For better or worse, I went and bought a car.

Half an hour later.

"Sir, the total is 6 million 187 thousand and 642 yuan. Here is your card and invoice. The temporary license plate is currently on it. If you have time, come back tomorrow afternoon and I'll switch it to the official license plate for you, and also give you window tinting and a gas card..."

The female salesperson handed Xiao Zhan the premium black card and invoice, her voice trembling with excitement.

This guy is so rich!

In the 3 months she had worked at the Bentley dealership, this was the first time she had encountered a customer like Xiao Zhan. His clothing was plain and even a bit shabby, but when he started spending, his extravagance knew no bounds.

A Mulsanne Bentley over 900 thousand yuan, no bargaining, no test drive, one look and he wanted to buy it, just whipping out his card to pay, as if buying a luxury car was no different to Xiao Zhan than buying a bag of pickles.

"Thanks."

Xiao Zhan took the premium black card and invoice, asking, "Can I drive the car away now?"

"Yes, of course."

Xiao Zhan turned around, got in the car, and sped off in a cloud of dust.

"He really bought it?"

"This guy really has that much money??"

"So cool! He spends money without even blinking!"

Only as they watched Xiao Zhan drive away from the dealership did the female salespeople across the way finally recover from their shock.

They stared wide-eyed at each other, regret piercing their guts!

They had been the first to spot Xiao Zhan entering the store, but failed to recognize the opportunity. Instead, they let a new intern make this once-in-a-lifetime sale.

Jealousy! Envy! Hate!

Unresigned!

Most importantly, that new girl's 3-month internship was nearly up. In just 3 days she would have been let go, but now, selling a Mulsanne Bentley was enough for her to be hired permanently.

"Damn!" One of the female salespersons glared fiercely at the new girl, snorting, "Stealing our big customer like that, we absolutely can't let this go."

"Yeah, what should we do, Sister Mei? We'll listen to you."

Another saleswoman asked.

"That's right."

"I'll listen to Sister Mei too."

The other saleswomen all nodded in agreement, seeming to treat that Sister Mei as their leader.

Sister Mei thought for a moment, coldly saying, "What else can we do? Obviously we have to find a way to get her to make a mistake, and have the boss fire her directly. Then that customer of hers will naturally fall into our hands."

"Good!"

"As expected of Sister Mei, just lift a finger and she can crush that girl, get her fired without even her last paycheck!"

"Humph, serves her right for always acting so high and mighty, unwilling to let customers touch her."

You say one thing, I say another, perfectly in tune.

Meanwhile, the new salesgirl thought she had found her savior in Xiao Zhan, securing her job. Oblivious to the calamity Xiao Zhan's luck had also brought her, making her the thorn in the side of those other saleswomen, who now sought to remove her at all costs...

...

At this time.

Xiao Zhan had already driven back to Rui Ding Mall.

"Muqiu, where's that cheap husband of yours?"

As soon as he returned to the clothing store, he heard Sun Ziyi's aggrieved voice complaining: "He was so enthusiastic earlier, promising to help move our things, then disappeared into thin air the moment we looked away. Don't tell me he's ditched us and gone home alone?"

"Jerk! Quick, call him, I'll give him a piece of my mind when he gets here!"

Su Muqiu was completely embarrassed.

She wanted to call Xiao Zhan too, but the key was she didn't even have his number.

"Sorry I'm late."

Xiao Zhan awkwardly smiled as he walked over, glancing around to see Su Muqiu and Sun Ziyi had taken away over half the clothes in the store, leaving only 30-40 pieces still hanging scattered on racks. The 80-100 pieces they had picked out were stuffed into sacks.

Two big sacks, at least over 100 jin each.

They really know how to shop.

"What's your deal? Where did you run off to? Do you even know to come back? Muqiu and I waited here for you for 10 minutes, we thought you'd run off!"

Su Muqiu didn't reproach him, but Sun Ziyi immediately launched into berating Xiao Zhan.

"There were too many clothes to carry conveniently, so I went to buy a car," Xiao Zhan casually explained. "Let's go, I'll drive you home now."

As he spoke, he grabbed a sack in each hand and lightly swung them onto his shoulders, the 100+ jin sacks as light as toys in his hands. He strode out of the store.

"Buy a car?"

Su Muqiu and Sun Ziyi exchanged a look, surprise and puzzlement in each other's eyes.

"Hey, wait!"

Too shy to pry, Su Muqiu held back, but Sun Ziyi had no such reservations. She hurried to catch up and asked, "Did you say you went out to buy a car?"

"Mm." Xiao Zhan nodded, still walking.

"What brand? How much? From when you disappeared to when you reappeared, it was 30 minutes top. You bought a car and came back in just half an hour? Trying to pull one over on us? Do you think we're 3 years old?"

Sun Ziyi clearly didn't believe him.

Too lazy to explain, Xiao Zhan picked up his pace and strode right out of Rui Ding Mall. Sun Ziyi returned to Su Muqiu's side, huffing, "Look at your cheap husband, his vanity even stronger than a woman's, bent on keeping up appearances no matter the cost!"

"Shaohui bought me a 15 thousand yuan pendant, so he buys you 90 thousand in clothes. Shaohui has a car, so he sneaks off to buy one behind our backs."

"I want to see just how much money is on that sketchy black card of his, what kind of car he could possibly buy."

"If it's not as nice as Shaohui's Benz, I'll beat him to death!"

Sun Ziyi gnashed her teeth.

Finally finding a rich playboy like Chen Shaohui for her boyfriend, Sun Ziyi had been full of superiority, deliberately asking Su Muqiu out to shop just to show off her man.

Yet Xiao Zhan had casually spent a small fortune, stealing Chen Shaohui's limelight and seriously damaging Sun Ziyi's sense of superiority.

She had already been unhappy to start with.

And now, with Chen Shaohui's hasty departure leaving Sun Ziyi alone, Xiao Zhan was still showing off his wealth and pretentiousness right in her face. How could she stand it?

Did they want to flaunt their affection right in front of her?

Please!

I'm the one who's supposed to show off my man here! And now my man's gone, yet you keep showing off endlessly. Have you considered my feelings at all? Do you have any sense of decency?

"He was in prison for 5 years, just got out today. How much money could he have?" Su Muqiu consoled her friend. "The black card is probably his savings from before prison. He just spent over 90 thousand in one go, there can't be much left. No way he can afford a Benz now."

"You're right!" Sun Ziyi nodded. Her suppressed sense of superiority instantly surged back up. Lifting her chin, she huffed, "A rapist just out of prison, how could he compare to a rich playboy like Shaohui?"

"If he really could afford a Benz, I'd...I'd even be his maid!" Sun Ziyi rashly spat out in her excitement.

Just then, Xiao Zhan strode over to the Mulsanne Bentley parked across the square, effortlessly lugging the two huge sacks...