Manhattan, inside a luxury store on Fifth Avenue.
Wang Jian looked at the lady beside him, clad in high heels almost his height, and finally felt he had chosen the right person.
This former rich girl named Caroline was practically a walking face-slap!
"Hehe, I'm not here to return items pitifully, but to shop."
Caroline, linking arms with Wang Jian, said to the attendant, "Like before, take me to the VIP room."
"But..." The attendant looked at the two of them, her face showing difficulty.
"Cough, cough," Wang Jian discreetly glanced at the paparazzi behind him, "where is your guest list?"
"I am Wang Jian, you can check it out."
The attendant paused upon hearing the name, took another careful look at Wang Jian, and finally brought out the courtesy expected of a luxury store.
"Mr. Wang, Miss Caroline, I am very sorry to make your shopping experience unpleasant," the manager said while secretly glancing at Caroline.
"To apologize, we will offer a bottle of fine wine."