. Unless you can bring a shareholder here, you’ll have to pay the full price of 500,000 yuan."
HISS!
The strear took a sharp, shaky breath.
So that wealthy, handso guy is a shareholder of Caranda! I’m so stupid! Seriously! I only knew that his pen was Caranda’s prized treasure; I never imagined he was a shareholder! What am I going to do now?
The strear forced a pitiable smile onto her face. "Can I just... not buy them? I’d like to return everything."
The store manager shook her head. "Caranda is the pinnacle of luxury brands. Company policy states that once a receipt is issued, the items are considered sold to you. If you were to return them, they would beco second-hand items. I’m sure you wouldn’t want to buy sothing soone else has returned, would you?"
The strear was embarrassed, scared, and panicked. Her lips trembled. "This is a forced sale! I’m going to sue you!"
"The entire legal departnt of Caranda welcos your lawsuit," the store manager said calmly.
The strear’s resolve crumbled. She said in a low voice, "Please, have so pity on . I’m just a small-ti strear..."
"No."
The manager actually recognized this strear. To attract viewers earlier today, the woman had forcibly dragged several potential custors away from Caranda’s entrance. The manager was still fuming about it.
Don’t panic! Think of a way out!
The strear’s face was a mask of despair as her mind raced.
The clothes I picked cost 100,000 yuan after an 80% discount, which ans the original price is 500,000 yuan! There’s no way I’m paying that! I have to find a sucker to foot this bill!
She flipped through her phone contacts and found a na saved as "Bootlicker Number One." She dialed the number imdiately.
"Honey, I’m out shopping," she cooed, careful not to ntion needing him to pay. "Could you co and keep company?"
"Sorry, my grandmother died. I’m busy," ca the reply.
The strear stared at her phone. "..."
What terrible timing! Alright, ti to call Bootlicker Number Two.
"Honey, I’m shopping and..."
"My athlete’s foot is acting up. I’m soaking my feet, so it’s not a good ti."
The strear was speechless. "..."
I’ll call Bootlicker Number Three!
"I have my college entrance exam tomorrow. I’m busy."
The strear was bewildered again.
In the past, whenever I summoned these bootlickers, they’d show up instantly, practically panting with excitent! What’s wrong today? Why is everyone suddenly unavailable? And their excuses are so flimsy. I vaguely rember Bootlicker Number One’s grandmother died ages ago. Bootlicker Number Two has never had athlete’s foot. And Bootlicker Number Three is over thirty, what college entrance exam? They must have conspired together just to ss with , right?
"Holy shit!"
The strear suddenly rembered sothing. She hurriedly checked her phone and saw that her livestream was still running.
Bootlickers One, Two, and Three must have seen my livestream and figured out I was looking for a sucker...
That day, the strear left the Caranda store in tears. Nobody ever found out what she went through. All they knew was that the very next day, she sold her recently purchased BMW.
...
"Master, thank you for coming shopping with today!" Tian Cheng said as Su Xuan’s Charman Royal pulled up in front of her apartnt building.
"I wasn’t just accompanying you shopping," Su Xuan said, passing her three parcels from the back seat. "I have three packages here for you. Go ahead and sign for them."
"Hehe, okay!" Tian Cheng took the packages and signed for them with Su Xuan’s incredibly luxurious royal pen.
"Master, before I invite you up to my place for tea and a chat, I want to ask you sothing," she said. "Besides all the things you showed off to that strear today, what else are you hiding that I don’t know about?"
Su Xuan had no intention of hiding things from Tian Cheng. Back at their old company, they had the closest relationship. Though they were officially master and apprentice, they were more like brother and sister.
He held up his hand and listed them off on his fingers.
"I’m the owner of the Lycar Hotel.
"I have just under a billion in cash.
"I own a mansion on Houhai Street that once belonged to a top scholar.
"I’m a shareholder in Kangnai.
"I’m a shareholder in isi.
"I’m also..."
Tian Cheng’s eyes grew wider and wider.
My low-key, lancholic master is actually this loaded! So rich I can’t even begin to calculate his net worth! Has he just been experiencing life all this ti? A normal salary is less than a drop in the ocean compared to his fortune!
"Master, give a piggyback ride ho!"
Tian Cheng didn’t start fawning over Su Xuan just because of his astonishing wealth. She simply gave a light hop and clung tightly to his back.
Just then, a system notification sounded in Su Xuan’s mind:
"Ding, the host has completed a super delivery!
"Reward: 52% of the shares in China TQ Capital Managent Company, becoming the largest shareholder!
"First Stage Mission Progress: 9/10."
China TQ Capital Managent Company? And the largest shareholder? The system is being pretty generous this ti! What kind of company is TQ, anyway? I don’t think I’ve heard of it.
Just as Su Xuan was pulling out his phone to look up the company, Liu Ming suddenly called.
"Boss, you’d better get to the hotel," Liu Ming said urgently. "Gao Zhitong brought a lot of people with him. They all want to see you..."
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