Chapter 466: The Mysterious Arthur

Lu Xiting was still somewhat in disbelief.

If he hadn't seen the bank card in Zheng Qian's hand, he might have already switched to mockery mode.

That bank card of his was purple, engraved with the violet logo of the Swiss bank.

When using this card, there was no limit on the amount; any sum could be swiped.

The requirements to apply for this card, however, were extremely harsh—at the very least, one needed one hundred million US dollars in cash deposits.

Clearly, many people present had this qualification, and given that Zheng Qian was able to appear here, it was no surprise he had this much money.

But... just spending it like that, without feeling even a twinge of pain? No heartache? Just like drinking water?

"Did his payment go through?" Lu Xiting asked, looking at the sales assistant in confusion.

She nodded like a pecking chicken, her eyes filled with excitement and adoration.

Just from the commission on this single order, she would be able to achieve financial freedom in a sense.

She decided that once she got the bonus, she would say goodbye to that damn small apartment.

She would never have to sell her body for sales performance again.

Damn it... why did this handsome young man have such a beautiful female companion by his side?

"Sir, here is your payment receipt. I will provide you with the transfer documents shortly."

As she handed the receipt to Zheng Qian, she imperceptibly brushed her hand against his.

Hmm?

Wei Rusi's gaze was sharp; she immediately sensed that something was off with this girl.

Just as she was thinking about how to warn her, Zheng Qian patted Wei Rusi on the bottom and said with a smile, "This yacht is a birthday gift for my sister-in-law, so just register it under her name."

Wei Rusi: ???

"My birthday? What the hell are you talking about?" Wei Rusi said suspiciously.

However, when interpreting for Zheng Qian, she didn't tell the sales assistant that she was his sister-in-law, but instead said it was a gift for his female companion. Hmm, this should make that woman back off, right?

"When is your birthday?"

"May 20th, it's already been three months!"

"Isn't that perfect?" Zheng Qian grabbed Wei Rusi's hand, looked deeply into her eyes, and said earnestly, "I'm celebrating the third month after your birthday, my dear. Happy third-month birthday."

Wei Rusi: ...

Did he just tell a dad joke? Should I play along and laugh?

"He actually bought it? Heh, you brat, don't regret it later! So many people have seen you place the order now; if you try to find an excuse to get a refund later, it might not be easy." Lu Xiting sneered.

Zheng Qian turned back and looked at him indifferently, "Rest assured, I won't regret it. As for you, you can't even cough up a mere one hundred million; I don't even know how you ended up here."

"You should go back and spend some time with your fiancée. After all, cheating only happens zero times or countless times. Who knows... maybe she's met other 'sisters' during this time..."

As he said this, Zheng Qian's expression gradually became perverted (bushi)... gradually became ambiguous.

"You!"

Having been poked in a sore spot, Lu Xiting was so angry his face turned red and his neck swelled.

"Oh, my dear Zheng and Lu, you are both my honored guests; let's not spoil the harmony!"

Just then, Rahman walked over. He looked at Zheng Qian with a meaningful gaze and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to win the prize with a one-hundred-million-dollar bid right out of the gate. However... judging by your expression just now, it seems you aren't very satisfied with it?"

Seeing Rahman approach, Lu Xiting let out a heavy snort, ultimately deciding not to continue bickering with Zheng Qian.

But as if reminded of something, a meaningful sneer appeared on his face. He thought to himself, 'That's right, the prices here aren't that high, so he can barely manage to show off. But the good stuff today isn't all here.'

Lu Xiting had come prepared today; he had his eyes set on a specific yacht—[Poseidon's Era].

In order to impress the Kennedy family, Lu Xiting was truly planning to go all out. Because they were not an established aristocratic family and lacked deep foundations, they could only spend a greater price to desperately display the wealth they possessed.

It wasn't just simple flaunting of wealth; it was more about flexing their muscles.

The price of this yacht was not cheap.

Compared to [Poseidon's Era], the [Maritime Sail] yacht in front of them was simply eclipsed.

"Hmm, it does indeed feel like it's lacking something." Zheng Qian said truthfully.

"Excellent. We actually have an internal showroom that only a select few invitees are allowed to enter. I wanted to tell you earlier, but I was delayed by this or that, my apologies."

"Now, please come with me; I will show you the real good stuff."

As he spoke, Rahman patted Zheng Qian on the shoulder in a very friendly manner, and the two walked forward together.

Lu Xiting did not know that before coming here, Zheng Qian had donated nearly ten billion US dollars to Rahman's charity foundation. Therefore, he was extraordinarily jealous, not knowing how Zheng Qian had the qualifications to walk side-by-side with the prince.

Besides Zheng Qian and Lu Xiting, some others were also beckoned over by Rahman.

In total, there were about twenty people.

Zheng Qian had some idea in his heart; he estimated that these were the people Rahman was truly interested in winning over. If he could take this opportunity to further display his strength, perhaps he could gain more recognition from the prince.

After all, aside from money, Zheng Qian didn't have anything else that could pique the Second Prince's interest. For example, political resources.

Walking through a long, narrow corridor and pushing open the doors, everything suddenly opened up.

It turned out they had left the massive residence and complex of buildings; as far as the eye could see, there was a blue private beach. And in front of them, a large row of various luxury yachts was docked.

Looking at these behemoths in front of him, Zheng Qian couldn't help but get excited.

Even Wei Rusi's breathing started to quicken. Because they were truly beautiful.

"Respected Your Highness the Prince, if you didn't come, I'm afraid I would have just taken a boat out for a spin."

Just then, a blonde, blue-eyed foreign young man wearing a casual suit walked over, a hint of reproach on his face, "Although you allowed me to enter this private beach early, so I wouldn't have to take your damn beauty bath, you made me wait too long!"

He was very handsome, walked with grace, and exuded an air of nobility.

At a glance, he possessed the kind of temperament that could only be cultivated after at least four or five generations of wealth.

More importantly, Zheng Qian noticed the logo on his cufflinks—it was a skull image. It seemed he could guess this young man's background.

"Hahaha! My dear Arthur, you're just joking! I had already spoken with the guards; wherever you, Arthur, appear, you will not be stopped, not even my bedchamber."

"Whichever one you take a liking to, just send someone to sail it away. Consider it a gift from me."