A super-rich tycoon? No, just call me the gentlemanly gigolo.

At the other end, it was one o'clock in the afternoon.

Jiang Ye looked down at his WeChat and then looked up at the bustling shopping mall in front of him, his feelings very complicated.

Yao Yao hadn't been posting like this for several days. He could barely understand it happening occasionally, since the aftereffect of "hanging up to sleep" was a surge in stickiness.

But this Ye Cheng...

Jiang Ye glanced at the woman next to him, who was excitedly rubbing her hands together, and fell into deep self-doubt.

A few days ago, when he was transferring money, did he accidentally press the confirmation button and enter 10, or did he miss a few zeros and only transfer 100?

Otherwise, how can we explain why this woman, with a "clothing allowance" of 100,000 yuan, took him straight to the Wuai Market?

Jiang Ye looked at the familiar signboard, and his memory was instantly pulled back to several years ago.

The last time I stepped into this place, my mother, Xu Man, practically dragged me here.

He still vividly remembers how his mother and a woman selling wool sweaters had a heated exchange over a ten-yuan price difference. The argument went from "Your material is no good" to "My son looks like an old man in this" to "Sister, look how many times I've come to you for goods." The exchange lasted for fifteen minutes before they finally settled on a price that satisfied both of them. They instantly became as close as long-lost sisters, exchanging parenting tips for a long time.

This place is the kind of place where you can create a "prestige" Christmas Eve party.

"Hey! What's with that 'unhappy' look on your face, like you want to go home?"

Ye Cheng, hands on her hips, nudged him with her elbow, annoyed. "But you said it yourself, you'd listen to me today! What, trying to renege on your promise?"

Jiang Ye's lips twitched: "Xiao Ye, you're right, I did agree. But..."

He pointed to the prominent characters on the building—"Wu'ai Clothing City"—his tone filled with disbelief:

"Are you planning to put on a show right here, something to impress everyone on Christmas Eve?"

Seeing his constipated expression, Ye Cheng calmly crossed her arms and said, "What do you know! Clothes are 30% about the logo and 70% about the overall vibe! If you have the right vibe, even if you're wearing baggy shorts, people will think you're wearing a Balenciaga mini-skirt!"

Jiang Ye didn't say anything, but glanced at her sideways, his eyes conveying a clear meaning: Get lost, are you trying to run away with my 100,000 yuan?

Ye Cheng was amused by his look, rolled her eyes dramatically, and decided to let the facts speak for themselves.

She patted her down jacket: "Come on, let me test you. Look at this one I'm wearing, what brand is it?"

Jiang Ye glanced at the conspicuous checkmark on her cuff and said uncertainly, "Nike?"

"Nonono~"

Ye Cheng wagged her index finger smugly and reached into her collar to pull out a tag: "The secret is in here, look..."

She originally intended to pull out the label hidden in her collar to prove that this "√" was not the same as that "√".

Unexpectedly, the man next to her coughed, and very naturally leaned forward, peering through her slightly open neckline, muttering something under his breath.

"Is the logo inside? Take it out and let me see, I'm really curious."

Ye Cheng froze, abruptly taking a step back to cover her collar, feeling both ashamed and annoyed:

"Jiang Ye! Where are you looking?!"

Jiang Ye clicked his tongue innocently: "Look at the logo, what else? You're wearing a sweater underneath, all covered up, what could I possibly see? I'm really fed up with you, you clearly don't have much money in your account, yet you still insist on setting a password, who are you trying to keep an eye on?"

Ye Cheng: "..."

She was so angry at this ridiculous logic that she glared at him: "The disgusting thing isn't whether you saw anything or not! It's your very attempt to see! And who's out of money?! I'm C! C, okay?! I'm got plenty to show for myself!"

Jiang Ye blinked. He lacked a direct understanding of the specific size of a C-cup and didn't really have any feeling about it.

"Okay, okay, you're C, awesome, awesome, my apologies. So what kind of mysterious logo are you going to show me?"

Ye Cheng felt a vein throb on her forehead. She took a deep breath, then another, and finally decided to complete the "teaching".

She loosened the collar slightly and used her fingers to pull out the soft care label inside: "Look! See for yourself!"

Jiang Ye leaned closer and took a closer look.

The washing label clearly embroiders four letters: Nike.

"Isn't this just Nike? Are you kidding me?"

Ye Cheng snorted smugly, "You don't believe me when I say you have bad eyesight! Look at the last letter again!"

Jiang Ye squinted and stared at the "e" for several seconds before finally exclaiming "Holy crap!"

The last letter, round and plump, with the ends of its strokes slightly curled inwards, was not an "e" at all, but an artistic version of the character "巳"!

You can't tell the difference if you don't look at it with an answer in mind!

"These knock-off phones are amazing!" Jiang Ye couldn't help but give a thumbs up, praising them sincerely.

Seeing that he had finally discovered the key point, Ye Cheng breathed a slight sigh of relief and straightened her collar.

"Hmph, the authentic one costs over 1600, mine is only 160! You only wear it to the Christmas Eve party once, why waste money buying things that cost thousands or tens of thousands? Listen to me, as long as the clothes have a good cut, good quality, and you have the right style, people will naturally imagine the price."

Jiang Ye was so disgusted by what he heard that he almost choked on his teeth.

That seems to make sense, but...

I transferred 100,000 yuan to you! 100,000!

So you're planning to fob us off with a few hundred dollars' worth of clothes? Isn't that a huge loss on cashback?

But he couldn't directly tell me to "buy me something more expensive," so he had to hint at it indirectly:

"But Xiaoye, your theory is based on the premise of 'good temperament.' You're an invincible young beauty, you look good even without clothes. I'm just an ordinary guy, I'm afraid I can't pull off that 'price-inducing' look you're talking about, right?"

"Relax, relax!"

Ye Cheng had clearly planned this all along, and patted his arm:

"I've planned everything! We'll get the basics like the inner layer and pants right here, choosing high-quality pieces! Finally, I'll add a nice watch to complete the look! The whole outfit will be absolutely stunning!"

Hearing the word "watch," Jiang Ye finally felt a little better.

When it comes to watches, any decent brand will cost at least five figures, so you can't lose money by getting cashback.

but......

His plan to spend 100,000 yuan to get a cashback and then take advantage of Christmas Eve to seduce this woman has completely fallen through.

Depend on!

I've been doing squats and leg exercises every day these past few days to improve my "fighting power," but it's all for nothing!

"Oh, stop being so picky!"

Seeing his expression change repeatedly, Ye Cheng grabbed his arm and dragged him into the market: "I bought my own clothes here! And you promised to do whatever I say today! No going back on your word!"