43: Chapter 43 Pan Xingyue's Shock

Wang Biao panicked at this moment as well.

"Big brother, you're serious."

He really wasn't planning on letting those ten thousand or so yuan go, was he!

Huang Ying and the other shop assistants were also stunned when they heard Li Luo's words.

A million-yuan watch wasn't that easy to sell; even though the shop had been open for a long time, the number of such watches sold could be counted on one hand.

Li Luo smiled.

"You'll know soon enough whether I'm crazy or not. If you aren't afraid of me running away, I'll go get it myself!"

Huang Ying finally snapped out of it and, with a mix of belief and doubt, picked up the POS machine and let Li Luo go get it.

Even if he were given a hundred times more courage, he wouldn't dare; this wasn't a small amount of money.

If it weren't for the man's extraordinary attire and the fact that he claimed to be Xingyue's boyfriend, she would have definitely demanded he take it off right then and there.

It wasn't that she was afraid customers couldn't afford it, but rather that payment had to be made on the spot.

She would never normally let someone take it outside and then follow them to get a card to swipe for payment.

If the person ran off, her time as store manager would be over, and she'd be saddled with the debt.

"Let's go. It's not far, just at the entrance."

Hearing it was at the entrance, Huang Ying slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Pan Xingyue was still in a daze, Li Luo intentionally provoked her.

"How about you don't go? It's the same if your manager goes."

Pan Xingyue finally came to her senses.

"I'm going. Why wouldn't I? I want to see what on earth you're up to."

Did he really win the lottery before treating me to that big meal last time?

So Li Luo walked in front, with Huang Ying following closely by his side.

Huang Ying was practically sticking to Li Luo as they walked, so she could grab him in time if anything happened.

Pan Xingyue, Wang Biao, and several other female sales assistants followed, leaving only one female assistant behind to watch the shop.

Behind them was an even larger crowd of onlookers; they also wanted to see if this man was just posing or if he truly had the means.

The purpose of onlookers' existence is to bring a little joy to this terrible world.

Seeing a group of people heading toward the mall exit, more and more onlookers joined the procession after learning what was happening.

This world is never short of curious people.

As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.

A few minutes later.

The group arrived at the mall entrance, and Wang Biao became even more uneasy. He couldn't really be buying it, could he?

If it really came down to it, spending some money to avert disaster was a small matter.

But if he truly offended some powerful figure, he would be finished.

Just then, the security guard who was watching Li Luo's car saw the Young Master approaching.

He hurried forward to flatter him.

"Boss, you're here. I've been watching it the whole time; no one has touched it."

Pan Xingyue listened with a confused expression; she knew what kind of car Li Luo drove.

Did that car need a security guard to watch it?

Was he that idle? Or did he change cars?

Everyone was a bit surprised to see the security guard sucking up to the man. Could he really be playing the pig to eat the tiger?

As they continued forward a few more steps.

They saw a pure white sports car with a super cool, streamlined design.

Especially the black stallion on the front, leaping high.

As Li Luo took out the car key and pressed unlock.

Wang Biao's face turned pale, and he slumped directly onto the ground.

Li Luo's words from earlier echoed in his ears. It was over; he didn't doubt the connections of a Second-generation rich like this at all.

"Vroom..." Only then did the people around realize he was truly a big shot.

"Holy crap, a ferrari! It's so damn cool."

"This Young Master is so impressive. Which family's son is he?"

"What model of ferrari is this? Why does it look even cooler than other ferraris!"

"Let me take a photo and look it up. Found it! It's a ferrari sf90. Holy crap, the cheapest one is five million!"

"What? The cheapest is five million? Is it really that exaggerated?"

Someone also said jealously.

"It couldn't be a rental, could it? I heard renting a car only costs a few thousand a day."

"A rental? Do you even have eyes?"

That person retorted.

"Tell me then, how do I lack vision?"

The speaker mocked.

"Stubborn even when called out. This is clearly a brand-new car just bought; can't you see it doesn't even have license plates yet? Go try and rent one like that for me."

The person was left speechless by the rebuttal.

"I just secretly took a photo of the interior. The internet says this model costs over eight million."

"Over eight million? My goodness, this is my husband! Husband, do you want a wife?"

"Male god, do you need a younger brother? I've trained my backside."

"Get lost, you're so damn disgusting."

"That rascal is finished. Offending such a super Second-generation rich, it looks like he won't be able to stay in Jiangning anymore."

"Not being able to stay is a small matter. If some 'accident' happens in the next couple of days... you know what I mean!"

"Really? Is it that scary?"

"Of course. You guys don't know jack. If someone like that really wants to mess with you, you won't even know how you died. That's the power of capital."

"I completely agree with that. Since ancient times, the poor don't fight the rich. Can't you see that rascal is already slumped on the ground?"

"His face is terrifyingly pale; he probably knows the consequences himself."

"He deserves it. Who told him to have such a foul mouth? He offended a big shot's girlfriend. Now he's kicked a steel plate; he'll learn his lesson from now on."

"I forgot, I don't even know if there will be a 'from now on' for him."

Wang Biao was scared to death as he heard the chatter around him. They wouldn't find someone to take him out tonight, would they?

What should I do!

Does this mean I have to say goodbye to my fried rice?

Huang Ying and the other sales assistants also looked at Li Luo in shock.

Then they looked at Pan Xingyue.

"I say, you found such a rich boyfriend and yet you're here putting on an act with us!"

One of the female sales assistants, Xiao Xi, said jealously.

"Xingyue really is something, finding such an incredible Young Master and still pretending with us."

Another sales assistant, Yuanyuan, said.

"Yeah, I really envy Xingyue. Why even work? If it were me, I'd have gone back to be a Young Mistress long ago, with nannies waiting on me hand and foot. Who would still live this life of a beast of burden?"

They ignored the envious gazes of the people around them.

Pan Xingyue was also staring at Li Luo, dumbfounded, her mind a complete blank.

She remembered Li Luo was still driving a BYD just a few days ago!

How was he driving a supercar today?

How big of a prize must he have won!

Seeing Li Luo come out with a card, Pan Xingyue hurriedly asked.

"Li Luo, is this your car?"

"Yeah! Isn't it obvious? I just bought it today. There's another one you'll see in a few days; it wasn't in stock here, so it's still out of town."

"You bought two?"

"Yeah! This one is cool, right? But that one is even cooler."

"What kind of car is the other one you bought?"

"A lamborghini! You'll see when the time comes; it's absolutely badass."

Pan Xingyue looked at the excited Li Luo and said somewhat numbly.

"How much was it?"

"Which one? This one or the one I haven't picked up yet?"

"How much for each?"

Li Luo said casually.

"This one was eight million, and the other was eleven million."

Everyone listened and clicked their tongues in secret; didn't that mean this Young Master had spent twenty million today?

So damn rich. One wasn't enough, he just bought two.