Though Long Yue Jewelry could afford the loss, they were clearly fuming inside—enough to make them want to cough up blood. The laughter in the auction house only made it worse.
"Hahahaha, poor guys."
Unable to save face, the Long Yue team quickly slipped out of the auction hall, their tails between their legs.
"I was wondering how I should deal with them," Zhou Momo chuckled, "but turns out I didn't need to lift a finger."
She was genuinely delighted—this was the first time she had made so much money on her own. Sure, she wasn't short on cash, but earning it herself? That was a different kind of thrill.
Grinning, she pulled out her phone and called her father, Zhou Fusheng.
As soon as the call connected, her father's warm and doting voice came through.
"My precious daughter, how did it go? If the cut didn't turn out well, don't worry—it's just a little money, we can afford it."
Zhou Momo laughed proudly, "Dad~ You're awesome, so your smart and beautiful daughter must be even better. How could I possibly make a bad trade?"
"Oh? So you really found something? Very good, very good—my daughter is better than me," Zhou Fusheng praised her with a big smile.
Zhou Momo pouted, "Tch, you sound like you didn't believe in me!"
"I didn't cut the stone myself," she added, "I took it to the auction house and sold it directly for 26 million. That idiot who bought it cut it open on the spot—and guess what? It turned out to be junk, barely worth 5 million now."
Hearing that, Zhou Fusheng was intrigued. This Lin Fan guy really might be something.
"Momo, did you get that young man Lin Fan's contact information?"
Zhou Momo acted a little annoyed. "Hmph! I bought that rough stone for 500,000 and turned it into over 25 million. Isn't that amazing? And you're asking about someone else!"
Seeing her mood shift, Zhou Fusheng quickly softened his tone and coaxed her, "Alright, alright. My amazing daughter wins, okay?"
"But... you did get his contact, right?"
"Of course I did," Zhou Momo said proudly.
Zhou Fusheng nodded in satisfaction. "Good. Remember to thank him properly. When you make money, it's important to know how to share it too."
"Don't worry, Dad," she said. "That guy is no fool. I offered him 10,000 as a fee, but he thought it was too little and wanted 50% of the value after it was cut!"
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After leaving the raw stone market, Lin Fan hailed a taxi straight to an Armani store.
He had just made a fortune—naturally, it was time to treat himself.
As the saying goes: Clothes make the man. First step—dress the part.
"Hello! Welcome to Armani!"
As soon as he walked in, a pretty sales assistant greeted him warmly.
Lin Fan gave her a once-over. Hmm… not bad. About 168 cm, nice oval face, solid 8/10.
Although the sales assistant noticed Lin Fan's bold gaze and felt a little uncomfortable, she maintained her professional demeanor.
Wearing her uniform and high heels, she walked gracefully over with a practiced smile.
"Hello sir, I'm Xiao Li, your sales assistant today. What style are you looking for?"
"I'm just browsing for now," Lin Fan replied casually, eyes scanning the store.
Everything in Armani screamed luxury. Prices were sky-high. Even the cheapest item was over 10,000 yuan. The high-end sets? Well over half a million yuan each.
Soon, a particular outfit caught Lin Fan's attention, and he strolled over to inspect it.
Noticing his interest, Xiao Li moved quickly to introduce it.
"Sir, you've got excellent taste! This outfit is part of our latest collection—designed by a world-renowned designer using premium imported fabrics and crafted with exquisite detail."
"You're welcome to try it on. It always looks different when worn."
Lin Fan nodded, and Xiao Li immediately grabbed the outfit and led him to the fitting room.
When he came out, Xiao Li was stunned.
Whoa... his fair skin, sharp features, that roguish charm... god-tier looks. I love this type.
Lin Fan noticed her dazed expression and smirked.
He stepped up, gently cupped her chin, and asked softly, "Am I handsome? Do you like what you see?"
Xiao Li, caught in the moment, blurted out, "So handsome... I really like it!"
Then she snapped back to her senses, blushing furiously.
"S-sir, I'm sorry... I didn't mean—"
Lin Fan handed her his old clothes and said, "Handle these for me. I'll wear this set out."
"O-okay!" she stammered, taking his clothes.
While she went to wrap things up, Lin Fan picked out two more of the latest outfits.
When Xiao Li returned and saw him holding two more expensive sets, she hurried over.
"Sir, would you like to try these on as well?"
"No need," Lin Fan replied. "Just wrap them all up, including what I'm wearing. Let's settle the bill."
"You're buying all three?" she asked, stunned.
Lin Fan raised an eyebrow. "What, Armani has a purchase limit now?"
"No, no! Of course not," Xiao Li panicked. "It's just that... I've never seen a customer buy this many luxury pieces in one go. Each set is over 500,000 yuan!"
Inwardly, Xiao Li was jumping for joy.
Each set earned her a 20,000 yuan commission. Three sets? That was 60,000 yuan—what she usually made in half a year.
"I'm so sorry! I'll get them wrapped for you right away!"
Lin Fan knew full well that the actual production cost of these clothes was far lower, but when it came to spending money, you had to spend with flair.
Who walks into a high-end luxury store and haggles over price?
After swiping over 1.5 million yuan for the three outfits, the sales assistant shot Lin Fan a flirtatious glance.
Naturally, Lin Fan didn't look away.
Their eyes met, and he gave her a charming smile.
Ah~ if only I could date a man like this, she thought dreamily. Even just being his mistress wouldn't be bad...
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