Bai Qing knew that rich people were somewhat "unique", but she didn't expect that Si Mingyu would prepare cash in today's world where electronic payment is so advanced. How troublesome that must be.
But I have to admit that the feeling given by a string of numbers in the mobile banking and the thirty stacks of red banknotes in front of me are absolutely different.
Three hundred thousand is indeed a lot, but this is not what Bai Qing wants.
She is 20 years old and has spent over 300,000 yuan on herself since she started working in the industry. She has undergone minor cosmetic surgery to improve her looks and has also learned etiquette, tea art, instrumental music, and massage, all in the hope of one day climbing up the social ladder. After all, pleasing a man with only her beauty won't last forever.
Of course, she was also aware of her status and did not expect to marry into a wealthy family, as long as she had money. Now that she was lucky enough to meet Si Mingyu, how could she let him go?
She immediately sent a message: "Mr. Si, I want to follow you."
She was very straightforward and didn't hide anything, because she knew that she was nothing in the eyes of these rich people and they didn't have the time to waste on her.
It took a long time to receive a reply: "What can you do?"
Bai Qing, upon seeing the message, quickly replied, "Mr. Si, I can do whatever you want me to do."
"Think about it carefully and talk to me in three days."
Si Mingyu had no time to bother with Bai Qing. He was constantly communicating with Xiao Shixian. What he had promised at the bar yesterday needed to be done today. He wanted to establish his reputation as a man of his word with his high efficiency.
Although the second generation is of lower status and their circle is small, this is the first step taken by Si Mingyu, and this step must be taken well.
At nine o'clock in the morning, Xiao Shixian first called the relevant person in charge of the electronics factory at Li Taizhe's home and asked them to come to the company for negotiations at 1:30 in the afternoon.
Then he called the person in charge of the shipping company in Liu Zhongzhou's family. The issues about the route and the ship could be clarified over the phone, so there was no need to make a trip.
Unfortunately, since the trading company's exclusive channels are all small countries, they have no intersection with the routes of Liu Zhongzhou's family shipping company. They serve popular countries.
However, even if it doesn't work out, the two parties have established contact, and businessmen never mind having a useful contact number in their address book.
Si Mingyu naturally didn't need to attend the afternoon consultation meeting in person, as he still had to maintain his dignity as a boss. So after the afternoon class ended, he accompanied Zhang Ningxi to Aunt Zhao's place.
He naturally had to pamper his girlfriend, Si Mingyu, and he had to use the advantage of his relationship with Aunt Zhao. Expensive high-end couture was unnecessary and unsuitable for daily wear, but ordinary custom-made pieces around 100,000 yuan were still acceptable.
Of this level, there was no need to bother Aunt Zhao; her company's designers could handle it. Her company already had this kind of business, but they simply wouldn't accept people of a lower level.
They were received by the designer aunt who had delivered clothes to Zhang Ningxi last time, and she was an old acquaintance.
The so-called tailoring, first of all, is to measure the size of the clothes.
Thanks to advanced technology, designers no longer need to use a tape measure. Stores have dedicated measuring booths where height, weight, body measurements, shoe size, and more are measured. Even bone length and joint curvature are measured.
Because when you raise your arm, the sleeve should fall just the right distance.
She took out a tablet computer, which contained all the successful design cases in the past. If you like one, you can choose it directly. Each design is limited to 100 pieces worldwide, so the possibility of wearing the same clothes as others is very small.
Even though there were only dozens of pieces left after filtering by age group, Zhang Ningxi was still dazzled. After all, each piece was a masterpiece of the designer's hard work.
If you are not satisfied with the finished product, you can directly put forward your own requirements and the designer will come up with a relevant draft plan, but you will have to wait for a while.
Si Mingyu accompanied Zhang Ningxi to choose clothes by looking at the tablet. He thought his girlfriend would look good in any of them, so he decided to buy them all.
His wasteful behavior was immediately stopped because his dorm room couldn't hold all his clothes. Buying a separate room just to store his clothes was even more unrealistic—not because he couldn't afford it, but because moving them back and forth was too tiring.
In the end, a total of ten sets of clothes, as well as corresponding shoes and accessories were selected, seven of which were ready-made styles, and the remaining three were decided by the designer.
"Aren't you going to choose a few sets?" Zhang Ningxi asked in confusion before leaving.
"It's already been done."
"Then why haven't I seen you wear it?"
"The clothes are too high-end. No one recognizes me. I can't hold my own when I wear them out."
Si Mingyu is only nineteen years old this year. If he doesn't wear clothes from a famous brand, he will easily be treated as a child wherever he goes. In order to avoid being looked down upon, he has to humble himself and wear brands like Hermes.
Not to mention that no one recognizes the custom-made model, most people can't even recognize the Patek Philippe watch on his hand without looking at the logo. The main reason is that the model he chose is relatively low-key and not very recognizable. If he replaced it with a model like the Breguet heirlooms or Van Cleef & Arpels, it would be much easier to recognize.
Speaking of watches, Si Mingyu wanted to take Zhang Ningxi to buy a few, but she refused. She said it was too much trouble. Couldn't she just use her phone to check the time? Indeed, the time on a phone was quite accurate.
"I've made an appointment with Yuanyuan to go shopping later."
"Shopping again. Has she finished her homework?"
After getting to know each other, they relaxed their conversation. Although they both got into the International College, Zhang Ningxi was admitted with high scores, while Shen Chuyuan was just barely accepted. After entering university, she let herself go even more. As long as she didn't fail the exams, her mind was focused on dressing up and having fun every day. Hence, the contempt of the top students for the poor students.
"You know there's no homework in the first year of college." Zhang Ningxi gave Si Mingyu a cold look.
"Let's do shopping another day. I found a beauty salon and I'll have Brother Wan take you there to try it out."
"Beauty center?" Zhang Ningxi felt that she probably didn't need it.
"You'll understand when you get there. I can't explain this clearly. I'll ask someone who knows to explain it to you when the time comes."
"Then let's go and take a look. Give me the address and I'll send a message to Yuanyuan." Since it was arranged by Si Mingyu, let's go.
Si Mingyu didn't actually understand any of this. It was just that Li Shi Jianing had found out about his girlfriend and that's when she recommended it to him. She said that skincare and body shaping don't discriminate by age; the earlier you start, the better.
Si Mingyu still believed in the words of this prodigal sister.
This store is dedicated to serving the wives of wealthy families in Shanghai. The basic membership fee is three million per year, but the corresponding effect is absolutely unquestionable.
For rich people, although money cannot buy time, it can slow down the erosion of time on their faces.
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