129: Chapter 128: A whopping three million! A slap in the face to the gold-digging woman!

Qin Feng stood with one hand in his pocket, his long legs blocking the way.

His face was expressionless, his gaze passing over their heads to stare at the Sales Guide, who was busy dusting.

"Where are you going?"

Ye Qingcheng stopped and looked back at him.

"Why stay here if we're not leaving?"

"To endure someone else's attitude?"

Shen Man stood to the side with her head bowed.

The confidence she had felt while flirting with the man in the elevator just moments ago was completely crushed by that 800,000 price tag.

The Sales Guide stopped what she was doing.

She switched the feather duster to her left hand and took two steps closer in her high heels.

"Sir, we are about to receive customers with appointments."

"If you have no intention of purchasing, please do not block the entrance."

The intent to kick them out was clear in her tone.

Qin Feng did not move aside.

He raised his right hand and pointed his index finger directly at the beige leather sofa in the center of the showroom.

"That sofa."

The Sales Guide paused, her tone laced with impatience.

"Sir, as I said before, that is a limited edition."

"It requires full payment to reserve, 800,000."

Qin Feng ignored her.

He moved his finger, tracing a semi-circle across the showroom.

It pointed to the marble dining table that Shen Man had touched earlier.

Then, to the velvet double bed frame further inside.

Finally, it settled on the tiered crystal chandelier hanging overhead.

"And that dining table."

"The bed frame."

"And this chandelier."

Qin Feng looked at the Sales Guide, who was still maintaining a professional, fake smile.

His voice was low and his tone was flat, yet it carried clearly throughout the entire showroom.

"I want all of these."

The expression on the Sales Guide's face froze.

"Sir, stop joking."

"The total for all of these is over two million."

"Besides, the display items are not for direct sale."

Qin Feng turned his head, his gaze falling on Shen Man's exquisitely made-up face.

"These items."

Qin Feng said.

"Consider them a wedding gift from Ye Qingcheng to you."

Shen Man jerked her head up.

Her peach-blossom eyes widened, her red lips slightly parted.

It felt as if someone had stuffed a lit firecracker into her brain, causing it to explode.

Over two million in furniture?

A gift for her?

Shen Man's gaze swept back and forth across Qin Feng's face.

The man's gaze was terrifyingly calm; he didn't seem to be joking at all.

Shen Man's breathing grew rapid.

The neckline of her tight-fitting knit dress was stretched taut, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin.

She bit her lower lip, her heart in turmoil.

Why was Qin Feng suddenly giving such an expensive gift?

Was it really because of Ye Qingcheng?

Ye Qingcheng was just a police officer living on a fixed salary; how could she ever repay a favor worth over two million?

Shen Man's gaze drifted downward, landing on Qin Feng's tall, sturdy frame.

Could it be because of how forward she had been in the elevator earlier?

Did he understand her hints?

With Ye Qingcheng's stiff personality, how could she ever handle a man like him?

He must have taken a liking to her.

He must have taken a liking to her body, which was much more curvaceous than Ye Qingcheng's.

An 800,000 sofa, a gift worth over two million—this was his way of testing her.

It was his response to her deliberately showing off her curves when she sat on that sofa earlier.

Shen Man felt her legs go weak.

If she could hook up with a man like this, her fiancé, who drove a beat-up Audi, would be worth nothing.

"Ding! Detected Shen Man experiencing 'vanity,' 'secret joy,' and 'fantasizing'!"

"Current favorability +10!"

"Total favorability: 20!"

Qin Feng heard the system notification ring in his mind.

He sneered inwardly.

So it was already at 20?

He had originally planned to use this two million in hard cash to smash her favorability rating up to the passing mark after swiping his card.

He hadn't expected that a simple, offhand comment about giving a gift would do the trick.

He hadn't even taken the money out yet.

And yet, this woman's favorability had already met the requirement.

It seemed this so-called "elite from a foreign firm" was even more materialistic at her core than the gold-diggers in nightclubs.

That ridiculous vanity of hers was fully exposed the moment money was dangled in front of her.

As long as the favorability was at 20, spending this money would trigger the cashback.

He didn't care what kind of messy daydreams she was having.

As long as she could serve as a tool for him to farm money, that was all that mattered.

Qin Feng withdrew his gaze.

He reached his right hand into his suit's inner pocket.

With two fingers, he pulled out a Black Card.

He handed it directly to the Sales Guide.

"Swipe it."

Qin Feng silently recited to himself.

"I am the european emperor!"

The massive roulette wheel in the system background instantly appeared, its pointer spinning rapidly.

The fake smile on the Sales Guide's face froze completely.

She stared at the Black Card in Qin Feng's hand, which shimmered with a metallic luster.

Then she looked at the furniture in the showroom, which added up to over two million.

A distinct gulp sounded from her throat.

"S-Sir..."

The Sales Guide stammered.

"The display items really aren't for sale..."

"Is two million not enough?"

Qin Feng interrupted her.

"I'll pay three million."

"The extra is your personal commission."

"Have everything moved and delivered to this address by midnight tonight."

"Any problems?"

The Sales Guide's eyes widened instantly, her hands trembling like a leaf.

A price difference of over 700,000!

She had never seen that much money in her life.

"No problems!"

"Mr. Qin, please wait a moment! I'll process the paperwork for you right away!"

The Sales Guide took the Black Card with both hands, her waist bent so low she was almost bowing to the floor.

Several other Sales Guides nearby, who had been busy with other customers, stopped what they were doing.

They turned their heads to stare intently at the scene.

Their faces were filled with shock and regret.

They wished they had been the ones to serve Qin Feng.

Ye Qingcheng stood to the side, completely stunned.

Watching Qin Feng pull out his card, her mind was in a chaotic mess.

Over two million?

Plus the extra 700,000, that was a full three million.

Just to buy a few pieces of furniture?

Just because that Sales Guide had a bad attitude, he was going to use his money to ruthlessly smash through their rules?

Ye Qingcheng gritted her teeth.

She knew Qin Feng was wealthy; this amount of money was just a drop in the bucket for him.

But this was an absurd way to spend it.

And he had insisted on using her name to give it to Shen Man as a wedding gift.

Shen Man was already prone to overthinking.

She had been flirting with Qin Feng in the elevator earlier, practically throwing herself at him.

Now that Qin Feng had pulled this stunt, what would Shen Man think?

She would definitely think that Qin Feng had taken a liking to her.

That girl would probably cook up some melodramatic fantasy and might even dump her fiancé.

Yet, despite everything, Ye Qingcheng felt a sense of satisfaction in her heart.

That Sales Guide had been so condescending earlier.

Qin Feng's actions were genuinely standing up for her.

He had given her plenty of face.

This man was overbearing and completely unreasonable, yet he made her feel secure.

Ye Qingcheng's chest heaved violently.

Her chest, encased in her tactical gear, rose and fell with her rapid breathing.

She stepped forward and grabbed hold of Qin Feng's suit sleeve.

"Qin Feng!"

Ye Qingcheng suddenly called out his name.