The moment the two came downstairs they bowed respectfully toward Jiang Cheng.
Then they walked over and whispered to Zhao Yi what An Xin had said.
Zhao Yi couldn't help but look surprised.
But a few seconds later the smile on her face deepened.
She hadn't expected such good fortune to land on her.
Given Jiang Cheng's lavish style, he might actually buy this evening gown.
After all, in the dozen minutes downstairs just now he had already spent nearly seven hundred thousand.
And the price of this gown was extremely high; if Jiang Cheng bought it, it would count toward her sales performance.
Zhao Yi immediately walked up to Jiang Cheng and Yu Xiaoxiao, excitement written all over her face. "Mr. Jiang, Miss Yu, I've just received some great news—the gown you had your eye on can now be transferred to you. However, the customer has already paid for it, and the price is rather high: one million. Would you like to try it on?"
Jiang Cheng wasn't particularly surprised; this wasn't the first time he'd run into this situation.
The last time he'd bought the ferrari laferrari it had been the same, so he didn't bother asking about the process.
If he'd asked a single extra question, he would have learned that the gown had originally been custom-ordered by An Xin.
Seeing Yu Xiaoxiao's delighted face, Jiang Cheng smiled. "Then let's see if the size fits; if it does, we'll take it."
Looking at the evening gown priced at a million, Yu Xiaoxiao hesitated.
But she couldn't resist Jiang Cheng's burning gaze.
Yu Xiaoxiao gave a slight nod.
The moment she nodded, Zhao Yi eagerly ushered her into the fitting room.
She then quickly called another Sales Associate over to help.
Together they carefully lifted the dress off the display mannequin and hurried it to the changing area.
A few minutes later Yu Xiaoxiao slowly stepped out of the fitting room.
The instant she appeared, Jiang Cheng, who had been sitting on the sofa playing with his phone, lit up; he straightened up from his relaxed slouch.
It was obvious he was more than satisfied.
The champagne-colored Strapless gown hugged her waist perfectly.
Right at the most alluring spot, the bust, semi-transparent Lace had been added, revealing a hint of fullness while leaving something to the imagination—an anticipation of what lay just out of sight.
The fitted Mermaid Skirt below traced the curve of her hips flawlessly.
Her fair feet peeked out, set off by matching peep-toe heels in the same tone.
Those delicate toes, painted red, made Jiang Cheng's Adam's apple bob involuntarily.
A devilish figure, perfect styling, plus Yu Xiaoxiao's flawless face—one look and you couldn't look away.
It wasn't just Jiang Cheng; even the nearby Female Sales Associates stared, sincerely exclaiming, "Absolutely stunning—you're far more beautiful than most celebrities I've seen."
"Exactly! This dress looks tailor-made for you; it suits you so well!"
"It highlights every one of your strengths. I'm sure everyone who sees you will be dazzled at first sight."
Listening to the sales staff, Yu Xiaoxiao turned to Jiang Cheng. "How is it?"
Jiang Cheng didn't answer with words; his actions said it all.
He pulled out his Black-Gold Bank Card and handed it to Zhao Yi. "Swipe the card."
Zhao Yi took the black-gold card with delight. She hadn't expected Jiang Cheng to make such a huge purchase on his first visit—nor that she would be the one serving him.
She spun around and went to process the payment.
The other Sales Associates watched Zhao Yi with envy.
Yet what they envied more was Yu Xiaoxiao.
After all, Zhao Yi was only getting a hefty commission, whereas Yu Xiaoxiao had the dream ATM every woman wished for.
Once Zhao Yi left, Yu Xiaoxiao walked up to Jiang Cheng, shyly asking, "Isn't it wasteful to buy such an expensive gown? There are so few occasions to wear it."
Seeing her protest insincerely, Jiang Cheng chuckled. "Don't you like it?"
She didn't deny it, answering honestly, "This is the first time I've ever seen a million-yuan evening gown in person. It's truly beautiful—hard to say I don't like it."
"Then that's settled. If you like it, buy it." His tone was casual, as if he were talking about an ordinary dress.
His generosity made Yu Xiaoxiao secretly happy.
Not that she wanted to milk him dry.
As the saying goes online: if a man is willing to spend on you, it doesn't necessarily mean he loves you.
But if he won't spend on you, he definitely doesn't love you.
Splurging a million on a gown convinced her that Jiang Cheng's love was real.
After all, with that same million he could easily have played around with a dozen women.
Yet he'd spent it on her—didn't that show she had a place in his heart?
Still, joy aside, she sensibly said, "You treat me so well; I should think for you too. Don't buy me such expensive things again."
Jiang Cheng slipped an arm around her waist, burying his nose in the curve of her swan-like neck.
"Don't worry. Under your management Xingchen Entertainment's profits are steady, and my Investment Company is doing even better. This month a single Stock play netted me several billion. What you buy is nothing by comparison."
Yu Xiaoxiao was stunned.
She knew Jiang Cheng was worth billions, but billions in profit sounded unreal.
Take Xingchen Entertainment—monthly revenue was barely over a million.
As a new company burning cash everywhere, staying out of the red and even turning a profit was already impressive.