42: Chapter 42 Does he really think he's something special?

Zhou Wenying was getting annoyed by the bald man, her tone turning cold: "The two of you, my friend and I are still eating and enjoying our time together. Please stop bothering us."

President Wang and Liu Meng were taken aback, their expressions shifting in different ways.

The bald man's face darkened, but since she had put it that way, he felt too embarrassed to keep pestering them.

Liu Meng, on the other hand, looked slightly pleased and quickly dragged her benefactor to another table to eat.

"Big Brother, I'm full. Let's go." Zhou Wenying couldn't be bothered with the pair; she finished her meal, stood up, and left with Jiang Jing.

Jiang Jing nodded and reached out to take Zhou Wenying's hand: "Let's go."

After leaving the restaurant, Zhou Wenying let out a long sigh: "Oh my god! That was so awkward! Liu Meng is my college roommate, and she's always been jealous that I'm more popular than her..."

"Don't worry about them," Jiang Jing said casually. "Do you want to go for a walk?"

Zhou Wenying's eyes lit up: "Sure! I was just thinking about checking out some new bags!"

They took the elevator down to the luxury goods section on the third floor of the mall. In the Chanel store, Zhou Wenying set her eyes on a classic CF bag priced at over fifty thousand.

She tried it on several times, unable to put it down, but after sneaking a peek at the price tag, she reluctantly placed it back.

"Don't you like it?" Jiang Jing asked.

"It's too expensive..." Zhou Wenying whispered. "That's more than my living expenses for half a year."

Jiang Jing smiled but said nothing. He knew Zhou Wenying was hinting for him to pay, but he deliberately chose not to take the bait.

To hook the prey, one must maintain control and not be led by the nose, otherwise, one just becomes another person's fish.

When they strolled over to the Hermès boutique, Zhou Wenying's pace slowed significantly.

She couldn't take her eyes off the Birkin bag displayed in the window, but the price of over a hundred thousand made her lack the courage to even go inside and try it on.

"Want to go in and take a look?" Jiang Jing asked.

"Is... is that okay?" Zhou Wenying's eyes lit up.

The Hermès sales associate greeted them warmly: "Good afternoon, sir and madam. What can I help you with?"

Zhou Wenying's gaze was glued to a cherry blossom pink Birkin bag: "This one... can I try it on?"

The sales associate looked troubled: "I'm sorry, madam, but this model requires a purchase history to qualify for purchase..."

"Purchase history?" Zhou Wenying looked confused.

"It means you have to buy a certain amount of other items first to qualify to buy this bag," Jiang Jing explained. "Usually, it's a one-to-one ratio."

"So that means..." Zhou Wenying calculated, "I have to buy over a hundred thousand in other items just to be able to buy this bag?"

The sales associate nodded: "And there's also a waiting list..."

Zhou Wenying sighed in disappointment. Just then, the store door pushed open, and Liu Meng walked in, arm-in-arm with President Wang.

"Oh! What a coincidence!" President Wang said happily. He and Liu Meng had been following them for a long time, just looking for an opportunity to get close again.

"Are you here to look at Hermès too?" She deliberately swung the Birkin bag in her hand. "President Wang just bought this for me last week. The purchase history cost two hundred thousand!"

President Wang's gaze was glued back onto Zhou Wenying: "Which one does Miss Zhou like? I'll buy it for you! Let's just consider it making a friend!"

Liu Meng's face turned livid instantly: "Honey! You promised to buy me a diamond ring next month!"

"Shut up!" President Wang barked, then turned a sycophantic smile toward Zhou Wenying. "How about it? Pick whatever you want!"

Jiang Jing watched the two, speechless. He hadn't wanted to deal with them before because he viewed them as clowns, and he was just in the mood to watch a show.

But if he didn't teach them a lesson, they were going to start thinking they could sit at the same table as him!

Sure enough, when dealing with idiots like this, you have to slap them hard in the face. Only when it hurts will they know to get lost.

"Sigh~ What an absolute idiot!" Jiang Jing suddenly sighed, as if he had heard something disgusting, looking quite speechless.

President Wang's face darkened instantly: "Young man, what are you saying!?"

"Nothing much," Jiang Jing said bluntly. "I just think your way of showing off is too low-class."

"You!" President Wang's face turned liver-colored. "Young man, don't be too arrogant! Do you know who I am?"

"The Vice President of Hongyuan Group, right?" Jiang Jing said lazily. "You already introduced yourself just now."

Liu Meng immediately chimed in: "President Wang is worth hundreds of millions and has extensive connections in Rong City! Some people shouldn't fail to appreciate what's good for them!" She hinted pointedly. "Stop acting like you're some big shot!"

Zhou Wenying was so angry her face turned red: "You're talking nonsense! Jiang Jing is not..."

"Wen Ying," Jiang Jing gently pressed her hand and shook his head. "It's a waste of breath to talk to people like this."

Seeing this, President Wang thought Jiang Jing was chickening out and became even more smug: "Miss Zhou, what kind of future can you have with a poor kid like this?"

He pulled out a gold card and slapped it on the counter. "Whatever you fancy today, just buy it. I'll pay!"

Jiang Jing looked at him as if he were an idiot. He really couldn't understand how someone who was at least a president could act like a moron.

Haven't you ever seen a woman before!?

"President Wang, is it?" Jiang Jing said unhurriedly. "Why don't we play a game?"

"What kind of game?" the bald man asked, somewhat confused.

"Simple! We take turns buying an item, and we see who buys the most expensive one! The loser..."

"The loser has to shout 'I am an idiot' three times. How about that?" Jiang Jing looked at President Wang playfully.

He really felt that this guy had something wrong with his brain...

The crowd watching let out a burst of laughter, and President Wang's face turned liver-colored with rage.

He was the Vice President of Hongyuan Group, but his actual annual salary was only two or three million, and with under-the-table income, it could barely reach five million.

"Honey, compete with him!" Liu Meng urged, completely oblivious to the danger. "Let him see what you're capable of!"

Seeing how confident Jiang Jing was, President Wang felt a bit guilty, but the arrow was already on the string, and he couldn't back down. He had to bite the bullet and agree: "Let's compete then! Who's afraid of who!"

This guy is just a pretty boy; he probably just has a little money and a face to trick girls!

Yes! That's it!

Zhou Wenying worriedly tugged at Jiang Jing's sleeve: "This... isn't this a bit much..."

"It's fine," Jiang Jing winked at her. "Just think of it as entertainment."

The game officially began.

Jiang Jing's goal was very clear. He walked straight into the Cartier boutique and pointed directly at the store's signature piece: "That diamond necklace, take it out and let me see it."

"Sir, you have a good eye," the store manager came up personally. "This is Cartier's latest high-end jewelry collection. The main diamond is 5.2 carats, D color, IF clarity, with a total price of 8.8 million."

"Wrap it up." Jiang Jing didn't even ask if Zhou Wenying liked it.

President Wang was stunned—8.8 million! That was almost two years of his income!

This pretty boy just bought it like that!? Is he playing around!!

"President Wang?" Jiang Jing looked at him with a half-smile. "It's your turn."

"I... I..." President Wang's lips trembled, and finally, like a deflated ball, he slumped onto the sofa. "I admit defeat..."

He couldn't possibly spend his entire fortune on a diamond necklace just because of a petty rivalry.

The store fell silent.

Everyone looked at the middle-aged man who, just a few minutes ago, had been arrogant, but was now as pathetic as a stray dog.

"You're giving up already?" Jiang Jing shook his head regretfully. "I thought we could play for a bit longer."

President Wang was slumped on the sofa, while Liu Meng had completely forgotten her position, staring at Jiang Jing in fascination—this was a real billionaire!

"President Wang?" Jiang Jing looked at President Wang with a half-smile. "It's your turn."

President Wang's lips trembled, and it took a long time before he squeezed out a sentence: "I... I admit defeat..."

"Oh?" Jiang Jing raised an eyebrow. "And the bet..."

President Wang's face turned liver-colored, and he said stubbornly: "Young man, leave a way out for others when doing things, so we can meet again in the future..."

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