Shi Yajing cared a great deal about appearances.
In fact, the privileged class in small county towns often cared more about such things than rich young men and women in big cities with the same level of assets.
As the ancients said, "The mountains are high and the emperor is far away." That was the logic of it. Power had always been quick to corrupt people's hearts. Big cities had plenty of restrictions and competing factions, but small county towns were different.
Shi Yajing immediately revealed her displeasure. The manager's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly explained, "Yajing, you've misunderstood. The store manager didn't deliberately refuse to come out. He's accompanying a guest."
"A guest? What guest could be more important than me?"
Shi Yajing frowned and spoke with imperious confidence.
Lai Wenyu, standing beside her, shuddered inwardly.
This is the pressure of Sister Shi. Do any of you have this kind of pressure? I'd like to ask.
Back when Lai Wenyu was in middle school, he never studied properly and spent his days doing nothing, hanging around with delinquents both on and off campus.
Among those delinquents, he had been at the very bottom. Whenever he offended some big shot, he had to keep a low profile and hide all over the place.
That was why he especially admired women like Shi Yajing.
He needed to latch onto a rich woman. Without the power of a wealthy girlfriend, Lai Wenyu probably would never have dared stroll into a Mercedes-Benz 4S dealership so casually in his life, much less receive such fawning service from the manager.
A nobody off the street like him was just that kind of person.
Yet the manager had actually said that the store manager was accompanying another guest?
Lai Wenyu knew he should take