"You might want to check the balance on that card first,"

Jiang Chen didn't mind the salesperson's skepticism, after all, it wasn't a small amount, and his own clothes were quite plain. It was good for the salesperson to be cautious.

Relieved by his words, the salesperson took Jiang Chen's bank card and said apologetically, "Mr. Jiang, please wait a moment."

Turning to the cash register, the salesperson first had the cashier add up the prices for all the clothes except for Dong Qian's, then brought the POS machine back to Jiang Chen, "Mr. Jiang, please enter your PIN."

Dong Qian waited gleefully for Jiang Chen to embarrass himself. In her view, Jiang Chen was just too proud, and there certainly wasn't much money in his card.

"Is that enough?" Jiang Chen entered the password and asked indifferently.

"Ah!" The salesperson glanced at the account balance and exclaimed in shock, standing frozen in place.

"Haha, just as I thought," Dong Qian said, seeing the salesperson's astonishment and sure it was because Jiang Chen's card had so little money in it.

Immediately, she sneered, "Typical pretty boy, still trying to save face. How about now? Shot yourself in the foot, didn't you? Wanting to play hero with no money. Based on your looks, should I find you a rich sugar mama to take care of you?"

Jiang Chen ignored Dong Qian, glancing at the salesperson who was still gawking at the POS machine, "Is it enough or not?"

"Ah! Yes, enough! More than enough! There's enough to buy out the entire store!" The salesperson's head bobbed like pounding garlic.

What? More than enough? Can buy out their store?

Dong Qian froze, her mouth agape as she stared at Jiang Chen in stunned disbelief.

"Then, would you please wrap up the clothes?" said Jiang Chen to the still dazed salesperson.

"Yes, yes, yes." The salesperson quickly agreed, asked Su Qingqing about the size of the clothes she was wearing, and turned to pick out the clothes with other staff members.

Su Qingqing glanced at Jiang Chen, then turned to Dong Qian, "See? I don't need anyone to care for me, nor do I care for anybody else."

Dong Qian's expression changed repeatedly, wanting to say something but not daring to, only clenching her teeth and glaring at Su Qingqing.

With a faint smile, Su Qingqing no longer paid attention to Dong Qian and turned to watch the salesperson wrap the clothes.

It took a while for the salesperson to package the clothes, laying out a huge pile.

"Mr. Jiang, please proceed with the payment," the salesperson who had checked the balance earlier said respectfully as he approached Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen nodded and stepped towards the cash register.

At this time, Dong Qian had not left; she gazed enviously at the large pile of various styles of clothes and could not help saying sourly as Jiang Chen approached the register, "What's so great about having money? If you're really capable, get everything for free—that's what would show real ability!"

Jiang Chen didn't pay attention to Dong Qian, took out his bank card, and handed it to the cashier, who respectfully received the card, swiped it, entered the amount, then handed the POS machine to Jiang Chen, "Sir, please enter your PIN."

"Don't swipe the card, waive... waive the bill!"

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door, followed by a hurried voice.

Everyone turned their heads in surprise towards the entrance.

When they saw who it was, Jiang Chen and Su Qingqing were taken aback; storming in was none other than Fan Zhewei whom Jiang Chen had dealt with before.

"Boss!" The staff at the brand store all bowed to Fan Zhewei in unison.

"They're on the house. From now on, whatever clothes they want must be delivered immediately. If it's out of stock, get it ASAP, even if it means flying in a single garment on a flight!"

Fan Zhewei didn't even catch his breath before he began loudly commanding the store clerks. As he was passing his family's store earlier, he had seen Jiang Chen and Su Qingqing shopping for clothes and immediately grew anxious, rushing inside.

The purpose of doing so was very simple, which was to ingratiate himself! To be dealing with someone who could bring misfortune upon the Fan Family with a single phone call and almost ruin them entirely, was akin to dealing with an omnipotent being; he had to curry favor.

After giving his instructions, he turned his head to look at Jiang Chen and the others, about to speak. Suddenly, Dong Qian by his side, widened her eyes and shouted:

"Why should they get freebies? They're nothing but an orphaned girl whose father died and a nouveau riche pretending to be low-key!"

Dong Qian had been shocked beyond belief by Fan Zhewei's words. Deep down, she didn't want to watch Su Qingqing gloat and blurted out an argument, hoping to change Fan Zhewei's mind.

Fan Zhewei was taken aback for a moment, then immediately frowned. He glanced at the clothes in Dong Qian's hand, turned to the clerks and said, "From now on, if this woman comes in, drive her out directly. No one is allowed to sell her anything!"

"Yes!"

The clerks hastily responded in unison.

"Leave, get out of here! We don't welcome you here!" Following the boss's order, the clerks began to shoo Dong Qian out.

Dong Qian was infuriated! Pointing at Fan Zhewei and Jiang Chen: "You, you... fine, if I don't buy from you, I won't buy from you, I'll go somewhere else to shop! You can have your store refuse to sell to me, but can you make the entire mall refuse to sell to me?! The mall isn't owned by your family!"

"Not owned by my family?" Fan Zhewei gave a cold smirk, took out his mobile phone, and snapped a photo of Dong Qian.

"What are you doing?" Dong Qian's face changed, and an ominous premonition surfaced in her heart.

Jiang Chen's mouth curved up slightly. When he entered the mall, he seemed to have seen the words "Fan Family" in the display case.

After sending out Dong Qian's photo, Fan Zhewei dialed a number: "Make sure you recognize the woman in the photo I sent. Notify all the stores in the mall that from now on, no one is allowed to sell anything to this woman. Otherwise, shut down! Also, inform the mall security not to let this woman set foot in the mall ever again. If they do, all the security personnel will be jobless!"

After hanging up, Fan Zhewei gave Dong Qian a cold stare: "This mall is owned by my family!"

Then he pointed at Jiang Chen: "You've offended Mr. Jiang, which means you've offended me, and offending me is the same as offending my family. So get lost!"

Dong Qian was completely dumbfounded.

This mall belonged to the Fan Family, and now the young man in front of her could command the entire mall, revealing his identity.

And Su Qingqing's man could make this young man from the Fan Family bow and scrape so subserviently, his identity must be terrifying!

I've actually offended such a person?

Heavens, why am I so foolish!

Thud! In her shock, the clothes she was holding fell to the ground, her legs gave way and she sat down hard.

Fan Zhewei didn't bother with her; he recognized the clothes that Jiang Chen wanted to buy were all women's clothing. He turned, apologetically looking at Jiang Chen and Su Qingqing: "Mr. Jiang, Miss Su, I apologize for being late! Rest assured, the clothes will be delivered directly to Miss Su's home by our mall!"

"Alright, thank you!"

Jiang Chen chuckled and nodded, not bothering with formalities. He walked out of the boutique with Su Qingqing, without giving Dong Qian another glance.

Dong Qian remained sitting on the floor, pale-faced, and it was a while before she turned to look at the retreating figures of Jiang Chen and the rest, her eyes filled with shock.

Who exactly is this ordinary-dressed guy?

Why can he command such respect from the Fan Family's young master? Why!

Why does Su Qingqing have such good fortune to latch onto such a prominent figure!

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