[013] BOSS Speaks

But Mu Lingqian ignored the woman's words and went directly to Wen Xiangyang. He took out a card and said, "Use this card."

"Hey, what do you mean? Why should I use your card?" Wen Xiangyang stopped Mu Lingqian and said to the shop assistant, "I'm sorry, I'm not buying this dress after all."

Wen Xiangyang then went back to the changing room, changed back into her clothes, and walked out of the shop.

She wanted to put on a show, but that requires means. By now, she and her deadbeat dad were basically estranged, she had just graduated from college, and was broke. The dress cost more than two million yuan, and she wasn't even sure if Yan Xin would like it. Buying it just to blind the eyes of cheaters and gold diggers seemed unnecessary.

Plus, Mu Lingqian was nothing more than a gigolo, how much could he make? Besides, they had no close relationship. She could not let someone buy clothes for her with money earned that way.

"What a cheapskate." The voluptuous woman continued to mock Wen Xiangyang, and was about to grab the dress. But before she could, Mu Lingqian snatched it away.

"Wrap this up."

"Yes, Young Master Mu." Muma Commercial Building was one of Mu Lingqian's businesses, and the store manager didn't dare to offend him. The dress was quickly wrapped up.

Seeing Mu Lingqian buying the dress, the voluptuous woman quickly took his arm and said, "Lingqian, you're wonderful."

But in the next second, she was pushed away by Mu Lingqian.

"You're not allowed to call me Lingqian. As of today, put her on the blacklist of all my businesses."

The woman was shocked to silence, "Mu, Young Master Mu...".

Mu Lingqian left Q&T and couldn't see Wen Xiangyang anywhere. He frowned and made a call, "Assistant Zhang, send this photo to all the store managers and have them give her the biggest discount."

"Yes." As soon as the call ended, Assistant Zhang received a photo.

Within one minute, all the store managers of the Muma Commercial Building received a photo. It was a screenshot, and nobody dared to question or underestimate it.

Not buying the dress, Wen Xiangyang had to keep searching. After another hour, she found a pretty sundress she liked.

As soon as she shown interest, the sales clerk brought down the sundress enthusiastically, said it was on sale, even helped her with a whole set of matching accessories, and gave her many freebies. Eventually, she only spent thirty thousand yuan, a price far lower than she expected.

Just as she bought the clothes, Yan Xin called.

"Xiangyang, where are you? Don't forget, Sid Restaurant at two this afternoon. If this isn't suitable, I won't know who else to find. If it wasn't for the fact that my brother is known to everyone, I'd have asked you to take him."

"I just bought a dress. By the way, Xiao Xin, I've just bought a sundress. It's not particularly expensive, so I won't give you the clothes anymore. When I have money later, I will pay you back for the dress."

"Alright, alright." Yan Xin did not care about the money at all. If it weren't for the fact that Wen Xiangyang didn't like receiving material help, she would have dragged her on a shopping spree long ago.

"Xiangyang, I have a meeting soon, I'll stop talking now, just remember to go there."