192: Chapter 192 The System Unleashes Its Power, Slapping Faces!

Manager Li's smile faltered.

"Sir, I've been so polite, but if you continue like this, you're just not giving me face. You might not know this, but this necklace costs twenty-eight thousand. Are you sure you can afford it? Don't end up with insufficient funds when you go to swipe your card; that would be embarrassing for everyone."

A smile slowly curled onto Wang Yang's lips.

He took out his phone, pulled up the equity document the system had just generated, and showed the screen to Manager Li.

"Take a look at this first."

Manager Li frowned and leaned in to take a look.

Then, his pupils contracted sharply.

On that equity transfer agreement, the first party was Chenguang Jewelry Group, and the second party was Wang Yang.

Equity stake: 100%.

Stamped with the official seal, it was already in effect.

"Th-this is..."

His voice trembled, and beads of sweat broke out on his forehead, trickling down his cheeks.

He jerked his head up to look at Wang Yang, his eyes wide as if he'd seen a ghost.

"W-Wang, President Wang. I'm sorry, I... I didn't know it was you. I—"

Wang Yang took his phone back.

"Do you know now?"

Manager Li's legs turned to jelly, and he nodded frantically.

"I know, I know."

"Then do you know who this store belongs to now?"

"It's yours, it's President Wang's."

Manager Li bent over like a shrimp, his voice shaking.

"President Wang, I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry. I was blind and failed to recognize a superior; everything I said just now was bullshit. Please be the bigger person."

Wang Yang looked at him, his tone indifferent.

"Wrap up the necklace."

"Yes, yes, yes! Immediately! Right away!"

Manager Li ran over himself, hurriedly picking the necklace up from the counter.

He wrapped it in velvet, placed it inside an exquisite jewelry box, and then put it into a branded paper bag.

He handed it to Ye Xueying with both hands, his waist bent so low it nearly touched his knees.

"This lady, please take this. We were blind before; please be the bigger person and don't hold it against us."

Ye Xueying took the paper bag in a daze, still unable to process what had just happened.

She looked down at the jewelry box inside the bag, then looked up at Wang Yang.

Then she looked at Manager Li, who was bowing beside them, her mind completely blank.

Just a moment ago, this person had been arrogant, saying they couldn't afford it, but now he was bowing and calling her "this lady."

That woman just now had pointed at her nose and mocked her, but now she had scurried away in defeat.

And Wang Yang, from start to finish, had just stood beside her with a smile on his lips, his tone of voice never even changing.

She opened her mouth, her voice trembling slightly.

"Brother Wang, when, when did you become the owner of this store?"

Watching her dazed expression, Wang Yang smiled.

He reached out and gently flicked her nose.

"Just now. When that woman was chirping away."

Ye Xueying blinked, still not processing it.

"But, but you were just standing here the whole time. You didn't make any calls, you didn't do anything."

The corner of Wang Yang's mouth curled up as he leaned into her ear and lowered his voice.

"I have magic. Whoever bullies you, I'll just buy the place they're in."

Ye Xueying's face turned bright red instantly, flushing from her cheeks to her ears, and down to her neck.

"You, you're teasing me again."

Wang Yang smiled and stepped back, looking at her.

"Why would I tease you? In the future, whatever jewelry you want to wear, just come here and pick whatever you like. It's our own store; no need to spend money."

Ye Xueying lowered her head, her fingers gently stroking the paper bag.

Her heart was beating so fast it felt like it was going to jump out of her throat; her nose felt sour, and her eyes grew warm.

He had bought this store.

Not her dad, not her uncle, but Wang Yang.

In just those few minutes.

Because that woman said she couldn't afford it.

He bought the entire store.

Just because she had been told a few nasty words.

Her fingers gripped the handles of the paper bag tightly, her knuckles turning white.

It wasn't hurt, it was being touched.

It was the feeling of being held in someone's palm and protected like a treasure.

Mrs. Wang had watched the entire scene from the side, her mouth hanging open wide enough to fit an egg.

"Manager Li, what is the meaning of this? Isn't he—"

Manager Li straightened his back, turned to look at her, and the expression on his face changed completely.

The sycophantic, fawning smile from moments ago had vanished entirely, replaced by a business-like coldness.

"Mrs. Wang, please watch your language. This is our store's new owner, President Wang."

The woman's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.

"Ow-owner? Him? A green kid?"

Her husband, standing beside her, was also stunned, still clutching his car keys with an expression like he'd swallowed a fly.

"New owner? When did this happen?"

Manager Li looked at him coldly.

"It just happened a moment ago. Mr. Wang, Mrs. Wang, this necklace has already been purchased by President Wang. If you two still wish to shop here, you may look at other styles. However—"

He paused, emphasizing his tone.

"Please show President Wang and this lady the proper respect. Otherwise, this store does not welcome you."

The woman's face turned the color of pig liver, and her lips trembled.

"You, you!"

Her husband pulled on her arm from the side, lowering his voice.

"Let's go, let's go. We can't afford to lose any more face."

"But that necklace—"

"Forget the necklace! It's their store! Don't you understand yet!"

The woman froze, the curses in her mouth stuck in her throat; she couldn't say a single word.

She glanced at Wang Yang, then at Ye Xueying, who was leaning against Wang Yang.

That young girl was looking down, her face flushed, holding the necklace she had dreamed of in her hands.

And she, like a clown, stood there, having been slapped in the face in public from start to finish.

The two of them turned around in defeat and hurried toward the door.

The woman almost twisted her ankle in her high heels, and her husband didn't even help her.

The Shop Clerks stood nearby, watching this scene, each lowering their heads, struggling hard to hold back their laughter.

One young Shop Clerk couldn't hold it in anymore, covered their mouth, and ran into the back warehouse.

Wang Yang turned his head to look at Manager Li, who was still bowing.

"Manager Li."

Manager Li shivered all over and hurriedly took half a step forward.

"President Wang, please speak. Whatever your instructions are, I will definitely carry them out."

Wang Yang looked at him, that faint smile still hanging on his lips, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

"How long have you worked at this store?"

Sweat began to break out on Manager Li's forehead again.

"E-eight years, President Wang. I worked my way up from a Shop Clerk to manager, and I have feelings for this store. What happened just now was a moment of confusion on my part, please be the bigger person—"

"Eight years."

Wang Yang interrupted him, his tone unhurried.

"You've worked for eight years and haven't even learned the most basic hospitality? You judge people by their appearance; you fawn over old customers and brush off new ones."

"My girlfriend was mocked to her face, and as the manager of this store, not only did you not defend her, but you helped outsiders pressure her. Do you think you're competent?"

Manager Li's face turned as white as paper, his lips trembling.

"President Wang, I, I was wrong. I truly know I was wrong. Please give me another chance, I promise in the future—"

"A chance?"

Wang Yang chuckled softly.