Chapter 112: I Have a Gold Card
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
After choosing this pen, He Jing looked at the price. It was a little over 10,000 yuan. She was not in a hurry to pay the bill. She looked up and asked the lady if there was a discount.
The lady smiled at Yan Hanxi and said, âMiss, if you really want it, we can give you a 20% discount.â
He Jing glanced at Yan Hanxi and said, âForget it, wrap it up for me.â
At this moment, a soft and weak female voice sounded from the side. âHang on. I want this pen.â
He Jing, who had been interrupted, turned around and saw that it was Cheng Yi. Zhou Xueâer was standing beside her.
Zhou Xueâer stared at He Jing with an extremely smug gaze as if she was looking forward to seeing how things would develop.
Zhou Xueâer had been shopping to her heartâs content to rid herself of her foul mood. She did not expect to bump into He Jing in the luxury stationery shop and immediately called Cheng Yi.
Cheng Yi was trying dishes at a high-class hotel nearby to find something better than Hen Jingâs French jelly to win over Yan Hanxi. When she heard the news from Zhou Xueâer, she rushed over, her face flushed from exertion.
He Jing frowned, unhappy with Zhou Xueâerâs antagonizing actions. Even now, Zhou Xueâer behaved like a horrid ghost, haunting her at every opportunity and refusing to move on.
Logically, He Jing understood that the supporting actress and the female protagonist were enemies, but that did not mean they had to bother her 24/7. Shouldnât NPCs take a break while the game updates?
Yan Hanxi was already annoyed, so the introduction of these two interlopers pushed him over the edge. Eyeing them coldly, he demanded, âHave you been following us?â
Cheng Yi stepped forward and explained gently, âStudent Yan, this is a misunderstanding. We just happened to bump into each other. Xueâer and I were shopping in the area and saw you, so we came to say hello.â
He Jing found it funny. âMeeting up like this might have been a coincidence, but what about trying to buy the pen I want?â
Cheng Yiâs eyes darted from Yan Hanxi to He Jing and back again. Casually, she answered, âI didnât mean to butt in on your purchase, He Jing. The pen was just too mesmerizing. I canât help but find myself feeling like I must have itâ¦â âYou are buying it as a birthday present for Second Brother, arenât you?â âThis doesnât seem to be any business of yours,â He Jing replied tartly.
Cheng Yi stifled her laugh and smiled politely. âIf the fountain pen isnât very important to you, He Jing, why donât you let me have it? It is special to me.â âWhat if I say no?â He Jing asked in clipped tones.
Cheng Yi whipped a gold card from her wallet and handed it to the lady overseeing the purchase. âHello, I ordered a fountain pen from you before, but Iâd like to change it.â
Cheng Yi turned to He Jing as she spoke, appearing bashful and embarrassed.
âIâm sorry, He Jing. Itâs really beautiful. Second Brother will like it.â
When the lady saw the gold card, she remembered that Cheng Yi had ordered a pen worth more than 300,000 yuan three days ago. It was a custom-made pen engraved with initials on the cap. The pen she had ordered was ready and was supposed to be delivered tomorrowâ¦
âEsteemed guest, this young miss has already said she wants to buy this fountain pen.â
Cheng Yi tilted her head, feigning confused innocence, âHas she paid for the pen? If not, a customer with a gold car has priority in such matters, donât they?â
The lady serving them was speechless. The priority privilege was meant for the exchange of more expensive goods, not for those below a certain price. Even if the items she liked were cheaper, they would have to exchange enough for them to be of equivalent value. This was the pride of a luxury brand.
However, being a professional, she squashed her urge to rail against the customer and said, âHonored guest, please wait a moment. Let me see what I can doâ¦â
At this moment, Yan Hanxi sneered, interjecting with an air of lazy arrogance, âSo you have a gold card.. Me too! What shall we do now?â