Chapter 35: Chapter 35: This Is Called Resource Integration, Recycling, and Reuse
The store manager was slightly taken aback. Her years of experience with makeup told her that the woman holding the phone was clearly older than she was. But her professional training kicked in, and she gave the strear a faint smile. After noticing the viewer count on the strear’s phone screen was already in the high thousands, she nodded. Answering a few questions was no problem; it could even be so free advertising for her store. So, she said:
"Heh, hello, miss. As long as it’s not an inappropriate question, I don’t mind."
Little Cutie was very satisfied with this answer, and her smile grew even brighter at being addressed as "miss." "Hee hee, it’s just a simple little interview. I definitely won’t ask anything I’m not supposed to. So, miss, that young man from just now ordered so bedding from here. Could you tell
which style he ordered? Don’t get
wrong, I’m just asking about the style. It has nothing to do with personal privacy."
Little Cutie was clever. She hadn’t asked *if* Fang Chenyi had placed an order, but rather *what style* he had ordered. This way, if he really had bought sothing, the saleswoman would likely refuse to answer on the grounds of custor privacy. But if he hadn’t bought anything, she would surely just say he hadn’t placed an order.
The viewers in the chat saw right through Little Cutie’s cleverness, but they didn’t care about that. All they wanted to know was whether the scrap-collecting guy had actually spent money at this famous bedding store.
Sure enough, the store manager frowned slightly upon hearing Little Cutie’s question. The viewers watching through the stream had a sudden realization. ’Look at her expression! He obviously didn’t buy anything. See? I told you so. How could a scrap collector afford anything from "How’s the Needle Fabric?"’
However, before the viewers could spam the chat, the store manager paused to think for a mont, then shook her head. What she said next almost made the entire stream’s jaws drop. "I’m sorry, miss, but that’s a difficult question to answer. Mr. Fang just ordered so much. I can’t possibly list every single style he purchased. To put it simply, Mr. Fang bought pretty much one of every new item in our store."
With that, the store manager gave Little Cutie another polite smile and a nod. "Now, if you have any other questions, you can go inside and speak with one of our employees. I have other matters to attend to, so if you’ll excuse ."
The chat room fell completely silent. After several seconds, a single comnt abruptly appeared:
’Bros, did any of you notice? While I was admiring that beauty’s ( . Y . ), I think I saw her na tag... it said ’Store Manager’...’
’HOLY SHIT, the guy above
is a man of culture! But I think your description is wrong, she’s clearly a ( . 人 . ), okay?!’
’AWESO! Do all rich people play gas like this now? Has scrap collecting beco the new hobby for tycoons?’
...For a mont, the chat exploded with all kinds of comnts, but 99.9% of them were about the scrap-collecting guy. Many people were even starting to rummage through their closets at ho, looking for woven plastic bags. They had only one goal: to join the great army of scrap collectors and get rich as soon as possible...
Fang Chenyi led Bai nghan out of the bedding store, then took out his phone to check the ti. It was 12:30, so there was still a good while before 2:00. They decided to get lunch first. Fang Chenyi had originally planned to treat Bai nghan to a al at the fancy Western restaurant downstairs, but she refused. In the end, at Bai nghan’s insistence, they went straight to the food court on the top floor, ordered two large handfuls of spicy skewers, and began eating as they walked.
Watching Bai nghan munch on skewers as she walked, Fang Chenyi found himself staring, completely captivated by the sight.
"What are you looking at? What is it? Do I have sothing on my face?"
Bai nghan asked in confusion as she casually stuck an empty bamboo skewer back into the large paper cup she was holding.
"No, not at all. I was just admiring how my Xiao Hanhan manages to look so beautiful even while eating."
This wasn’t just Fang Chenyi flattering her; he was telling the absolute truth. He never would have thought that sothing as unrefined as wolfing down skewers would look so natural on a youthful beauty like Bai nghan. In fact, it sohow made her seem even more lively.
"Oh, stop it," she said playfully. "Co on, didn’t you say you wanted to buy so clothes? We still have so ti, let’s go check them out."
She gave Fang Chenyi’s arm a light tap before skipping ahead in a little jog. After a few steps, she turned back to tease him.
"Hey there, handso young man. Would you like to accompany this young lady on a shopping trip?"
Smiling, Fang Chenyi shook his head and quickened his pace to catch up with her.
This immortal couple naturally drew the imnse envy of the other diners in the food court.
The n stared at the fairy-like Bai nghan, while the won gazed at the handso Fang Chenyi with stars in their eyes. People who normally ate just one bowl of rice found themselves unconsciously getting their third...
Truth be told, ever since dinner at the Qinhuang Hotel the previous night, Fang Chenyi had been planning to buy himself a decent outfit. Otherwise, people would keep calling him a scrap collector, and even with his thick skin, it was starting to get a little embarrassing.
And to be honest, he didn’t want to be seen as so pretentious try-hard who was just playing poor. ’I was thinking about this back when I was still collecting scraps,’ he mused. ’If I wore designer clothes while doing it, people probably wouldn’t look at
so strangely. Then I could justifiably claim that I, my good man, am simply contributing to the great cause of societal resource consolidation and recycling.’
Lost in thought, he and Bai nghan arrived at the n’s fashion section on the third floor. Fang Chenyi had a plan, so he made a beeline for the most impressive brand na he knew: Louis Vuitton.
"Sir, miss, hello. I do apologize, but we have a seating area over there. Could the two of you please finish your food before entering the store?"
But just as they reached the entrance, a sales associate from inside the Louis Vuitton store politely stopped them.
[To be continued...]
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