37: Chapter 37: The Fantasies of Gold Diggers

Didn't she say she invited me over for a meal? Why, after I arrived, is she suddenly talking about giving me a chance to 'impress' her?

Honestly, Jiang Feng had absolutely zero interest in the woman before him, Zhao Siyu.

The woman was barely passable in terms of looks. However, the air of superiority about her and the snobbery in her speech made it hard for Jiang Feng to accept.

However, Jiang Feng was also curious to see what kind of tricks Zhao Siyu was trying to pull.

"Then how do you think I need to impress you?" Jiang Feng looked at Zhao Siyu curiously.

"Actually, I understand your predicament." "I know that the conditions I mentioned earlier are really a bit too hard for you to meet." "So, I've thought it over; we can discuss those conditions slowly later on." "I'm not a materialistic person, after all," Zhao Siyu suddenly said.

"Really?" Jiang Feng was slightly stunned. What did Zhao Siyu mean by saying all this? Could it be that this snobbish blind date had turned over a new leaf today?

"Really." "I also feel that you suit my taste." "So, as long as you are good to me now, I will give you a chance to pursue me," Zhao Siyu said, nodding sincerely.

"Then what counts as being good to you?" Jiang Feng sensed something was wrong and suddenly asked.

"It's very simple." "Later, you pay the bill here." "Then, take me shopping." "I've had my eye on a gold necklace recently; it's not heavy, just over thirty grams." "I believe you'll buy it for me, right?" "Also, I've set my sights on a Chanel bag, it's only a little over thirty thousand," Zhao Siyu said shamelessly.

"I pay for the meal, and then I have to buy you a gold necklace weighing over thirty grams?" "And a Chanel bag costing over thirty thousand?" Jiang Feng laughed just listening to this.

Not to mention that the things Zhao Siyu ordered on this table were at least several thousand. Just a gold necklace over thirty grams would cost forty or fifty thousand, right? Plus a Chanel bag over thirty thousand? This Zhao Siyu was not holding back at all.

She probably realized that she wouldn't be able to get any house, car, or dowry out of him, so she wanted to fleece him directly?

"Do you know how much the things you just mentioned cost?" "Do you know what the current gold price per gram is?" Jiang Feng was so amused he was practically laughing in anger as he asked Zhao Siyu.

"I know, the gold price is currently 1,300 per gram." "Everything I just mentioned adds up to just seventy or eighty thousand, right?" Zhao Siyu said very calmly, as if seventy or eighty thousand was just a tiny amount of money to her.

"It seems like this is our first time meeting today, right?" "On our first meeting, you want me to pay for seventy or eighty thousand worth of items for you?" Jiang Feng laughed. What has happened to this world?

"Is that strange?" "Isn't that how dating works nowadays?" "You wouldn't be unable to afford even this little amount, would you?" "If you can't even afford this, then I advise you not to come to the dating market to harm us women." "I heard from your mother that you've been working in Shanghai for several years. I thought you had made some money, but it turns out you're just a poor loser," Zhao Siyu said, immediately getting agitated upon hearing Jiang Feng's words, and started mocking him directly.

"Awesome. Enjoy your meal." "I'm leaving first." Jiang Feng said, preparing to get up and leave.

The world is big, and you really meet all kinds of people. He only came here to see what this so-called blind date wanted. But after arriving and seeing her in person, Jiang Feng lost all interest in finding out more.

"Wait, you can't leave!" Seeing Jiang Feng about to leave, Zhao Siyu panicked and shouted from behind him.

"Why?" Jiang Feng asked, turning around in confusion.

"You haven't paid for the meal yet," Zhao Siyu said.

"Didn't you say you were treating me to a meal?" "Besides, I didn't order a single dish, nor did I eat a single bite." "Why should I pay?" Jiang Feng chuckled. Although this table of food might only cost a few thousand, he was no sucker.

"How can you be so stingy and cheap!" "You're on a blind date with a girl, what's wrong with paying?" Zhao Siyu never expected Jiang Feng to be so stubborn. Usually, in these situations, men would just pay. But Jiang Feng was like a stone in a latrine—stinking and hard.

"I can't pay, I have no money." Jiang Feng said and prepared to turn and leave again.

This time, Zhao Siyu was truly anxious.

"Everyone, come and look! This man is too cheap. He came on a blind date and refuses to pay." "He even wants the girl to pay! Is there any justice?" Zhao Siyu started shouting throughout the restaurant, pointing at Jiang Feng as she did so.

Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Siyu pulled this move, all the diners in the restaurant looked at Jiang Feng. In an instant, various gazes followed: disdainful, curious, onlookers, and even contemptuous. Clearly, when faced with such things, people naturally side with the girl. Moreover, Zhao Siyu's performance was spot on, looking pitiful.

"This guy is so cheap." "On a blind date and wants the woman to pay." "He really can't afford to live." "At the very least, they should go Dutch." "Exactly, coming to such an expensive restaurant, probably just to act like a big spender, and now wants a free ride." "He's a disgrace to us men." The others in the restaurant started discussing it. Many women, swayed by Zhao Siyu's words, had already started criticizing Jiang Feng.

"You two, have you encountered some trouble?" Just then, the restaurant manager, seeing the situation, hurried over.

"Are you the restaurant manager?" "This man ate the food and doesn't want to pay." "He wants to dine and dash." "He even wants to take advantage of me." Upon seeing the manager, Zhao Siyu immediately started crying and complaining, looking pitiful.

If it were a manager who didn't know the truth, or one who feared trouble, they might really go and bother Jiang Feng. But who was this manager? He was the very same manager who had personally welcomed Jiang Feng at the restaurant entrance earlier. He had personally watched Jiang Feng get out of a rolls-royce phantom at the restaurant. That was a luxury car worth nearly ten million. Someone who could afford such a car, and was so young, was either a second-generation rich kid or some big shot. Therefore, the restaurant manager didn't dare to offend him at all.