CHAPTER 41: CHAPTER 41: DRESSED IN CHICKEN FEATHERS, PUTTING ON AIRS HERE!

A 200,000-yuan watch. Li Yifan’s eyes burned with fervor. So this is the ’suffering’ for a sugar mommy’s money? It’s nothing! Let the storm come even harder! he thought.

"Now you know who the real big spender is and who’s just faking it, right?" he said smugly. He then pointed to the shopping bags on the counter. "How are you going to handle these, ’Mr. Big Spender’?"

Sun Dasheng found his smug look rather amusing. "No need for the snide remarks. Just tell me, how much? I’ll buy everything."

Getting a nod from Zhang Cuixia, Li Yifan took the receipt from her handbag. "The total is 224,567 yuan. I’ll do you a favor and round it up. Just give us 230,000, and we’ll call it even."

Before Sun Dasheng could even react, Xiang Yiren was so angry she laughed. "This is the first time I’ve ever heard of rounding up."

"Well, now you have," Li Yifan said, his punchable expression infuriating her.

She whipped out her phone and transferred 230,000 yuan. "Consider the extra a donation for dog food."

She had acted so quickly that Sun Dasheng didn’t have time to stop her. He gently stroked her head as it rested on his shoulder and whispered, "How much of your pocket money do you have left? You must have spent it all, haven’t you?"

"I just didn’t like him talking to you like that," Xiang Yiren said coquettishly. "Besides, I haven’t spent much of the pocket money you gave me last time, and I still have some of my salary."

She’s a clever one, knowing just how to please a man. Sun Dasheng recognized her motives but didn’t mind. He took out his phone and tapped away.

A moment later...

DING-DONG!

A text message arrived on Xiang Yiren’s phone: a deposit notification for one million yuan.

"Thank you, darling."

Ignoring the crowd, she stood on her toes and gave him a sweet, long kiss, leaving a large, red hickey—a "strawberry"—on his cheek. Then, beaming, she took out a tissue and gently wiped it away.

Standing nearby, Fan Meili’s sharp eyes caught the number on the screen. Why does something this good never happen to me? she thought bitterly. What does she have that I don’t?

Just then, an irritating voice cut in. "Manager Fan, could you introduce this watch to us?"

Li Yifan was surprised that Xiang Yiren had paid for everything so readily, but he figured that must have wiped out her entire savings. Putting on a brave front when you’re broke, he snickered to himself.

Fan Meili maintained her professional smile and walked toward them.

Li Yifan grinned, glancing at Sun Dasheng’s group with smug satisfaction. This is the power of money.

But his expression froze the very next second. He watched as Fan Meili simply gestured to a sales associate. "Mei Mei, please come and introduce this product to our guests."

Mei Mei trotted over eagerly, a bright smile on her face. "Honored guests, I will now introduce this product to you. It’s this year’s new model, entirely handcrafted..."

Li Yifan and Zhang Cuixia barely heard the rest. A 200,000-yuan sale, and she just brushes it off? She passes it to a subordinate and gives up that huge commission?

They soon found out why.

Sun Dasheng took off the watch on his wrist. With a hint of regret, he said, "I’ve only had this for a few days and it’s already broken. Miss Fan, could you see if it can be repaired?"

"Oh, what a shame. This is a limited edition worth 1.8 million yuan."

A 1.8-million-yuan watch? Li Yifan’s brain went into standby mode. Poverty truly limits one’s imagination, he thought.

Zhang Cuixia was also stunned. She had that kind of money, but it was all tied up in investments that had recently lost value and couldn’t be withdrawn. Even if she could get it out, she would never spend that much on a single timepiece.

Fan Meili examined the watch carefully and nodded. "It can be repaired, but its value on the second-hand market will drop quite a bit afterward."

"It doesn’t matter. I wasn’t planning on selling it anyway," Sun Dasheng said nonchalantly.

"That’s true. A big boss like you would never sell a watch. That was thoughtless of me," Fan Meili quickly apologized. She then reminded him, "Since the damage was from personal use, the repair costs will likely be substantial. I would love to offer you the service for free, but unfortunately, I don’t have that authority."

"No problem! How long will it take?" Sun Dasheng asked.

"This particular model can’t be repaired in the Greater China region. It needs to be sent to our headquarters, so it might take some time," Fan Meili explained.

As she handed the watch to the after-sales staff, she noticed Sun Dasheng’s bare wrist and cleverly suggested, "Do you need to purchase one to wear in the meantime?"

"That’s a good idea." Having gotten used to wearing a watch, his wrist suddenly felt bare, as if something were missing.

"What price range are you considering?" Fan Meili asked, her smile growing wider.

"Just show me what you have. I’m not too concerned about the price, as long as I like the look of it," Sun Dasheng said, then added, "Find a suitable one for her as well."

Xiang Yiren clung to his arm like a delicate bird, her eyes glistening.

Soon, they had made their selections, choosing a matching pair of couple’s watches from a Patek Philippe special limited edition series: the men’s 5575G-001 and the women’s 7175R-001.

Because they were limited editions, their current price was much higher than the original release price. The men’s watch cost over 1.2 million yuan, and the women’s was over 800,000 yuan.

Sun Dasheng paid without hesitation and put the watch on Xiang Yiren’s wrist right then and there. Then they held their wrists together, the two timepieces complementing each other perfectly.

At that moment, Li Yifan grew anxious. The other couple had already bought watches worth millions while they were still haggling over a 200,000-yuan piece. It was obvious at a glance who the real tycoon was and who was just pretending.

"Sis, let’s just buy it. It looks like we really can’t get a discount on this watch," Li Yifan whispered to her.

"The gentleman is right, big sister. This watch is a new release, so we truly cannot offer a discount," Mei Mei said, forcing a smile. She was on the verge of going mad from their haggling and had already repeated herself several times.

"Who are you calling ’big sister’? Do I look that old to you?" Zhang Cuixia snapped. Not wanting to waste money on the watch anymore, she seized the excuse to cause a scene and back out of the purchase. "Get your manager over here! I want to see how she trains her staff! Do they even know how to talk to customers? Who is she calling ’big sister’?"

Mei Mei was dumbfounded. She had seen all kinds of customers try to find excuses to leave when they couldn’t afford something, but she had never seen anything like this.

Having finalized Mr. Sun’s major purchase, Fan Meili heard the commotion and hurried over. After she inquired about the situation, a wronged-looking Mei Mei recounted the events.

Fan Meili’s gaze fell on Zhang Cuixia, and she understood immediately. She’s just trying to save face. She doesn’t want to buy it anymore, but after all her bragging, she doesn’t want to lose face either. That guy they mocked as a loser just spent millions without a second thought, while she’s still agonizing over a 200,000-yuan watch. The contrast must sting. That’s why she’s lashing out, using Mei Mei’s words as a flimsy excuse to make a scene.

Mei Mei is young enough to be her daughter. What’s wrong with being called ’big sister’? But the store’s reputation came first. Fan Meili had no choice but to pretend to admonish Mei Mei, making a mental note to console her after her shift.

The couple linked arms and walked out with an air of triumph.

"Dressed to the nines, but with zero class," Xiang Yiren gently delivered the final blow.

Hearing her comment, the pair at the door stumbled before hastening their steps, desperate to leave the cursed place. They couldn’t bear to stay another second.