Chapter 166: A Tie Worth 500,000
Translator: _Min_
Feng Xue, eager to win Jiang Yue’s favor, addressed the gathering crowd, “Everyone, please disperse. If you don’t leave, I’ll call the security to have you removed from the store and permanently banned.”
The faces of many in the crowd darkened.
Seeing that people were not dispersing, Feng Xue signaled the security to forcibly remove them from the store.
Frowning, Gu Dai asked, “Is this how your store usually conducts its business?”
Feng Xue retorted disdainfully, “How we conduct our business is our concern. You should leave the store willingly before I call security to throw you out.”
Box..
Jiang Yue sent an appreciative glance toward Feng Xue and said, “Wrap up that tie for me. 1’11 check out now.”
Feng Xue hadn’t expected that after going to such lengths, Jiang Yue would only buy a single tie, as she grew somewhat annoyed in her mind. However, the irritation vanished when she remembered Song Ling’s influence behind Jiang Yue.
Taking the tie, Feng Xue proceeded to the checkout.
Jiang Yue, carrying herself like a triumphant general, haughtily walked past Gu Dai.
Unperturbed, Gu Dai turned to Su Ting beside her, “I’ve just spotted a few more ties that might suit you even better than the previous one. Also, the suits here look quite nice. How about 1 buy a few for you?”
Su Ting shook his head, “Sis, let me pay for it. I’ve earned quite a bit of money over the years. I’m not the penniless boy I used to be.”
Gu Dai immediately declined, “No way, we agreed this would be my gift to you. How can 1 let you pay for it?”
She hurriedly called over the young sales associate, who had been previously pushed aside by Feng Xue, to show them suits and ties.
Gu Dai was quick when it came to shopping. In just over ten minutes, she had selected dozens of suits, matching ties, shirts, and shoes for Su Ting.
Seeing that Gu Dai was still keen on shopping, Su Ting quickly intervened, “Sis, you said you’d buy just a few sets. This is getting a bit excessive.”
Coming back to her senses, Gu Dai exclaimed, “Your physique is simply exceptional. You’re like a walking clothes hanger. Every suit looks as if it’s tailor-made for you.”
It was at that moment that Gu Dai finally understood the mentality her third brother had when he used to buy clothes for her.
Finally, at Su Ting’s insistence, Gu Dai abandoned the idea of buying him more clothes.
After making their selections, the two prepared to pay. To their surprise, upon reaching the cashier, they found Jiang Yue still in the store, seemingly in an argument with Feng Xue.
Jiang Yue questioned, “It’s just a tie. How could it possibly cost 500,000?”
Feng Xue hastily explained, “Miss Jiang Yue, this tie was designed by a top designer in the country. While it may appear simple, if you look closely, you’ll notice many intricate details.”
Examining the tie from every angle, Jiang Yue scoffed, “What details? I can’t see any. So, will you sell it for 50,000 or not?”
Unable to hold back, Gu Dai let out a small chuckle.
Hearing Gu Dai’s laughter, Jiang Yue stiffened. She hadn’t expected Gu Dai to still be in the store, let alone witness her haggling.
Though flustered, Jiang Yue quickly composed herself and turned to Gu Dai, “Would you be willing to buy such an expensive tie?”
Gu Dai responded nonchalantly, “I would, actually.”
Jiang Yue’s expression soured immediately.
It wasn’t that she couldn’t afford a 500,000 tie; she just found it exorbitant and unwarranted. Especially since she had initially planned to gift Song Ling a tie worth only a few tens of thousands of yuan.
But now, Gu Dai’s casual response echoed in her mind, making her suspect that Gu Dai was silently judging her.
Gritting her teeth, Jiang Yue turned to Feng Xue, “Fine, 500,000 it is. Wrap it up for me!”
Feng Xue hurriedly packaged the tie, grinning as Jiang Yue swiped her card to make the payment. She even took the opportunity to flatter Jiang Yue, “1 knew Miss Jiang Yue was just testing me to see if the tie is truly worth 500,000 yuan.”
Having just spent a significant sum, Jiang Yue felt a twinge of regret. To Feng Xue’s sycophantic words, she could only respond with a curt “Mm..”