"The most expensive gift in our store is..." The manager took a deep breath and walked to the farthest wall of the store. A display case was embedded in the wall, brightly lit, making the long white evening dress within it look like sothing out of a fairy tale.
The manager pointed to the dress. "This is the White Swan evening dress!
"That’s not even ntioning the hundreds of diamonds on it!
"Or the tassels, which are filled with Swarovski crystals!
"And it was personally designed by the world-renowned Malory Sundi!
"Just this dress alone..."
With a serious expression, the manager was detailing the dress’s remarkable features, but before he could get to the most important part, the overweight woman interrupted him.
"I’ll take this one!" she said without hesitation. "How much is it?"
"Thirty-two million," the manager replied.
The overweight woman glanced at her bruised and swollen-faced husband and said only three words, "Buy it for ."
"Thirty-two million..." The man’s lips trembled, and his legs began to shake.
Damn it all, today must be my unlucky day! Just because I wanted to show off in front of so delivery guy, I ended up in this ss! I’ve shown off in front of poor people before and always gotten away with it! But tonight, I completely crashed and burned!
The man couldn’t help but lift his head and take a long look at Su Xuan. At that mont, Su Xuan, wearing clothes worth a total of three million, exuded an aura of luxury that made him difficult to look at directly.
The man thought with regret, If you’d been dressed like this from the start, why would I have even bothered trying to show off in front of you?
"What’s wrong?" The overweight woman suddenly reached out and pinched the man’s ear. "You bought dozens of outfits for your little mistress, but you can’t bear to buy a single one for ? Fine. We’ll get a divorce tomorrow!"
"I’ll buy it! I’ll buy it!" The man clenched his teeth and nodded.
For the sake of the terrifying connections his father-in-law possessed, he had no choice. Those connections could help him create even more wealth and brighten his future prospects. But if he got divorced, all those advantages would vanish. His wife would surely take at least half of his assets, and he would be back to square one overnight.
He swiped his card. Then another. One by one, all the cards he had were maxed out. He desperately wanted to find a place where he could be alone and have a good, long cry.
"Your husband really loves you. You should forgive him!"
"Yeah, and he just bought you a dress worth over thirty million!"
"He definitely won’t dare to do it again!"
The overweight woman’s friends took the opportunity to try and persuade her. Marriage isn’t easy, and you should always try to nd fences, not break them.
"Sigh, forgiving him isn’t the problem. I’m sure he’s learned his lesson," the overweight woman said, rubbing her forehead in annoyance. "But now I have to lose weight, otherwise I won’t be able to wear this thirty-million-dollar dress out in public!"
"Hahaha!"
"Then let’s all lose weight together!"
"Let’s all aim to get thin as a rail within six months!"
Her friends all laughed and joked with her. At the sa ti, they couldn’t help but look around the Caranda flagship store again. The products here were truly exceptional, a whole tier above typical luxury brands. It was the absolute pinnacle of high-end. They all decided they would have to co back here to shop in the future.
Everything that had transpired was recorded on the phones of the won who had been sheltering from the rain. Even the large woman’s friends had recorded videos. They imdiately posted the clips to their social dia feeds, adding their own captions:
"A beautiful mistress, blinded by vanity, forced her tycoon lover to buy her things at Caranda, only to get beaten up by the man’s wife!"
"To save his marriage, a cheating CEO buys his wife a gown worth over thirty million at Caranda!"
"My bestie’s husband cheated, but he saw the error of his ways and bought her a dress worth over thirty million! I’m so jealous!"
"I hope my husband takes to Caranda to buy clothes! I’d let him cheat three tis for that, hahaha!"
These posts spread like a virus across the internet.
"Caranda?"
"I’ve heard of it, but I’ve never been!"
"I’m taking my husband to check it out tomorrow. We’ll see how much he’s willing to spend on , hmph!"
"That new tycoon I’m seeing is always bragging about how rich he is. Maybe I’ll take him to Caranda tomorrow to put him to the test!"
A huge number of people, especially won, started paying attention to Caranda. Interestingly, they began treating the store as a litmus test for love. A new saying even started to trend:
*If you love , take to Caranda.*
***
THUD!
Seeing that the incident was over, the manager suddenly dropped to his knees in front of Su Xuan. He didn’t feel ashad; after all, his wealthy forr classmate had embarrassed himself far more.
"Mr. Su, please forgive my earlier rudeness!" the manager pleaded with a pained expression. "I am apologizing to you now, in front of everyone. You’re a shareholder of Caranda, so surely you won’t hold a grudge against a small fry like . Please, I beg you, forgive . I really need this job. Without it, my life is over!"
"What?" The man, who was about to gather all the clothes and leave, froze when he heard the manager’s words.
So Su Xuan wasn’t lying to after all! He really is the one in charge here! Does that an the other things he said were also true? Does he really own a mansion worth over a billion? And that pen... is it really worth one hundred million?
Su Xuan ignored the man’s shocked expression. He glanced at the manager and said coolly, "Since you draw a salary from Caranda, you are expected to provide genuine service for Caranda. Every custor who walks through that door is equal. They are our bread and butter, and you must respect them and offer the best possible service without a hint of prejudice!
"Here’s what’s going to happen. Effective imdiately, you are no longer the manager. Tomorrow, I want you to contact your supervisor and apply for the employee retraining program. Study hard, reform your attitude, and then you can start again from the bottom."
"Yes, yes! Thank you, Mr. Su!" Upon hearing this, the manager wept with joy. Su Xuan had stripped him of his position, but he had also saved his job. He swore to himself that he would study hard and truly reform. He would strive to earn back a manager position as soon as possible, even if it was just at a smaller branch store.
Alice, anwhile, watched Su Xuan with considerable approval. She thought his handling of the situation was perfectly reasonable—neither too soft nor too severe. In that mont, she could already see a faint shadow of her own father in him...
"Mr. Su, you bought quite a lot of clothes tonight." The manager scrambled to his feet and said earnestly, "Once the rain stops, may I deliver them to your ho? Please, allow this opportunity to thank you!"
"That’s fine," Su Xuan said, glancing at the downpour outside. "Deliver them to Sea View Street tomorrow. Call when you get there."
With that, Su Xuan took out a pen and wrote his phone number down for the manager.
Just as he finished, the man who had tried to show him up suddenly ca over, grabbed his arm, and pulled him aside.
Su Xuan frowned.
He can’t possibly think I, a Caranda shareholder, deliberately set him up, can he? Is he so humiliated that he can’t take it and wants to start a fight?
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