My Ares Son-in-Law

It was an icy jadeite pendant with a full green ruyi color. It was extremely translucent and lustrous, with a rich and even green color. The design was simple yet elegant, and it was clearly very valuable at first glance, perfectly matching Xiao Chen's temperament.

Xiao Chen glanced at the price tag casually...

Sixteen million.

For him, it was nothing more than a drizzle.

For Zhou Keying, it was nothing at all.

In fact, Zhou Keying's family wealth was far greater than that old lady from the capital had imagined.

Zhou Keying raised her hand and beckoned to a male sales assistant not far away:

"Hello, could you please take this pendant out so I can take a look?"

The male sales assistant glanced at her lazily, offering no response.

"The key isn't with me; it's with the manager."

After saying that, he picked up the walkie-talkie and reported with a hint of disdain:

"Manager Zhang, someone wants to see our store's prized possession."

Soon, a woman dressed in bright colors and wearing high heels walked briskly over.

Her name is Zhang Hualan, and she is the sales manager of Zhenbaoge.

"Which distinguished guest would like to see our prized possession?"

Zhang Hualan wore a standard professional smile, her gaze scrutinizing as she slowly swept over them.

The male sales assistant gestured slightly towards Xiao Chen, forcing an awkward smile, and said to Zhang Hualan, "Manager Zhang, this is the gentleman who wants to take a look at that pendant."

Zhang Hualan's gaze followed the direction indicated by the male sales assistant and slowly landed on Xiao Chen.

In an instant, the standard and exquisite professional smile that was on her face froze completely, her expression turning extremely ugly, as if she had swallowed a filthy and disgusting fly.

In her eyes, Xiao Chen's outfit consisted of the most ordinary and cheapest street vendor clothes, probably costing no more than a hundred yuan. He looked poor and destitute. How could someone like that be worthy of touching their Treasure Pavilion's prized possession?
That's an absolute joke!
She immediately frowned, turned her head, and launched into a tirade of angry words at the male sales assistant, her voice sharp and cutting:

"Xiao Sun! Have you lost your mind? Did you get your head stuck in a door or get kicked by a donkey? Is this kind of person even worth calling me over? Do you have nothing better to do?!"

The male sales assistant was stunned by the scolding, his face full of grievance. He lowered his head and whispered in defense, "Manager Zhang, it wasn't me who called you. It was this gentleman and this lady who clearly stated that they wanted to look at that particular pendant..."

"Can't you tell he simply can't afford it?"

Zhang Hualan's voice became even shriller, almost shouting, "Are you blind? Can't you tell good people from bad? If you're blind, get out of here and stop embarrassing yourself and wasting my time!"

Zhang Hualan always held herself in high regard, believing she had an exceptional eye for people. She could accurately assess a customer's status and purchasing power with just a glance. Therefore, she almost instantly concluded that the man dressed like a beggar was a scoundrel.

Let alone buying the store's prized possession worth over 16 million, he might not even be able to afford the cheapest piece of jewelry in the store, which costs just over 1,000 yuan!

Isn't this just blatantly creating trouble out of nothing, deliberately wasting her feelings and time?
The male sales assistant was so scolded that he didn't dare to breathe loudly. He could only lower his head, shrink to the side, and dare not say another word.

Seeing this, Zhou Keying frowned deeply, her face turning cold. She stepped forward and said, "You're running a business, what's wrong with customers coming to look at things? There's no reason not to let them see."

Zhang Hualan crossed her arms, a cold and sarcastic smile playing on her lips. She glanced sideways at Zhou Keying and Xiao Chen, and said with a sneer:

"It's true that we're open for business, but we only do business with respectable customers, not with idiots! You clearly can't afford it, yet you still come here to join the fun and pretend to buy things. Isn't that just wasting our time?"

Zhou Keying's eyes turned completely cold as she stared sharply at Zhang Hualan, saying each word clearly, "Which eye of yours saw that we can't afford it? What makes you so sure?"

"Hehe!" Zhang Hualan chuckled as if she had heard the funniest joke in the world, her face full of disdain and contempt.

"This pendant is worth over 16 million. Your boyfriend can only pull out a little over 1,000 yuan from his entire body. That's already incredibly impressive! And you want to buy this? With what are you going to buy it? With your shamelessness?"

Xiao Chen remained calm and composed throughout, showing no anger. He slowly pulled a black card from his pocket, held it lightly between his fingers, and presented it to Zhang Hualan. His tone was flat, yet carried an undeniable authority:

"Open your eyes and look carefully. The money in this card is more than enough to buy not only this pendant, but your entire Treasure Pavilion."

Zhang Hualan glanced at the black card casually, her sneer intensifying as she said sarcastically:
"Oh, I didn't expect you to have done your homework beforehand, knowing to get a fake black card to show off? Too bad, you overdid it... Who would believe that a penniless guy like you could produce a real card of this caliber? Don't embarrass yourself here!"

The other guests around were also drawn to the commotion and turned to look. They pointed and whispered among themselves, their comments full of mockery and disdain.

"These people are really shameless. They don't have any money, but they still have to come to such high-end places to pretend to be rich and powerful."

"That's right, you think you can act like a big shot just because you have a fake card? Do you think we're people who've never seen the world before? Don't you even know where you are?"

"I've seen plenty of people like this. They'll eventually run out of steam and make all sorts of excuses to slink away. It's pointless."

Xiao Chen glanced coldly at Zhang Hualan, who was smug and had a mean face behind the counter, and had already made up his mind.

Today, I'm going to teach this snobbish scoundrel a lesson he won't forget, so he'll understand what it means to be outspoken and what it means to be rude and hurtful.

Without another word, he took out his phone and dialed Qin Xianglan's number directly. His tone was calm and even, yet carried an invisible air of authority: "Come to the Treasure Pavilion. There are people here who can teach me what it means to look down on others."

The voice on the other end of the phone was extremely respectful: "Understood, Mr. Xiao, I'll be there right away, please wait a moment."

When Zhang Hualan saw that Xiao Chen had actually made the call, her lips curled into a sneer, her mockery deepening, and she said in a sarcastic tone:
"Oh, you actually greet people? You're putting on quite a show. Do you think you're some rich young master? That's hilarious!"

Xiao Chen nodded slightly, his expression remaining calm, his tone indifferent yet carrying an air of domineering confidence, and slowly said, "I'm not some rich young master, but I am a wealthy patriarch." (End of Chapter)