The LV staff looked at the two bowls of ordinary Shaxian noodles and three steamed dumplings on the table, unable to hide their surprise.
Everyone knew that property prices in Wangjiang Residence were not low.
Such luxurious decoration and such a large flat floor must cost at least ten million.
Living in a mansion worth tens of millions yet eating Shaxian snacks that cost only a few yuan??
The total price of the takeout on this table was only about 40 yuan??
Shouldn't rich people eat delicacies, steak, and foie gras every day?
This kind of noodle dish was no different from the takeout they usually ate.
So rich people's lunches were also so simple and unadorned?
Surprise aside, everyone's face wore a professional smile.
But if Jiang Cheng knew their thoughts, he would probably say: "Can't a Godly Tycoon eat a few yuan's worth of noodles?? Stop it. A Godly Tycoon is human too. After eating too much meat and fish, I occasionally want to change to a lighter taste."
Jiang Cheng ignored the group and said to the leading manager: "Go prepare by the sofa over there first. I'll come over after I finish eating."
The Male Manager immediately nodded respectfully and then directed the others to unpack and arrange the bags neatly.
In about ten minutes, everything was arranged, and Jiang Cheng and Zhou Ying finished the steamed dumplings and noodles.
Jiang Cheng pulled Zhou Ying to sit on the sofa and said to the LV manager: "Let's begin."
"Alright, Mr. Jiang."
Seeing such a grand display, Zhou Ying asked Jiang Cheng: "To have LV provide home service, the annual spending must be quite high, right??"
Jiang Cheng nodded: "If annual spending exceeds 400,000, you can become their VIP. Exceeding one million makes you a Super VIP, with various exclusive customized privileges."
Jiang Cheng had several young ladies around him who liked beautiful clothes and bags.
In the short two months since obtaining the tycoon system, his annual spending had already exceeded one million.
"You really are a big Tycoon."
Despite saying that, Zhou Ying sat obediently next to Jiang Cheng, watching the Male Manager carefully introduce the new bags to them.
Jiang Cheng pointed to a red bag: "Keep this one. It suits you and can hold things when you travel."
Before he finished speaking, the doorbell rang again.
Wang Sheng glanced at Jiang Cheng upon hearing it.
Seeing Jiang Cheng nod, he went over and opened the door.
Another group of service personnel in black suits and white gloves appeared at the door.
From the shopping bags they held, they were clearly staff from the Burberry counter.
After getting permission to enter, the Burberry Male Manager, like the LV manager, had the other staff put on shoe covers before entering.
A group of people pushed bags in politely and cautiously.
The moment they entered, they saw the LV staff carefully serving Jiang Cheng.
The two groups looked at each other, both raising their eyebrows in surprise.
This situation was uncommon; it seemed the client they were serving today was even more generous than they imagined.
After a moment of hesitation, the Burberry manager led the group to bow to Jiang Cheng and said in unison: "Good afternoon, Mr. Jiang!"
Seeing another wave of counter staff waiting to serve them, Zhou Ying was once again shocked by the wealth Jiang Cheng displayed.
She suddenly felt that her family hadn't really been rich before; compared to Jiang Cheng, they were at most a well-off family.
After all, she had never experienced being surrounded by so many people like this.
Xia Li, standing nearby, was also struck by the scene.
Her gaze toward Zhou Ying was now filled with envy.
Compared to them, Jiang Cheng appeared very calm.
He casually said to the Burberry manager: "Wait a moment. It'll be your turn once we finish picking these."
The Burberry Male Manager naturally nodded: "Alright, Mr. Jiang."
Jiang Cheng held Zhou Ying, casually commenting on the season's new bags and clothing.
Sometimes he waved to keep something, and sometimes he waved away with a look of disdain.
In about ten minutes, Jiang Cheng kept more than ten pieces of LV clothing for men and women, five or six various bags, and even selected several pairs of the new sneakers.
He spent nearly 600,000 in one go.
Seeing Jiang Cheng keep so many clothes, Zhou Ying said: "Wait, I haven't tried them yet. What if they don't fit??"
"No need to try. I've taken you shopping at their store before, so your sizes are on record. I had them pick the most suitable sizes according to your measurements. With your figure, you'd look good even in burlap, let alone these designer clothes. Help me put these clothes in that room over there."
"That's quite convenient. By the way, are yours going in there too?"
Jiang Cheng said as a matter of course: "Of course. I can wear them next time I come."
"Don't forget, my mother will be living here then too."
"We're all family, why be so particular..."
The LV Male Manager smiled and said: "Miss Zhou, if you're unhappy with any of these sizes or styles after trying them on later, just let me know. I can come and take them back."
His tone was gentle, with professional politeness, but his eyes revealed a trace of hard-to-detect envy.
As an LV manager, he naturally saw Jiang Cheng's spending in the store.
When checking, he also saw many women's clothes of different sizes.
Because of this, he specifically called the stores Jiang Cheng frequently visited to inquire.
The answer he got was that Jiang Cheng had brought more than one young lady to spend at their store.
The Male Manager couldn't help but complain internally: "I won in terms of academic credentials, but lost in family background. In terms of looks, I can't compare. All that's left is my humble outlook on life, worthless self-esteem, and a serious moral baseline to live humbly here."
He knew he shouldn't think this way, but he couldn't control his thoughts.
He imagined how great it would be if he also had such wealth and status.
"Alright, I'll contact you if I need anything."
Over an hour later, the LV and Burberry staff left one after another.
Wang Sheng also tactfully took Xia Li back to his post.
Looking at the filled wardrobe, Zhou Ying sighed again: "So this is the life of you rich people. I've finally seen it."
Jiang Cheng hugged Zhou Ying from behind: "Alright, we've eaten, and the people are gone. It's time to start 'imparting the Dao and its fluids'!"
"What? No, I don't want to..."
However, Zhou Ying's struggle was useless.
Jiang Cheng threw her directly onto the bed.
"I, Brother Cheng, will now show you what it means to have 'everlasting essence' and what 'mouth-to-mouth transmission' really means..."
Jiang Cheng originally thought Qiao Yinyin was top-tier, until he saw Zhou Ying last night... he realized that a woman like this, who wouldn't leave a mouthful of hair no matter how you ate, was truly one in ten thousand.