Chapter 11: Sending gifts

"And then he said that he held you responsible for two of his hairs?"

After saying this, Shen Ling collapsed into Sheng Mingzhi's arms with a pompous grin, who gave her a disgusted shove.

"Could you be a bit more careful about the differences between men and women. Besides, I have a very specific profession and I don't want to be rumoured with a female second generation."

Sheng Mingzhi had not seen him for some time since Lu Jiayan had sent him this message that morning and had flown to France on business that afternoon.

So much so that he didn't have time to tell Lu Jiayan that he intended to erect a grave for his two hairs that had tragically died in an accident.

The cost of one will be two million, four million in total, and cash payment is accepted.

Lu Jiayan's busy schedule took Lu Xiao by surprise when he returned to China and led a team of his inner circle in a series of major moves in Sheng Jia.

Even Sheng Mingzhi, who doesn't care about financial news, has heard news of Sheng Jia's share price more than once from Little Wang, a shareholder.

The two factions of Sheng Jia are in a bitter feud.

It is no wonder that Lu Jiayan has been having trouble sleeping for some time, as he vaguely remembers seeing a faint greenish tinge under his eyes that night.

"Did he really say that? Did Lu Jiayan really say that?"

"Or what?"

Shen Ling had enough of laughing and forked a piece of watermelon with an enchanting gesture, "Not like him."

After a pause, the woman's sixth instinct moved, and Shen Ling suddenly raised an eyebrow, "Why do I feel as if he is deliberately touching you? Mingzhi, you two haven't developed a relationship after marriage, have you?"

Sheng Mingzhi's body stiffened for a moment as if he had heard a joke, and he almost spat out the juice in his mouth.

Soon after, he said coolly and sarcastically, "How is that possible? What kind of relationship can you cultivate with a man like Lu Jiayan, a cyber dog? The greatest kindness I can show is to not cuckold him when he's dead."

Shen Ling hesitates, "Why are you so excited, I just said that."

After all, they are so plastic that, apart from Lu Jiayan and Sheng Mingzhi, any two men in the world who don't know each other can fall in love.

Moreover, if Lu Jiayan really had any ideas, he wouldn't have been gone for three years.

How could Lu Jiayan change his mind about Sheng Mingzhi in just two months after returning to China when nothing had sparked three years ago?

As far as she knew, elite gentry like Lu Jiayan, who had grown up with excellence, had always looked down on them as uneducated rich kids.

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After dinner, Shen Ling took Sheng Mingzhi to the YunTing building on the pretext of taking a walk to cool off.

The seventeenth floor and above are all kinds of high luxury shops, just in time for the autumn and winter season, coats and high fashion have been on the shelves, Shen Ling has seen more than a dozen shows in a row, ordered more than 20 high fashion items in the tens of millions of dollars is not enough, must buy a few pieces of daily wear.

She also said that she lacked a grocery bag, which made Sheng Mingzhi want to gag her with a diamond.

Big sister, do you use Hermes bags to go grocery shopping?

And do you buy groceries? Isn't it your hobby to keep fish in nightclubs?

Like men everywhere, Sheng Mingzhi is extremely uncomfortable shopping.

The main reason is that he is not happy to carry Shen Ling's bag, which is stuffed with bricks and too heavy for him to carry.

For the sake of friendship, Sheng Mingzhi reluctantly sat with her for a while at a luxury brand shop.

In just ten minutes, Shen Ling had changed into three dresses.

Sheng Mingzhi was so dazzled that he pretended to be deaf, ignoring Shen Ling's shouting and simply walked away with a calm look on his face.

As soon as he left, the long-awaited shoppers came forward and surrounded Shen Ling with a lot of rainbow farting.

As for why we waited for Sheng Mingzhi to leave before coming up.

In Little Wang's words, Sheng Mingzhi and Shen Ling are both top-notch in looks, one standing at 1.73 and the other close to 1.80, and standing together they are extremely oppressive. Shen Ling has a big, wavy, slutty face, and Sheng Mingzhi looks like the Sea King she hangs out with.

Little Wang is a hipster-phobic, and I'm particularly afraid of the two of them being in the same frame at the same time - mainly because I don't like standing next to them, I think, because I'm easily made to look short and poor.

In addition to the clothing section, the high luxury shop also sells individual lapel pins and accessories.

Sheng Mingzhi looked at it twice and his eyes fell on a dark grey tie and he suddenly remembered that Lu Jiayan had a black blazer that would have suited the tie.

It's just as well that I don't know how I'm going to be responsible for his two hairs.

Sheng Mingzhi was in a good mood and decided to buy Lu Jiayan a tie out of the goodness of his heart.

Just before he could get the guide to wrap the tie up.

Qiao Yan's voice came to my ears.

" Sheng Mingzhi ? How is it you?!"

Sheng Mingzhi looked up and saw Qiao Yan in the shop, wearing a baseball cap and a mask, and in full armour.

Next to him stands Huo Yuzhe, a man who already has several luxury bags in his hands and appears to be out shopping.

It's bad luck to drink cold water when you're unlucky.

Sheng Mingzhi's face instantly took on a look of disgust.

Qiao Yan saw that he hadn't even given Sheng Mingzhi a face, but this man had the nerve to dislike him!

As a result, Qiao Yan somehow remembered some rumours of Sheng Mingzhi's "fake show of wealth being exposed by netizens".

He looked up and down Sheng Mingzhi, took in the decor of the high luxury shop, laughed and said grimly, "You're not here to pose for a photo, are you?"

Sheng Mingzhi didn't answer his boring provocation and spoke indifferently, "I said why did I hit a ghost in broad daylight, but it was your ghost."

Qiao Yan glared at him, "You!"

Huo Yuzhe hastened to round up the situation, "Yan Yan, it's crowded here, outside."

The implication was to remind him of his self-awareness as a star.

In the end, it is no more than Sheng Mingzhi, the 18th line, who can make a fool of himself.

Qiao Yan was so curious that he really put up with it after hearing it. But he couldn't swallow it, so Huo Yuzhe had to let Qiao Yan pick his favourite gift in order to coax him.

It just so happens that Qiao Yan has her eye on the tie that Sheng Mingzhi has in front of her.

"I'll take this tie and wrap it up for me."

"Wait." Sheng Mingzhi suddenly spoke up, deliberately trailing off, "Who told you you could buy this tie. I want this one too."

Qiao Yan immediately exploded and said angrily, " Sheng Mingzhi, don't bully people too much!"

"Laugh out loud." Sheng Mingzhi spoke lazily, "You think too highly of yourself. What's it to you if I buy something?"

The smell of gunpowder is strong.

One touch.

The two men in front of me clearly don't get along.

The guide was in a dilemma.

Qiao Yan glanced at the price of the tie, $78,000, for a brief moment of calm as his anger flared.

Not exactly expensive for a star, but meaty enough.

Sheng Mingzhi Where did this eighteenth-string blob get the money?

Qiao Yan suddenly thought of this, he pursed his lips and said, "That's fine. Don't you want it, then you buy it, and I'll see how you can afford it."

Sheng Mingzhi said slowly, "I don't think it looks good again. Don't want to buy it."

Qiao Yan seemed to understand what was going on, and a sneer appeared on his face. It seemed that all those rumours on the internet were true, and Sheng Mingzhi was indeed a repeat offender who pretended to be fat with a swollen face.

At this moment, as if validating certain facts, he felt a sudden sense of physical and mental relief.

I don't even want to get into a fight with Sheng Mingzhi - it's not like I'm going to get into a fight with a poor, lowly person, it's not like I'm going to get into a fight with a poor, lowly person.

Next, Qiao Yan, with a bitchy smile, bought a series of accessories for around $600,000 in the shop.

It also includes a $700,000 high-fashion set, adding up to a total of $1.3 million.

Huo Yuzhe saw this and frowned slightly.

Together with Qiao Yan's purchase before today, it has cost almost two million.

He's only up this year and has saved just under $10 million in endorsement fees and so on.

Two million is a lot of money to spend - but he can't help but coax Qiao Yan to move up the ladder.

After Qiao Yan had finalised what he wanted to buy, Sheng Mingzhi finally spoke slowly and calmly, to the shopper, nonchalantly: "I want everything he just bought."

Qiao Yan laughed when she heard it, "You're crazy, Sheng Mingzhi."

You can't even afford a $78,000 tie, so what's the point of pretending here?

Sheng Mingzhi didn't bother with him and continued to speak to the shop assistant: "I remember your shop has a rule that priority is given to customers when there is a shortage of stock."

Qiao Yan was stunned.

The guide said in a rush, "Yes, Mr. Sheng."

Sheng Mingzhi nodded to what Qiao Yan wanted: "Only one of these in stock?"

Shopper: "Most of them are one piece."

Sheng Mingzhi was satisfied and gave Qiao Yan an exasperated smile, "Sorry. It looks like you're going to leave empty-handed today."

The shop assistant at the luxury shop quickly checked Sheng Mingzhi's profile with his card, but the picture that popped up was not of him, but of Lu Jiayan, the chairman of YunTing International Mansions. The shop assistant's face changed and she almost shrieked at the reception desk.

When Sheng Mingzhi came back out to greet him, the shop assistant had been replaced by a shop manager, who respectfully packed everything Sheng Mingzhi needed.

Qiao Yan watched incredulously as Sheng Mingzhi really bought so many things, swiping over a million without blinking an eye, his face turning black with embarrassment.

Qiao Yan was so angry at having lost such a big man that he wanted to take action, but Huo Yuzhe stopped him.

It must be said that Huo Yuzhe was relieved to see Sheng Mingzhi swipe his card. After all, he couldn't afford to pay the $1 million.

"Yanyin. Forget it."

"Forget it?!" Qiao Yan finally couldn't help but burst out at him, "Am I your boyfriend or is he your boyfriend? Are you speaking for him like this? Huo Yuzhe, I'm not blind!"

After saying this, he simply ran away in a negative manner.

Huo Yuzhe glanced awkwardly at Sheng Mingzhi, but there was a hint of doubt in his mind: How did Sheng Mingzhi have so much money? Where did it come from?

But he didn't have time to think about it before Qiao Yan was too far away and he had to get up and go after her.

Sheng Mingzhi was delighted to see Qiao Yan, the little green tea, crying and running away from him.

By the end of the evening, though, he was a little sorry he had bought them.

It wasn't that he thought it was too much - it was Lu Jiayan's card anyway, so he didn't feel any pain.

Qiao Yan's aesthetic is so crotch-pulling that he couldn't pick a single thing that looked good apart from that tie.

As he sits in the living room, the door to the XiShan One villa opens and the sound of an engine comes from the courtyard, and Sheng Mingzhi flinches, suddenly remembering that today is Lu Jiayan's day home from a business trip.

What a coincidence!

Before he could collect the bags of luxury goods from the table, Lu Jiayan had taken the lift up from the basement.

Having not seen him for many days, Sheng Mingzhi was a little uncomfortable to see him all of a sudden.

And the other man, seeing the room full of wreckage, gave his footsteps a start, then raised an eyebrow.

Although Sheng Mingzhi spends (Lu Jiayan's) money like water and is not at all polite, this is the first time he has been hit by an opponent today.

With an inexplicable sense of weakness, he opened his mouth to break the silence in the living room and explained, "Just to be clear. I didn't buy these things for myself."

Lu Jiayan slouches off his suit jacket, revealing his white shirt. With his superb proportions, he looks like a man out of a comic book, taking a step around to the sofa and giving Sheng Mingzhi a bit of a squeeze.

Sheng Mingzhi repeats, and emphatically, "These are bought for you."

Lu Jiayan is sceptical: "Bought for me?"

He nodded, the more he thought about it, the more justified he became, thinking to himself, "I bought him a gift, what's there to be ashamed of? The old man should be grateful to me!

Sheng Xu has never received a gift from him personally!

"Right. Didn't you make me responsible for those two hairs of yours."

Sheng Mingzhi pushed the luxury items in front of him towards Lu Jiayan and spoke in a somewhat precious way: "This is my sincere offer."

The look on his face was like he was trying to write off the unpleasantness of that night with him.

Lu Jiayan did not move, looking at him with a smirk.

As if to say, the little ancestor also knows how to spend money on things to make men happy?

As a result, his subtle touching did not last for a moment.

The phone in his pocket vibrated and Lu Jiayan took it out to see that it was a message from his bank.

[Dear xx Bank customer, your last number 3215 completed a transaction of RMB1432000 at xx shop of YunTing Building ......]

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Sheng Mingzhi :.

The living room was suddenly ridiculously quiet.

The screen is very bright.

Both people can see it clearly, as can the YunTing building logo printed on the coffee table shopping bag.

The atmosphere was awkwardly stagnant.

Suddenly, Sheng Mingzhi broke the silence.

"Right." He had a serious, strong word and a dry tone, "The theory is that what is bought for you, of course, has to be on your dime."

It was so logical and sensible that Lu Jiayan could not refute it.

At that moment, the little bit of emotion in his heart was gone.

Straight away Lu Jiayan gasped, his voice low and clean, with a few moments of disbelief in his peach blossom eyes, "So, do I have to thank you, for spending my money and giving me a gift?"

"Hmm."

Sheng Mingzhi nodded expressionlessly but actually toed the ground in embarrassment, "That's what you should thank me for."