Financial freedom starts with smiling at life

Chapter 346 The young girl and the mature woman look very alike

When the Triumphal March was played for the first time at Hisense Plaza today, it attracted the attention of all the visitors in the mall.

I know that shopping malls have this kind of culture.

My immediate thought was that another big spender had arrived at the mall.

A single purchase exceeding one million.

I'm amazed by the wealth and power of this big spender.

A few minutes later, when the Triumphal March sounded for the second time, the tourists began to get a little restless.

"Who is this? They spent two million in less than ten minutes?"

"Isn't it said that the economy is bad and everyone is broke? Am I the only one who is poor?"

"I guess I did come to Hisense Plaza to spend money, and I bought a Starbucks. I guess you could say the battle anthem was played just for me."

"..."

Soon, it rang for the third time.

"Holy crap, what's going on? Are they coming to the luxury department store to wholesale luxury goods?"

"Three million already, I have a feeling this big spender hasn't had enough yet."

"I also want to have some fun and have War Song played for me, but unfortunately I don't have the money."

It rang for the fourth and fifth time.

The tourists stopped and took out their phones to record audio and video.

"In half an hour, five million was spent, and the battle song was played five times, oh my god."

"It's about to break the single-person spending record at Hisense Plaza."

"They're here! The orchestra is out on parade."

"It's been a long time since I've seen the band at Hisense Plaza."

When a single person's spending reaches five million, the fifth battle song will sound, and a band in full regalia will parade through the mall, also playing the "Triumphal March".

The orchestra instantly attracted the attention of tourists, with all their phone cameras pointed at it to film the band.

This kind of scene only happens a few times a year.

It was a particularly grand event.

Finding it is a stroke of luck.

Ultimately, Qingdao's spending power is still somewhat lacking compared to top-tier cities, and it's indeed rare to find someone who can spend over five million yuan in a single transaction here.

The entire shopping mall erupted in chaos.

After shopping with Zheng Jiamin, Shen Jun returned to the Hermès boutique to pick up their bags, only to find Wei Cong still there.

She smiled and asked Wei Cong, "Young Master Wei, our CEO Jiang asked if you still listen to music?"

Wei Cong smiled and shook his head: "It's only five million. Please tell President Jiang to continue. Thank you for your hospitality."

Jiang Beichen must have slapped my face hard today.

Not to mention that the five million yuan in spending in half an hour caused a stir in the entire mall, Wei Cong had never even heard of the "Dallas Triumph March" before.

He must have heard the melody before; it's been jokingly referred to online as the "Old Six" March.

However, Wei Cong had never heard of his composer Giuseppe Verdi, let alone his four-act, seven-scene opera Aida.

It's no exaggeration to say that this Mr. Jiang just insulted him with his knowledge and wealth.

But he is a treacherous and cunning person. Didn't President Jiang want to invite him to listen to a song?
He hasn't heard enough yet, so he wants to hear it a few more times.

Could President Jiang really empty out Hisense Plaza?
He didn't believe it.

Just as Shen Jun was about to take Zheng Jiamin on another shopping spree, the saleswoman at the Hermès boutique suddenly asked Wei Cong, "Hello, sir, do you still need the Little House in the Night bag?"

Wei Cong looked at the saleswoman with a puzzled expression.

The saleswoman looked at Zheng Jiamin and reminded him, "You just said that this lady wanted to wrap up the bag she liked."

Wei Cong was cursing a thousand curses in his mind.

The saleswoman's words had a hint of sarcasm in them.

It's not that he can't afford the 120 million, but that the 120 million would be spent without making a single splash.

Since this is a matter of five million, if you want to regain face, you need to make the mall resound with battle cries at least five times.

A player like Wei Cong, who is highly goal-oriented, will definitely assess the value of the other party in his mind, how much money is needed to win them over, and whether it's not worth spending more than that.

To be honest, he would hesitate to spend five million right now to make Zheng Jiamin smile.

If Zheng Jiamin doesn't even give him a second glance after spending these five million, he'll be even more embarrassed.

He couldn't even handle a newly debuted female artist and got ripped off by a shopping mall. The "Emperor of the North" has lost face on his path to picking up girls.

"Give me a bottle of water," Wei Cong said to the saleswoman.

The sales assistant was very friendly, after all, she was a Hermès member. After handing over the water, she proactively asked, "Sir, would you like us to order dinner for you? You can go to the sofa area inside to relax."

Before Wei Cong could even take a sip of water, his face darkened.

It makes it seem like he's here to freeload a meal.

I stood up, looked at the saleswoman's name tag, and said with an awkward smile, "Your service was very good."

Just left.

The saleswoman chuckled and ran over to discuss it with her colleague.

"Hahaha, this is hilarious! This is the first time I've ever seen someone try to show off so badly."

"Judging from the way he was just now, I thought we'd sell at least one Birkin bag today." The saleswoman mimicked Wei Cong's pretentious manner. "Um, you, wrap up the thing this beautiful lady has her eye on."

"Hahaha, you imitated it so well."

"This President Jiang is truly capable; the battle song played for him five times in half an hour."

The words had barely left his lips.

"Damn it, here we go again, the sixth time."

As soon as Wei Cong got off the elevator and reached the entrance on the first floor, he was slapped in the face again by the deafening strains of the Triumphal March.

The tourists coming and going were all talking about "this is the sixth time".

"What kind of tacky culture is this?"

Wei Cong swore and left the mall.

Fortunately, no one else knows about the embarrassing thing that happened today.

Otherwise, the "Northern Emperor's" online persona will collapse, and he will become the target of ridicule across the internet.

"Hey, does this look like him?"

"That's him. He makes really good short videos, always showing off luxury cars and expensive watches."

"Fans call him the Northern Emperor."

"Hahaha, is that all? The Northern Emperor?"

Based on the VIP information Wei Cong had just provided, the two saleswomen found his short video account and used it as a source of amusement for today.

He also shared jokes about this "Northern Emperor" with his friends.

Wei Cong never imagined that his boasting about his Hermes VIP status in front of Zheng Jiamin would make him the laughing stock in short videos these past two days.

……

“Sister Shen, he’s gone, he’s not buying anything.” Zheng Jiamin grabbed Shen Jun’s hand at the Cartier counter.

Shen Jun smiled faintly: "President Jiang just wanted to test his courage. It's obvious that this young master Wei is all talk and no action, all money and no guts."

Today's spending is mainly for you.

Zheng Jiamin didn't know how to respond.
She understood Jiang Beicheng's intention: he wanted her to be exposed to more fashion and high-end luxury brands.

But today, Jiangbei City spent so much money. If we calculate it, it would take more than ten music festivals to earn back the money spent in Jiangbei City.

Zheng Jiamin gritted her teeth.

I need to become even more famous.

It needs a higher market value.

"Jiamin, let me give you a piece of advice." Shen Jun put the Cartier bracelet on Zheng Jiamin's wrist and said, "The thing we women should avoid most is trying to guess what men are thinking."

Especially wealthy individuals like President Jiang.

Zheng Jiamin only understood half of what she heard.

Shen Jun patted her arm with a smile, "Get a little closer to President Jiang, and you'll understand."

Zheng Jiamin blushed instantly.

Her relationship with Jiang Beicheng is now just one step away from being complete.

"Hahaha, it's been a long time since I've felt a young girl's shyness." Shen Jun laughed and hugged Zheng Jiamin. "Let nature take its course."

Zheng Jiamin nodded.

After shopping at Hisense Plaza, the two returned to their hotel.

Jiang Beicheng just came back after swimming a few laps in the hotel's public pool.

“Uncle, I don’t know that Young Master Wei.” Zheng Jiamin confessed to Jiang Beicheng.

Jiang Beicheng smiled and said, "I know him."

She poured herself a glass of warm water, sat down, and said, "Jiamin, that's just how the entertainment industry is."

As a popular celebrity, while you enjoy the spotlight, there are many lurking, predatory hands offstage, ready to reach out and take your place at any moment.

Wei Cong, this spoiled brat, is just one example, and the easiest to deal with. The path before you now is no longer simply about pursuing your dreams, but a path entangled with the allure of capital and profit, requiring careful planning at every step.

I respect your choice. If you just want to be a little girl who loves music and makes music seriously, the company won't push you too high.

If you want to do…

“Uncle, I want to be even more popular.” Zheng Jiamin looked at Jiang Beicheng with determined eyes.

She wanted to earn more money for the company and for Jiang Beicheng, because Jiang Beicheng had done so much for her.

"Mhm." Jiang Beichen nodded with a smile.

Turning back to Shen Jun, he asked, "Secretary Shen, has the hotel prepared dinner?"

"I've notified the hotel, someone will bring it up in a bit," Shen Jun replied, leaning on the sofa and praising Jia Min: "Jia Min is such a treasure, she usually doesn't know how to dress herself up."

"President Jiang needs to find her a good stylist."

Jiang Beicheng smiled at Zheng Jiamin and said, "I'll have Liu Tao make the arrangements."

"As the eldest daughter of Yizhi Culture Media, she has access to the best resources."

Zheng Jiamin smiled, clearly liking the title "Princess".

……

After dinner, Jiang Beicheng and Shen Jun went to the tea room to drink tea and chat.

Both of them were used to this way of getting along.

Aunt Shen is an all-around woman; she can be a bed partner, a drinking buddy, a tea buddy, or a chat partner...

Whatever you want to do, Aunt Shen will cater to you.

For things she's not familiar with, she'll learn and research them on her own.

Jiang Beicheng derives a great deal of emotional value from her.

"Goodnight, Aunt Shen." Jiang Beichen stubbed out his cigarette and got up to go to rest.

“Young lady, you’ve never been through this before, be gentle, don’t be as rude to me as you were to me,” Shen Jun joked.

Jiang Beichen shook his head and smiled, then reached out and pinched Aunt Shen's breasts.

The door to the master bedroom was ajar. Zheng Jiamin had already washed up and tidied herself up and was lying in bed.

From the moment I lay down in bed, my emotions were very complicated.

Holding my phone, I played the same short video over and over again.

She neither looked nor listened.

Many scenes flashed through my mind.

She only snapped out of her daze when Jiang Beicheng pushed open the door.

He pulled the blanket up to his neck and called out to Jiang Beicheng, "Uncle."

"Can't sleep?" Jiang Beicheng asked.

Zheng Jiamin shook her head.

"Is something on your mind?" Jiang Beichen lay down on the bed and only noticed that Zheng Jiamin wasn't wearing pajamas when he pulled the covers over himself.

She lay naked in bed.

She was prepared to give it to him.

Zheng Jiamin looked at Jiang Beicheng with a hint of fear in her eyes.

The body remained completely still.

"Nervous?" Jiang Beichen moved closer to her, their eyes meeting only a few centimeters apart.

Zheng Jiamin's face flushed again, and her heart raced.

A surge of intense heat spread throughout my body.

She didn't dare to look Jiang Beicheng in the eye like that.

When Jiang Beicheng's nose touched hers.

Suddenly, her inner universe exploded, and she reached out to hug Jiang Beicheng, kissing him.

Very reckless.

Very unfamiliar.

Jiang Beichen smiled, not disliking his best friend for not knowing how to kiss, and gently guided her, "Jiamin, relax and take a deep breath."

Don't rush, relax your body, relax even more.

Yes, don't deliberately think about these things.

Empty your mind and feel with your body.

"Hmm~"

Zheng Jiamin looked awkwardly at Jiang Beicheng, who was kissing her.

Jiang Beicheng smiled, and she smiled too.

I feel so stupid.

But I also felt that I was being very bold at that moment.

The older man was really good at it; her nervousness gradually disappeared, and she began to calm down.

Under the uncle's guidance, she seemed to understand the happiness that the third sister was talking about.

Jiang Beicheng noticed the blush and smile on her face and began to tease her.

She covered her face and snuggled into Jiang Beicheng's arms.

In just a short while, Jiang Beicheng awakened her instincts.

Let loose and take the initiative to flirt with Jiang Beicheng.

"Uncle, is mine not as comfortable as Third Sister's? Third Sister is a size bigger than me."

Jiang Beicheng smiled and coaxed, "Third Sister has her good points, and you have yours."

The third sister is hemispherical, full and with a deep cleavage.

Jiamin has a teardrop-shaped face, which makes her appear tall and upright.

Even though it's a size smaller, the viewing experience and feel are still excellent.

Zheng Jiamin smiled happily, hugged Jiang Beicheng tightly, and felt his kiss.

"Third Sister is very naughty. When I sleep with her, she always tells me about you sleeping together. When she does, I start to have all sorts of wild thoughts."

"What are you thinking about?"

Zheng Jiamin smiled, pressed her cheek against Jiang Beicheng's chest, and said shyly, "I want to imagine sleeping with you."

Jiang Beichen smiled; it turned out her best friend had already rehearsed today's scenario in her mind many times.

Third Sister is indeed well-trained.

Jiang Beichen continued to tease her, "What scenarios came to mind?"

"Hmm~, a lot."

"for example?"

"For example... I can't say it."

"Then let's skip the details and just experience it."

Zheng Jiamin nodded to Jiang Beicheng, "Uncle, don't think I'm stupid."

She closed her eyes and felt the older man's caresses.

……

Zheng Jiamin woke up very early, or you could say she didn't sleep much.

She stared at the ceiling, savoring the feeling.

I'm already a little obsessed.

like very much.

She glanced at the sleeping uncle and a happy smile appeared on her face.

Previously, her understanding of happiness was music and her best friend, Liu Shuyun.

Now, happiness is also an older man.

"Uncle, I love you," Zheng Jiamin whispered in Jiang Beicheng's ear.

Perhaps she doesn't understand the meaning of "love," but she really wants to say it now.

This was also the first time she had boldly expressed her feelings.

Jiang Beicheng pretended not to hear, secretly enjoying the girl's pure and shy love.

Zheng Jiamin quietly moved her body, got out of bed, and ran to the bathroom to tidy up.

After tidying up, I came out of the bedroom, slung my guitar over my shoulder, and prepared to go to the music festival for rehearsal.

Shen Jun asked with concern, "Are you able to continue performing?"

Zheng Jiamin knew that Secretary Shen was teasing her. She shook her short hair, covered her face, smiled secretly, and hurriedly left.

Shen Jun shook his head and smiled. Young girls and mature women have something in common: once the door to wealth is opened, they become very greedy.

Jiamin is finished.

(End of this chapter)