By taking advantage of the system's generosity, he spent one million and got two million back. Not only had Zhang Yang not spent a single cent, he had even made a million in pocket change.
Others might profit, but he could never lose.
This feeling was really quite nice.
The two young flight attendants, meanwhile, were utterly dazed, as though they were in a dream.
Throwing around money like it was nothing—this was probably what it looked like, right?
"Han Lu, you really don't mind him buying me things?" Liu Chang hugged her bag, ecstatic yet slightly uneasy as she looked at Han Lu.
Watching Zhang Yang buy her something—and a bag worth nearly a hundred thousand at that—even the closest of friends would probably have some thoughts about it.
"What could I possibly mind?" Han Lu said with a smile. "In your eyes, a hundred thousand is a lot of money, but maybe to Zhang Yang, it's just a small amount? He's generous. He just didn't want you to tag along for nothing."
"I was being petty just now," Liu Chang said quietly.
Once the purchase was paid for, Zhang Yang had completed the little event the system had given him. It was late at night, so it was about time to head back.
"Come on, I'll take you home."
Han Lu had naturally come away with a full haul. Though Liu Chang had only gotten a taste of the benefits—a bag—she was more than satisfied.
On the way back, the two young women were still riding high on excitement, chattering nonstop.
Late at night, outside the two flight attendants' residence.
"Do you want to come upstairs and sit for a while?" Han Lu asked, bending slightly as she stood outside the car.
Zhang Yang glanced at Liu Chang