Supremely Talented Tyrant

Chen Zhiyan paused momentarily, but then he saw Hao Jian's confident smile!

He really hadn't changed at all since back then, always so full of self-assurance, so spirited no matter the occasion.

Chen Zhiyan nodded and then picked out another piece for Hao Jian:

"This one is two hundred thousand."

"Don't want it."

"This one is three hundred thousand."

"Don't want it."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The plump woman blinked and said with some impatience:

"If we keep going like this, the result will be the same. There are no bargains in our store; every piece of jewelry is crafted by a top designer. You, a loser, should stop dreaming and get lost, stop wasting our time."

But Hao Jian still ignored her, pointing to a set of couple rings and asking:

"This one is not bad, how much is it?"

"This..." Chen Zhiyan looked at Hao Jian with some difficulty because he had chosen a pair of couple rings that should not have been chosen.

"Haha, you think a poor nobody like you can buy that? It is the treasure of our store, costing over two million twenty thousand." The plump woman mocked and burst into laughter.

"However, you have a good eye, you spotted the best item in our shop at first glance. It's just a pity you will never be able to afford it in your lifetime."

Hao Jian, as if he hadn't heard the plump woman speaking, smiled at Chen Zhiyan and said:

"Tell me about this ring."

Seeing that Hao Jian was still ignoring her, the plump woman felt annoyed and snorted coldly, "Pretentious fool."

Chen Zhiyan hesitated for a moment, but still spoke up:

"These couple rings are called 'Heirloom,' symbolizing the King and the Queen's eternal affection, nobility, elegance, and ultimate luxury."

"Heirloom? Indeed, a good name."

Hao Jian nodded and smiled, Shu Ya was the Queen, and he was the King; the meaning matched them as well.

"I'll take this one," said Hao Jian and then took out a credit card from his pocket.

Seeing that card, everyone was stunned because that was a Black Card!

The Black Card, also known as the Centurion Card, is known as the king of cards, having one equates to possessing a symbol of status and position.

Such bank cards cannot be applied for, they are only offered by banks to invite certain customers. The number of people who have this card is very limited, and although many rich individuals frequent this store, none of them possessed one.

So when they saw that Hao Jian actually had such a card in his hand, they were all dumbfounded.

Initially, they thought Hao Jian was a nobody who had wandered into the wrong place, but now it seemed he was not a nobody; he was being understated.

What could be more convincing than pulling out a Black Card?

At this moment, their gazes towards Hao Jian were filled with awe because they knew that Hao Jian must be wealthier than them.

The annual fee for the Black Card is about fifteen thousand dollars, only those exceedingly rich tycoons wouldn't care about that.

Who would have thought, Hao Jian, dressed so shabbily, was actually so wealthy.

And at this time, the most shocked were none other than the plump woman and Chen Zhiyan!

They had never imagined Hao Jian would pull out a Black Card, especially the plump woman; her face turned green on the spot. A loser? She really wanted to slap herself several times right now!

Of course, this Black Card wasn't actually Hao Jian's; it was given to him by Shu Yuntu as a reward for betraying Shu Ya. Hao Jian hadn't expected it would come in handy at this moment.

"Take it already, what are you dazed for?" Hao Jian said to the daydreaming Chen Zhiyan.

"Oh, oh." Chen Zhiyan hurriedly nodded, preparing to take the Black Card.

"Sir, let me serve you instead."

But just at that moment, the fat woman immediately crowded in, her face full of smiles, talking to Hao Jian just like a fawning dog.

However, the card Hao Jian had taken out was instantly pulled back, and he looked at the fat woman with some displeasure, uttering only one word:

"Scram!"

".." The fat woman froze on the spot, her expression incredibly awkward.

"This commission must be credited to your account; no one else is allowed to take it," Hao Jian said expressionlessly.

"Hao Jian, thank you. Really, thank you."

Chen Zhiyan wept tears of joy. According to their company's policy, each piece of jewelry would earn a five percent commission, which meant a commission of one million one hundred thousand for her.

No wonder the fat woman was so desperate as to lose her shame and try to butter up Hao Jian, because that amount was nearly her income for half a year. Clearly, she wanted to snatch the commission, but Hao Jian didn't give her the chance.

With this money, Chen Zhiyan would be able to relieve a lot of the pressure on her family.

Seeing the commission given to Chen Zhiyan, the fat woman was filled with envy, regretting her attitude deeply. She knew the commission should have been hers; if she had been friendly to Hao Jian from the start, she might have gotten a share of the bounty.

"Why thank me? We're old classmates after all, and you know what they say: 'Keep the benefits within your own group.' Why let outsiders profit when someone from our circle can earn it?" Hao Jian laughed.

Chen Zhiyan wiped away her tears and managed a faint smile: "I won't bother saying thank you anymore, I'll take you out to dinner sometime soon." Find your next read on empire

After that, Chen Zhiyan turned around to swipe the card, and started to wrap the pair of rings for Hao Jian.

Hao Jian took the rings and then his gaze fell on the fat woman:

"What's the matter? You seem quite shocked?"

The fat woman's expression flashed with surprise, then she forced a smile that looked even uglier than crying.

"You're shocked too soon. You'll be even more astonished in a little while," Hao Jian said with a cold laugh, then picked up his phone to make a call.

"Hello, Hao Jian, what made you think of calling me all of a sudden?" e was greeted by Xiao Qiang's gentle laughter.

"Xiao Qiang, as the head of the HR department, do you have jurisdiction over the staff in the stores as well as those in the company headquarters?" Hao Jian asked.

Xiao... Xiao Qiang?

At the mention of this name, the fat woman, Chen Zhiyan, and a group of others all showed shocked expressions. This guy actually knew the HR department head of their headquarters?

"Yep, what's up?" Xiao Qiang asked, puzzled.

Hao Jian glanced at the fat woman and said with a sneer, "There's a store manager in a shop inside Beifu Mall on Huayuan Street in East City District who has seriously violated company discipline, abused her power for personal gain, and insulted and neglected customers, acting in a preposterous manner. I hope you can fire her."

Hearing this, the fat woman's face turned deathly pale.

"Are you sure?" Xiao Qiang frowned, wondering how Hao Jian knew about this.

"Of course, I am right in the store now. If you don't believe me, you can send someone from the headquarters to retrieve the surveillance video," Hao Jian said.

"There's no need, I believe you."

Xiao Qiang promptly agreed, her tone gradually turning colder.

If it was as Hao Jian described, then it was an embarrassment to their company. Should the scandal be revealed by the media, the company's reputation would be completely ruined.

"Oh, and there's an employee here named Chen Zhiyan who's performed very well. You could promote her to the new store manager after you fire that one," Hao Jian added.