Chapter 34: Don't get the wrong idea.

"By the way, did you see that Rolls-Royce downstairs? That's President Zheng's car. It was shipped directly from the Imperial Capital last night. It's seriously awesome."

"Yeah, we all thought President Zheng was drunk and just bragging in front of us. Who would've thought he actually got a Rolls-Royce? I looked up the price, and it's at least in the tens of millions."

"I heard President Zheng only invested thirty million in our company, yet he casually buys a car worth tens of millions."

"He's that rich?" Yao Manman asked in surprise.

Yao Manman frowned slightly. So, that Rolls-Royce earlier was President Zheng's. She had assumed it belonged to some big client.

Yesterday afternoon, she received a red envelope from the group chat and thought this new Vice President was quite wealthy. But arriving at the office today, she realized this new Vice President was even richer than she had imagined.

She hadn't attended President Zheng's team-building event yesterday, so she was thinking about whether she should personally find President Zheng to apologize or something and get to know her superior.

"Is President Zheng in his office right now?"

"I don't know. We were all in the printing room just now. Why don't you go check?"

Yao Manman got up and went to the door of Zheng Qian's office.

The glass was specially treated; you could see out from the inside, but you couldn't see in from the outside.

Knock, knock, knock.

Yao Manman knocked gently on the office door.

"Hello, President Zheng. I'm Yao Manman, who took leave yesterday. Are you busy right now?"

There was no response.

Yao Manman was a bit puzzled. Was the Vice President not in the office, or did he not want to talk to her?

Could he have already left in that Rolls-Royce?

Yao Manman knocked again: "President Zheng, are you there?"

Still no response.

Chen Weiqiang's voice suddenly sounded from behind her.

"Yao Manman, what are you doing at President Zheng's office door?"

"Ah? I came to find President Zheng." Yao Manman was startled.

"Is President Zheng not in his office?" Chen Weiqiang knocked on the door, found no response, and pushed the door open to take a look, discovering that Zheng Qian really wasn't there.

"He probably went out to handle some business. When President Zheng comes back, let him know I have something to discuss with him."

Chen Weiqiang gave his instructions and left directly.

Yao Manman nodded. She didn't leave the office, though; instead, she quietly walked to the desk and saw a document placed at the edge of the table.

She was surprised to discover that this document was actually her own file.

Yao Manman was curious, but she still couldn't figure it out.

Why would President Zheng have her file?

Could it be that he had noticed her?

By "noticed," did he mean he was interested in her, or was it because she missed the team-building event yesterday and he wanted to give her a warning?

After all, she was about to become a permanent employee, and this President Zheng had absolute authority.

If it was the former, there was nothing to worry about.

If it was the latter, things would be a bit troublesome.

Since President Zheng wasn't in the office now, Yao Manman made up her mind to wait for the Vice President to return. Regardless of whether it was the former or the latter, she had to apologize properly, admit her mistake, and try to gain some Favorability.

...

Joy City.

"Alright, once we go in, just pick whatever you want. I'm paying."

"President Zheng, what are you doing? Are you trying to overwhelm me with money? Not gonna happen!" Xia Xixi said indignantly. She wasn't a materialistic woman.

Using this trick might work on the likes of Zhong Xiaoyao or Yao Manman, but it wouldn't work on her.

"I didn't mean it like that. I just saw how hard you've been working and wanted to compensate you, my female secretary. That way, you can work hard for me later."

Xia Xixi: "?"

"Work, I meant work. Don't get the wrong idea." Zheng Qian had said that on purpose just to tease her.

Joy City was considered the mall with the highest spending and highest class in Yebai.

Zheng Qian also wanted to go to top-tier malls like Hang Lung, IFC, or SKP, but unfortunately, Yebai didn't have any!

There was a Wanda, but it was quite deserted, and the things sold there were very cheap—a bit beneath his status.

"Fine then. If President Zheng really wants to show his appreciation, just buying a lipstick will do."

As Xia Xixi said that, she walked into a lipstick counter.

Saint Laurent.

Zheng Qian was stunned.

Why do girls all like buying lipstick, and why do they especially like buying from this counter?

No wonder the veteran saleswoman looked down on him the first time he came to Joy City; it turned out they were never short of customers.

Since Xia Xixi had already gone in, Zheng Qian had no choice but to follow quickly.

"Welcome..."

At first glance, the veteran saleswoman didn't actually recognize Zheng Qian.

Because the previous two times, the clothes Zheng Qian wore weren't very high-end. This time, he had changed into a new outfit, and he finally had that "tall, rich, and handsome" vibe.

"Welcome. Are you accompanying your girlfriend?" The veteran saleswoman had learned to be smart this time. She didn't call him Young Master Zheng; instead, she pretended not to know him.

She had figured out why she wasn't appreciated last time despite being so enthusiastic: being too familiar with Zheng Qian would make the girl think Zheng Qian often brought girls to this store, causing misunderstandings.

Although Zheng Qian did indeed come often, the girl he brought each time was different!

If the girl found out, she would definitely think Zheng Qian was a playboy, right?

She really deserved a slap for that.

And look, he had brought yet another beautiful, stunning girl to buy lipstick.

"I am not his girlfriend."

"Right, right, right. Not my girlfriend, she's my secretary." Zheng Qian added immediately.

Xia Xixi glared at Zheng Qian. Would it kill you to say less?

Accompanying a female secretary here to buy lipstick is so easy to misunderstand, hey!

And you, saleswoman, what's with that beaming smile!

Xia Xixi felt that it was over; this was definitely a misunderstanding now.

The veteran saleswoman smiled knowingly and nodded.

Mm-hmm, definitely not. Every girl who comes here says she isn't Zheng Qian's girlfriend.

"Then what kind of lipstick would you like? Let me recommend some for you." The veteran saleswoman was extremely enthusiastic; the snobbish attitude she had shown before had completely vanished.

Hmm, this time is not bad. She didn't say the wrong thing and was quite enthusiastic.

Zheng Qian was quite satisfied.

"No, no need... I'm just looking around. I'm not even sure if I'll buy anything." Xia Xixi quickly refused. It seemed this saleswoman took her for a big client.

Besides this veteran saleswoman, there was also a young saleswoman—that Xiao Liu—and both of them followed behind Xia Xixi, ready to serve her at any moment.

Well, of course! You might not be a big client, but the man behind you is a big client!

In the end, Xia Xixi chose a lipstick, costing about five hundred yuan—a moderate price, not cheap, but not ridiculously expensive either.

[Spent 588 yuan, system cashback 5880 yuan, funds received.]

The shops they visited next were basically some accessible luxury counters. Whatever Xia Xixi looked at, Zheng Qian bought.

With this way of spending money, many counters remembered Zheng Qian.

Some with good memories even knew that this was the third time Zheng Qian had come to their counters to buy things, and the girl he brought each time was different.

After one round, he had spent about seventy to eighty thousand yuan, and the system gave Zheng Qian seven to eight hundred thousand in cashback.

He checked Xia Xixi's Favorability toward him again.

It had risen 15 points from 35, reaching 50.

Not quite lovers yet, still at the level of ordinary friends.

Hmm?

Didn't she say she couldn't be swayed by money?

How come your Favorability still went up?

Zheng Qian gave a wicked smile in his heart.