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Chapter 112 Gold Medal White Face (Part 1)
This building has a total of forty-four floors, with the higher levels being more upscale. Many areas are not open to the public and are exclusively for members, with high application requirements. The rooftop even features the only helipad in the city.
After Wei Yuan parked in the underground garage, three sales associates in professional attire approached him and said, “Yuan Jie, can we take this gentleman upstairs to try on some clothes now?”
Yuan Ziyi nodded and told Wei Yuan, “I’ve already prepared the clothes for you. You just need to wait here for me.”
Wei Yuan understood that she intended for him to accompany her to some kind of event and couldn’t refuse, so he followed the three sales associates into the elevator, where one of them pressed the button for the third floor.
Once they exited the elevator, Wei Yuan realized that the third floor was actually the Men's Wear Department of this commercial building. It primarily sold high-end brands from around the world, and only neatly dressed sales personnel stood there with polite smiles, while very few customers were present.
“Here are five sets of clothes prepared for you by Yuan Jie. You can take them to the fitting room to try on.”
The sales associate explained with utmost respect, making Wei Yuan think that their service attitude must earn them a considerable salary.
After picking up a dark striped suit and trying it against himself, Wei Yuan remarked lightly, “Each of these outfits must cost five or six figures, right?”
The sales associate beside him was taken aback; it was clear that members here typically bought clothes based on preference without asking about prices. However, out of politeness, she still respectfully replied, “Yes, sir, but Yuan Jie has instructed that you can just swipe her member card for whichever set you like.”
As expected, this was not surprising to Wei Yuan. Spending five or six figures on a single outfit clearly exceeded his current spending mindset. Although he had spent his limited savings of four hundred fifty thousand on some defective Jade from Guo the Fat, it was motivated by a desire to recover and make money.
However, spending on such luxuries clearly crossed his threshold of four digits. Even though Yuan Ziyi had already paid for him, this feeling would only further hurt his pride.
“Can I return the clothes if they don’t fit?” Wei Yuan suddenly asked.
“Of course, please rest assured.”
The sales associate’s words did put Wei Yuan at ease. He had decided that after wearing them tonight, if the price wasn’t too high, he would pay Yuan Ziyi back as if he had bought them himself. If they were too expensive, he could return them after reimbursing her.
It was understandable; for someone like him who came from a poor background, transitioning from simplicity to luxury was not an easy task.
As Wei Yuan casually took a set and approached the fitting room to change clothes, he vaguely sensed that there were people outside discussing something. After undergoing cleansing by Spiritual Energy, his hearing had surpassed that of ordinary people, allowing him to hear clearly.
"Do you see what kind of relationship this guy has with Yuan Jie?"
"Is that even a question? Just look at him; he must be supported by her."
"With someone as beautiful as Yuan Jie, it can't be hard for her to find a man, right?"
"What do you know? I heard she's almost thirty. Do you think it's that easy to find a younger partner?"
Wei Yuan took off all his clothes and then changed into a dark striped suit. Even his underwear was a brand from the store; just that pair of underwear probably cost more than his original outfit.
Hearing the discussions outside, Wei Yuan took a closer look in the mirror. It seemed he had never realized he had the potential to play the role of a kept man. What a waste.
Once Wei Yuan was fully dressed and walked out of the changing room, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. The previously shy boy now looked very spirited in his expensive suit.
"This guy is quite handsome."
The sales associates couldn't help but think this way, but this thought also represented their acknowledgment: such a handsome young man must be a kept man by Yuan Ziyi...
Although they smiled and spoke politely, their eyes clearly revealed a hint of ambiguity, showing some interest in Wei Yuan, whom they had internally labeled as a kept man.
It must be said that women in sales have sharp eyes for people, which is why they made this association about Wei Yuan being a kept man. From the moment Wei Yuan walked in, his clothing and demeanor had already indicated that he was indeed one of them.
Of course, seeing someone like him here didn't evoke feelings of warmth; rather, there was some disdain. Typically, people of their level who come to browse in high-end fashion stores fall into two categories: those who like to show off and those who are so-called kept men.
But Wei Yuan was neither; he was merely thrust into this role as a male companion at the last minute. He just wanted to use this opportunity to understand Yuan Ziyi's plan against Xu Feng for mutual cooperation.
"Alright, I'll take this set," Wei Yuan said.
One of the sales associates approached him, "Sir, don't you want to try on anything else?"
Wei Yuan shook his head. The moment he saw their gazes while wearing this outfit, he felt that its purpose had been fulfilled. The outfit was meant to ensure he wouldn't lose face at the party; if it could also make him stand out a bit more, that would be even better.
At this moment, the Sales Associate came over with scissors and helped Wei Yuan cut off all the tags from his shirt and suit. Then, she brought over a belt, wallet, lighter, and leather shoes for Wei Yuan. Clearly, these items were also exquisitely made to match the outfit, and of course, they were not cheap, but they were still within Wei Yuan's budget.
"How much are these belts, wallets, and shoes? I can pay with my card," Wei Yuan said.
"I'm sorry, sir. We operate on a membership basis here. Only our esteemed members with a gold card can make payments. Everything here has already been arranged by Yuan Jie, and the amount will be charged to her card. Would you be interested in applying for a membership card?"
Wei Yuan smiled and shook his head, saying, "I'm in a hurry to attend a banquet; I'll wait until next time."
The Sales Associate responded with a very polite smile upon hearing Wei Yuan's words. The ambiguous look in her eyes vanished as soon as she made eye contact with him. One couldn't help but marvel at their remarkable ability to change expressions.
What a joke! There might not be a next time!
Wei Yuan had just seen the tags she cut off, which had long strings of zeros on them. He pretended to be indifferent on the surface but secretly sighed: Can an ordinary person afford this?
When he was about to leave after gathering his things, the Sales Associate approached him with a smile that could melt ice and snow, saying, "Have a nice day, sir."
Wei Yuan was initially ready to leave but found himself unable to move when he heard this. He turned back to the Sales Associate and said, "Thank you for taking my clothes out of the fitting room."
That outfit he had just worn looked like it cost no more than five hundred yuan at most. Here he was dressed in an outfit worth five figures and still wanted to take back that few hundred yuan outfit. Goodness, what kind of person is he?
Could he be someone who knows how to save money for the female Boss and is meticulous about her wallet?
Holding the bag of old clothes she had brought out for him, Wei Yuan turned back to the female Sales Associate and smiled brightly, saying, "Just to clarify, I'm really not a pretty boy."
At this point, her mouth was wide open enough to fit a large egg; she clearly found it hard to believe that Wei Yuan had overheard their earlier discussion. Fortunately, Wei Yuan wasn't someone who would hold grudges; otherwise, if he chose to complain about this little incident, regardless of whether it was true or not, the Boss would probably go to great lengths to fire him just to give Yuan Ziyi an explanation.
Having finally secured this job—where work was relatively easy and the pay was much higher than elsewhere—the female Sales Associate naturally didn't want to lose it so easily. At this moment, she felt a sense of gratitude towards Wei Yuan, who seemed like a pretty boy.
"I can't believe I was mistaken for a pretty boy; I don't know whether I should be happy or sad."
Wei Yuan muttered to himself as he took the elevator down to the parking lot. Yuan Ziyi was still waiting for him in the car. Upon seeing Wei Yuan's new outfit, she clearly looked appreciative; however, when she noticed the bag of old clothes in his hand, her brows furrowed slightly.
"Throw away the old clothes and buy a few decent outfits. Didn't I give you five hundred thousand to take care of Han Ling? Don't you understand what I mean?"
Yuan Ziyi was referring to her previous suggestion to Wei Yuan about using him as a catalyst to help treat Han Ling's emotional issues. In summary, it was about employing the strategy of using a handsome man, something powerful like magic, known as love, which is most suitable for healing inner wounds.
"Don't I look stylish in what I'm wearing now? Would you fall in love with me just because of that?" Wei Yuan retorted.
Hearing this, Yuan Ziyi shook her head.
"Then that's settled. I will return the five hundred thousand to you. I am not an object, nor am I something for you to use as a catalyst, and certainly not a toy for you to manipulate."
Seeing the anger in Wei Yuan's words, Yuan Ziyi remained calm. She no longer intended to use Xu Feng to coerce Wei Yuan; she simply said, "I think you misunderstood. I'm not forcing you to agree with me; I'm asking for your help."
This sounded much more pleasant. In fact, Wei Yuan was not unwilling to help. After assisting Han Ling twice, he gradually noticed changes in Han Ling's personality—at least when he was around her, she seemed noticeably brighter and perhaps even had some unusual emotions.
However, Wei Yuan was not worried about this. After all, he was a man; how could he be manipulated? It was just that facing Yuan Ziyi's condescending attitude, as if she were controlling a chess piece or commanding a servant, made it difficult for him to accept. His actions should be governed by his own preferences and principles, not controlled by someone else.
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