"Don't worry, your boss has great taste. Today, I'll make you the most stunning girl in Suzhou and Hangzhou."
Tang Yu chuckled.
[You need to be bolder and break out of your old self.]
[Hmm, having her wear a cosplay outfit might be a good idea.]
[Considering her A-cup, the outfit of Qiongi should suit her well.]
[And with a pair of black stockings, oh, perfect.]
Chi Yin listened in confusion, feeling a bit frustrated.
She didn't understand any of this; ani cosplay was a world completely foreign to her.
Her world was filled with missions and death.
When they arrived at the mall, Tang Yu parked the car and led Chi Yin inside.
This mall was owned by the Tang Family and catered to high-end clientele.
All the stores here were luxury brands.
They took the elevator straight to the third floor, a place Tang Yu was quite familiar with.
He led Chi Yin into a music store nad Qinyuede.
Seeing custors arrive, a female sales assistant imdiately greeted them with a bow.
"Welco, esteed guests. What would you like to see?"
"Please show the guitars."
Tang Yu smiled.
"Of course."
The sales assistant nodded repeatedly, montarily stunned by Tang Yu's handso face.
This custor is quite good-looking.
She led them to the guitar section and asked, "What kind of guitar are you looking for? Classical, folk, or electric?"
"Which one do you want?"
Tang Yu asked Chi Yin with a smile.
In the original storyline, deep down, Chi Yin was a girl who longed for a normal life.
Living every day amidst blood and blades, few normal people would enjoy such a life.
Her hobby was music, and she loved guitars, but it had no place in her life.
So giving her a guitar as a birthday gift was perfect.
Chi Yin happily started picking out a guitar.
After a while, she finally chose a light yellow handmade classical guitar.
"This one."
Chi Yin's eyes sparkled as she held the guitar, as if she had found a priceless treasure.
Her bright and pure smile was like an iris blooming quietly in a secluded valley.
Tang Yu, standing beside her, was also a bit srized, feeling his heartbeat quicken involuntarily.
[Why does this silly girl look so beautiful when she smiles?]
Hearing Tang Yu's inner thoughts, Chi Yin's face showed a hint of shyness.
Such sincere praise from the depths of his heart made her feel... happy.
"Miss, you have a great eye. This is the last handmade classical guitar by Smoman in our store. Each one takes about two years to make."
The sales assistant was also delighted.
This guitar was the most expensive one in the store, and selling it ant a huge commission.
"Can I try it first?"
Chi Yin looked up and asked.
"Of course, it's already tuned. Feel free to try."
The sales assistant smiled politely.
Chi Yin smiled happily, found her grip, and started playing.
Soon, cheerful music filled the air.
Tang Yu sat nearby, silently admiring her, his gaze fixed on Chi Yin's face.
When she played the guitar, her expression was focused, her smile pure. She no longer looked like an assassin but more like a cute girl next door.
After finishing a piece, she looked at Tang Yu happily and asked.
"Young Master Tang, how was it?"
"Pretty impressive." Tang Yu gave her a thumbs up.
[Her technique is flawless, just a minor mistake.]
[You should pluck the strings, not my heartstrings.]
Hearing Tang Yu's inner thoughts, Chi Yin blushed slightly.
This guy, why does he keep saying such things? Can't he praise a bit less?
"How much?"
Tang Yu pulled out his wallet and handed over a credit card.
"Sir, the total is 370,000."
The sales assistant quickly took out the card machine and processed the paynt.
Just as she handed the receipt to Tang Yu, a beautiful woman with dyed burgundy hair walked in, carrying a bag.
Her striking appearance and the way her chest moved as she walked drew a lot of attention.
"Hello, ma'am. How can I assist you?"
Seeing the woman, the sales assistant quickly bowed.
The woman took out a black mbership card and waved it.
"I'm a black-gold mber of your store. I heard you have a Smoman guitar? Bring it to ."
The sales assistant glanced at the mbership card, confirming it was indeed their highest level black-gold mbership, with the woman's na on it.
She then looked troubled.
"I'm sorry, Miss Xiao, but that Smoman guitar was just sold."
"Sold?"
Xiao iyun's face darkened instantly.
She saw Chi Yin holding the Smoman guitar and ordered the sales assistant.
"Refund their money and give that guitar."
She had visited two stores looking for a Smoman guitar for her upcoming livestream.
The sales assistant didn't expect such a request and awkwardly said.
"Sorry, ma'am, but that goes against our store policy..."
Before she could finish, Xiao iyun slapped her and scolded.
"I'm a black-gold mber, and you dare talk to about policy? Do you know how much I've spent in your store? More than you could earn in a lifeti, you pauper."
The sales assistant's face turned red and swollen from the slap. She stepped back, covering her face, feeling humiliated and scared, and could only apologize softly to Xiao iyun.
The music store was a nationwide chain, and becoming a black-gold mber required spending at least five million.
Such a custor was not soone a re employee could offend.
Tang Yu frowned.
This plot is getting intense. He recalled the woman's identity.
She was a mistress of a certain villain, originally ant to offend Ye Chen here.
Then Dragon King Ye Chen would beat her up, escalating the conflict with the villain.
Thus, the familiar sequence of showing off, face-slapping, and escalating hatred would unfold.
"Goodness, here's a chance to set Ye Chen up."
Tang Yu chuckled inwardly, thinking of a mischievous plan, and deliberately stayed to watch the plot unfold.
At this mont, a middle-aged man in a suit rushed over and asked.
"What's going on here, esteed guests? I'm the store manager, Chen Zhizhuan."
Xiao iyun glared at him and complained.
"How do you train your staff? She's lecturing about policy."
Seeing Xiao iyun's black-gold mbership card, Chen Zhizhuan's face changed.
He scolded the sales assistant.
"Liu Xiuqin, are you out of your mind? Who gave you the right to speak to a custor like that? Apologize to this lady imdiately."
"But these two custors already paid for the guitar, and Miss Xiao wants to refund them and sell it to her..."
Liu Xiuqin, covering her face, started crying.
Before she could finish explaining, Chen Zhizhuan impatiently said.
"Can't you understand plain language? Apologize to this lady right now, or you're fired."
"If you make her apologize, from today on, none of your stores will operate in Suzhou and Hangzhou."
Tang Yu, who had been waiting, suddenly spoke up.
Chen Zhizhuan looked at Tang Yu and sneered.
"Who do you think you are? Saying our store can't operate here? Do you know who our boss is?"
Xiao iyun also mocked.
"Who do you think you are, you pauper? Do you think you have a say here? Saying the store can't operate? Who do you think you are?"
"And you, let go of my Smoman guitar. Dressed like a bumpkin, do you think you can play this?"
"If you damage it and ruin my livestream, I'll expose you online and ruin your lives."
After her tirade, she reached out to snatch the guitar from Chi Yin's arms.
Chi Yin's eyes turned cold.
Just as Xiao iyun was about to grab it, Tang Yu stood up and slapped her hard.
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