If Xiao Zhan knew the password and the payment was successful, it would be enough to prove that he was the owner of that black card. Although Qian Yiming suspected from a distance of a few meters away after taking just two glances, he couldn't confirm whether that black card was really the legendary supreme black card.
Beep beep beep...
After a moment, accompanied by a familiar light sound, a bill was spit out from the bottom of the POS machine, representing a successful payment.
"Oh my god, this guy really has money???"
The first to cry out was Sun Ziyi: "Muqiu, he was locked up in prison for five full years, wasn't he? He couldn't even get out of the prison gate, where did he get so much money?"
"Nearly one million! He couldn't have just gotten out of prison and went to rob someone, right?"
Sun Ziyi really couldn't think of any other explanation. Recalling Xiao Zhan's violent tendencies to get physical at the slightest provocation, she actually felt that robbery was more reasonable.
"This..."
Su Muqiu shook her head: "I don't know either."
She really didn't know.
If there weren't so many people present, she couldn't restrain her intense curiosity and wanted to pull Xiao Zhan aside to get to the bottom of this.
"It's all because of my big mouth! Lost such a big customer..."
The salesperson who spoke rudely earlier secretly glanced at the numbers displayed on the bill, his face was ashen, and his heart was bleeding. He hated that he couldn't slap himself a few times, nearly 50,000 yuan in commission had flown away just like that.
"It really is his card!"
Qian Yiming's mouth twitched a few times as his thoughts spun rapidly: "It's better to believe it exists than not. If that black card isn't the legendary supreme card, there are plenty of opportunities for revenge, but if it is the supreme card, and I call someone over to beat him up, the consequences would be unimaginable. So for now, I'll go back and investigate clearly first..."
With this thought, he turned and left.
"Hey, Brother Ming don't go yet. That punk hasn't been taught a lesson yet."
The young woman covered her face as she stood up, crying and shouting. She turned back to glare at Xiao Zhan resentfully, before chasing off in dissatisfaction.
So... they left just like that?
What about calling people over to beat Xiao Zhan to death?
What about if they can't beat Xiao Zhan to death, they'll share his surname from now on?
After getting hit and spewing vicious words, bluffing halfway then chickening out? Running away in defeat? The precious son of the richest man, is he really that irresponsible?
Clearly this wasn't Qian Yiming's usual style!
"It seems there's some issue with that card..."
Chen Shaohui's eyebrows furrowed slightly as his mind raced. He understood Qian Yiming somewhat. It was absolutely impossible that Qian Yiming was scared away by Xiao Zhan's kick just now or just a mere 900,000+ yuan.
So the problem could only be with Xiao Zhan's strange black card!
"Not bad for the richest man's son, he's got some insight."
Others might not know, but Xiao Zhan was very clear why Qian Yiming had suddenly left. He put away the supreme black card, then turned to look at Su Muqiu with a smile. "Wife, all the clothes in this store now belong to you, take whatever you like."
"I..."
Even until now, Su Muqiu still felt somewhat unreal. She said awkwardly, "There's so many clothes, I can't possibly wear them all. You're too wasteful."
"Then let Ziyi help you, you can wear them together."
Xiao Zhan looked towards Sun Ziyi.
"Me?"
Sun Ziyi was a bit surprised. She humphed, "There's at least over a hundred pieces of clothing in this store. Even with me it's useless, plus a large portion of the sizes and styles simply don't suit Muqiu and me."
"Is that so."
Xiao Zhan thought for a moment, then smiled, "No problem, we can do without the unsuitable ones."
"Doing without is unacceptable!"
Upon hearing this, the salesperson whose heart was bleeding stood up and shook his head, "Sir, our store does not allow returns for sold merchandise. If you just rented out the place earlier to show off to Young Master Qian, and now that Young Master Qian has left, you want to go back on your word, that would not be proper."
Xiao Zhan had bluffed around for half the day, and this salesperson's heart had bled for half the day in indignation. Now the bill was settled, Qian Yiming had left too, yet Xiao Zhan wanted to take back the bluff and refund the money he had paid?
No way!
Finally there was a chance to vent, how could that salesperson possibly let it go!
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ial death, also known as "shè sǐ" in Chinese, generally refers to... well, never mind, it's not important. My name is Ye Cheng, and I'm about to experience social death firsthand. ... 【Host, your mission is to confess your love to the young lady of the Dongfang family, the current student council president, in a way that will be unforgettable for everyone at the freshman ceremony!】 【Host, assist the girl with a sprained ankle in front of you to reach the infirmary, and fulfill the wicked thoughts in your heart!】 【Host, act on your desires and punish the arrogant young lady before you mercilessly!】 【Host, follow your instincts—abandon shameful surrender, begging, or groveling, and ruthlessly criticize the domineering, ill-mannered young lady in front of you!】 【Host...】 Ye Cheng: "Here, here, you take this host role—I quit!" Wait, why is the girl with a sprained ankle the daughter of a mafia boss? And what kind of punishment method is this for the arrogant young lady? Also, who the heck said anything about wicked thoughts in my heart? Come out here, let’s settle this one-on-one!!! ... The haughty student council president, the scheming mafia princess, the fragile yandere young lady, the airheaded maid-in-waiting, the mixed-blood loli/...
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