Spending Spree

After changing his phone's SIM card, Ye Feng picked up his shopping bag and was about to leave.

Zhang Meng, who had been watching from the side, was astonished. How was that possible? How could Ye Feng bear to spend so much on a phone?

She darted in front of him and pointed at him. "Well, well! So you've been pretending to be poor and deceiving Yueyue all along. You really are a scumbag. You deserved to get dumped."

"Are you done? If you are, get lost. Don't block my way," Ye Feng said, looking at her coldly.

Feeling a chill rush straight at her, Zhang Meng stepped aside without thinking.

Ye Feng walked straight past her. When Zhang Meng came to her senses, she felt humiliated. How could she have made way for Ye Feng? Furious, she stormed outside and hurled abuse in the direction he had gone.

Ye Feng rode his little electric scooter leisurely down the road. He checked his balance and saw that the cashback accumulated in his black card had reached 1.2 million yuan. It felt great to make a million in a day!

Arriving at Wanda Plaza, Ye Feng went on a spending spree.

He walked into the Armani store, where several sales assistants were sitting around leisurely. They didn't get up when they saw him arrive and simply continued chatting among themselves.

Ye Feng frowned but paid them no attention and started browsing on his own. After a look around, he took a liking to two casual outfits and said to a sales assistant, "Please take these two outfits out for me. I'd like to try them on."

The sales assistant came over reluctantly and gave Ye Feng a professional fake smile. "Sir, these two outfits cost 350,000 yuan in total. Are you sure you want to try them on?"

"Are you afraid I can't afford them?" Ye Feng asked coldly.

"No, sir. I'm just worried they might be damaged and cause unnecessary trouble. If you insist, I'll get them for you." The sales assistant wore an expression that said he couldn't afford them.

"Go get them," Ye Feng said coldly.

Before long, the sales assistant brought the clothes over. Ye Feng changed in the fitting room and examined himself in the mirror.

As the saying went, clothes made the man just as a saddle made the horse. His bearing immediately rose to another level. He nodded in satisfaction, took out his black card, and handed it to the sales assistant. "Charge it!"

The sales assistant was startled. She hadn't expected him to actually pay by card; she had already prepared herself to have gone to all that trouble for nothing.

"Certainly, sir."

The sales assistant was startled when she looked at the black card in her hand. Although she didn't know what Global Bank's Supreme Black Card signified, its material and Global Bank's reputation told her that whoever owned it had to be no ordinary person.

After processing the payment, the sales assistant respectfully handed the card back to Ye Feng with both hands.

[Congratulations, host. You spent 350,000 yuan. Cashback of 35 million yuan has been deposited into your Supreme Black Card ending in 8888.]

Seeing his net worth soar, Ye Feng was overjoyed. He no longer cared about the earlier unpleasantness. He picked up his card and left. Today, he was going on a spending spree.

Next target: Patek Philippe!

When he entered the store, a sales assistant warmly came over to greet him. The earlier scene didn't repeat itself, perhaps because of his expensive outfit.

The sales assistant enthusiastically offered recommendations. After much consideration, Ye Feng chose a Patek Philippe Phantom worth 7 million yuan.

Afterward, Ye Feng also bought a Hermès belt and a men's leather bag.

By the time he left Wanda Plaza, the system's cashback had reached an astonishing 1 billion yuan.

Standing at the entrance to the plaza, Ye Feng felt the warmth of the sunlight falling on him and shouted, "This feels great!" The people around him gave him strange looks.

He hopped onto his little electric scooter and headed for his next destination: a Mercedes-Benz dealership.

When Ye Feng arrived on his little electric scooter, even the security guards at the entrance stared in astonishment. A handsome young man wearing all kinds of expensive, high-end clothes was riding a little electric scooter. Was this how rich people got around for fun these days?

Inside the dealership, Ye Feng headed straight for the Big G. He had liked the car for a long time and had once dreamed of driving it on a trip with the girl he loved.

He came to the display stand and looked at the car of his dreams, his face full of excitement. Just then, a discordant voice rang out. "Yueyue, isn't that your broke-ass ex-boyfriend? Look at that sleazy grin on his face. Someone might think he was lusting after the car! Hahaha."

"Brother Wang, stop bringing him up. Yueyue only has you in her heart now. That pauper must be here to browse and mooch a boxed lunch. He's not rich like you, able to afford a Mercedes-Benz."

Looking at the shameless pair, Ye Feng lamented that he must have forgotten to check the almanac before leaving home today, running into these two shameless dogs.

"Miss, do you have this Big G in stock?" Ye Feng ignored them and asked the saleswoman beside him.

"Sir, we currently have a fully loaded Big G in stock. If you buy it, you can drive it away this afternoon," the saleswoman, Lin Yiyi, said. She had heard every word the two had said to mock Ye Feng. Were they idiots? This gentleman was dressed in designer brands from head to toe. In particular, she had just caught a glimpse of the Patek Philippe on Ye Feng's wrist, which was worth at least several million. This Mr. Ye had to be worth at least 100 million yuan.

"Hahaha, Ye Feng, you're actually asking if they have one in stock? Are you here to make us laugh? You just lost your internship, so you probably have less than 5,000 yuan to your name, right? And you have the nerve to say you want to buy a Big G. Can you even afford it?" Wang Yong jeered.

Ye Feng looked at him coldly. "So you were the one behind it. What is that piece of trash Wang Gang to you?"

"Hahaha, you only just figured out I was the one pulling the strings? Hahaha! Wang Gang is my cousin. Let me tell you, now that you've offended me, Wang Yong, I'll make sure you can't make a living in Demon City. Hurry up and crawl back to your hometown!" Wang Yong's mockery grew even more brazen.

"You think that's enough to bring me down? You underestimate me!" Without the system, Ye Feng wouldn't have had the confidence to say that, but now he feared no one.

"Underestimate you? Hahaha, I've never thought anything of you."

"Do you dare make a bet with me? If I can buy this Big G, you'll kneel down and bark like a dog three times!"

"You? You can't even afford a Big G's wheel! Hahaha, I agree. If you buy it, never mind three barks, I'll do a hundred. But can you afford it?"

"That's right. Look at you, a poor loser. How can you compare with Brother Wang?" Meng Yue chimed in mockingly.

Hearing Wang Yong agree, Ye Feng took out his black card and told the saleswoman Lin Yiyi to prepare the contract and charge the card directly.

Lin Yiyi respectfully took the card. "Mr. Ye, please wait a moment. I'll take care of it right away."

Ten minutes later, Lin Yiyi returned to Ye Feng with the contract.

"Mr. Ye, the contract is ready. Once you've signed it, you can take the car whenever you like."

After he signed, the system's cashback notification arrived.

[Congratulations, host. You spent 2.1 million yuan. Cashback of 210 million yuan has been deposited into your black card ending in 8888.]

Wang Yong and Meng Yue stared in disbelief. "How is that possible? How can you afford it? You and this saleswoman must be in it together! You must have teamed up to trick me!"