I am not a good person after my rebirth

Chapter 189 I promised to buy you 100 pairs of Balenciaga
On the second day of Fudaoyuan’s opening, the number of orders dropped rapidly.

At the end of the day, including the one signed by Cheng Yao, only 6 orders were completed. However, 4 sets of general courses were sold.

Although the revenue was not small, after yesterday's craziness, today's turnover was somewhat unsatisfactory.

There was a hint of anxiety on Cheng Yao and Professor Xu's faces.

From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality.

However, Chen Qingshan felt that today's results were not satisfactory, but the flaws in the perfect jade did not hide its beauty. The only source of students he had developed was Cuiqing Mansion, and the overall capacity of the community was so large that even if he exhausted all his efforts, there would be a day when he would reach the limit.

Next, I will set up my own sales team, with Cuiqing Mansion as the center, radiating to the surrounding communities, and then there will be a large wave of green leeks.

But one Fudaoyuan store can only serve three or four communities at most. If it is farther away, parents will be worried about the distance, so a new store will need to be opened.

All offline stores, whether they are restaurants, training classes, or beauty salons, want to become bigger and stronger. The same principle applies: opening new stores in an endless cycle.

It’s just that some people make money from customer sales, while others make money from merchants, collecting franchise fees and raw material fees.

The latter basically ends up in a mess.

Chen Qingshan chose to focus on both online and offline, using the Fudaoyuan training class to generate cash flow and the Fudaoyuan APP to raise funds.

It seemed like it was impossible to accomplish despite all the difficulties, but Chen Qingshan didn't have too many worries or concerns.

The best time to plant a tree was ten years ago. The second best time is now.

According to Chen Qingshan’s experience in his previous life, many people started from scratch just because they did it and then succeeded. It’s that simple.

Therefore, Chen Qingshan never believed in any success theory. It was just the bonus of the times.

In 12, he was confident that he could run Fudaoyuan both online and offline. But if he continued to do the education and training project in 12, no amount of money would be enough to compensate for the loss.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Chen Qingshan locked the store door. Xu Lu and Cheng Yao still didn't agree. Maybe they could get another order if they stayed in the store for a while longer?

But Chen Qingshan refused to do it. Just a few thousand yuan would delay his get off work?

Come on, come on, I'll take you home.

Fortunately, Tian Meixin left early at four in the afternoon because of student union matters, otherwise she would have stayed with Chen Qingshan until eight in the evening. Seeing that Chen Qingshan saw Cheng Yao and Professor Xu off but not herself, her little heart would have been shattered into pieces of glass.

Cheng Yao was closer, so Chen Qingshan sent Cheng Yao away first.

Then I sent Professor Xu home. Tomorrow, classes would officially start, so I left the car to Professor Xu and took a taxi back to Sister Yaoyao's rental house.

After Cheng Yao got off the car, Xu Lu returned to her old ways, revealing her true colors. She swung her feet and kicked off her stilettos. Her delicate feet wrapped in black stockings rested on Chen Qingshan's thighs.

He didn't say anything, just silently looked at the scenery outside the window.

It was not until Chen Qingshan's big hands pinched her little feet that she hummed with satisfaction.

"lighter!"

Zila! There was a tearing sound. Professor Xu was annoyed and shouted: "Chen Qingshan, you tore it again. This pair is quite expensive, almost a hundred. Uh~ hum~"

With a slight panting sound, Xu Lu suppressed the curse that was about to come out of her mouth and quietly enjoyed Chen Qingshan's kneading of her skin.

Stockings are meant to be torn, aren’t they?

Xu Lu half closed her beautiful eyes, carefully feeling the claws of evil moving between her toes.

The greenery outside the window flickers backwards as if time is flowing backwards.

At first, Xu Lu didn't pay much attention. After watching for a long time, she realized that Chen Qingshan was not driving the road back to Tianxi.

He asked in surprise: "Chen Qingshan, where are you going?"

Chen Qingshan's actions always speak louder than words.

When Xu Lu saw the Deji Plaza in front of her, she was a little confused. She turned back to look at the man and said blankly, "Chen Qingshan, why did you bring me to Deji?"

Drip!

Chen Qingshan locked the car door, grabbed her snow-white wrist with his big hand, and rushed in at lightning speed.

Jinling Deji is known as the No. 1 business district in Dragon Country. The only one that can compete with it is Beijing's Shin Kong Place. In front of these two true gods, even Shanghai's Hang Lung has to step back a little.

In Jinling, Deji represents high-end and is a real den of money.

With a monthly salary of one million, you come to Deji with trepidation. With a monthly salary of 3000, you can come to Deji to use the toilet.

What Deji is most famous for is not that it covers almost all the world's first-tier luxury brands, but the various types of toilets it has built with huge investments, which often cost seven or even eight figures.

With Xu Lu's wealth, Deji can certainly afford to go shopping, but he doesn't dare to go shopping too long because he would really feel insignificant.

Being dragged into Deji by Chen Qingshan almost forcefully, Xu Lu almost bit him on the spot and whispered, "Chen Qingshan, this is not the place for us."

Chen Qingshan said indifferently: "This is where we should come."

Seeing Chen Qingshan being so stubborn, Xu Lu stamped her feet in anger, "You psychopath, do you know how expensive the things here are?"

Chen Qingshan naturally knew it.

"It's not expensive, I don't want to buy it."

Chen Qingshan brought Xu Lu to the Balenciaga on the first floor with ease.

When Xu Lu saw the string of letters, she instantly understood Chen Qingshan’s intention.

She always thought that Chen Qingshan was joking with her, but she never imagined that this madman was really going to make good on his boast.

"I don't want to." Xu Lu pushed Chen Qingshan's big hand that was holding her wrist, and like a stubborn donkey, she pressed her legs against the wall and refused to enter the store.

"I want it." Chen Qingshan said forcefully. Seeing Xu Lu pulling her body backwards, he inserted one hand into her calf, lifted her up horizontally, and strode into the store.

This unique way of entering the store made the sales staff in the store stunned for three seconds. I have been working in Deji for so many years, but this is the first time I have seen a customer enter the store in this way.

After a brief moment of distraction, the clerk's professionalism immediately brought her back to her senses. She smiled, folded her hands in front of her chest, and said, "Hello. Welcome to Balenciaga."

Reality is not a novel. There are not so many people who look down on others, especially those who work in sales. Even if the customer looks very poor, giving the most basic respect is their compulsory course.

The ones who can really break the defense of these luxury brand salesgirls are never the poor, but those self-proclaimed Tianlong people who already feel reproductively isolated from the lower class. In the eyes of those people, they really don't treat people as human beings. Chen Qingshan raised his head and glanced at the salesgirl with exquisite makeup. Her appearance and figure were outstanding. She was not as shy as Professor Xu in his arms, but she was above average.

She smiled back and said, "Sorry. I made fun of you. She doesn't really like me spending money."

Xu Lu angrily hit Chen Qingshan, wanting to ask him to put her down, but she didn't dare to ask him to put her down.

I have lost all my face. I might as well just keep being an ostrich.

As long as I don't show my face, no one will know that I am Xu Lu, a law professor at Jinan University.

The salesgirl still maintained a polite smile, "It can be seen that your girlfriend loves you very much. It's not that she doesn't like to spend money, but she is reluctant to spend your money."

Sweet-mouthed and good at talking.

Chen Qingshan glanced at Professor Xu who was buried deep in his shoulder, shuddered, and blew gently into her ear, "Professor Xu, say something! Do you dislike spending my money, or are you reluctant to spend my money?"

Get out of here! Xu Lu looked up, her face already red with embarrassment, and glared at him hatefully.

Feeling wronged and helpless, she begged pitifully, "Chen Qingshan, please, I don't want to buy stockings. Please take me away. If I am recognized, I will be too ashamed to see anyone."

Chen Qingshan naturally ignored Professor Xu's pleas.

Since Professor Xu refuses to come down, just hold on and buy it.

He exerted force with his arms and lifted them up, allowing Xu Lu to bury herself deeper in his arms.

Then I followed the salesgirl and asked, "Hello, could you please pack up all the stockings in your store? I want them all."

Balenciaga stockings? Want them all?
Such unfamiliar vocabulary.

The salesgirl was not shocked by the boy's wealth, but because few people would come specifically to buy Balenciaga stockings.

It is 12 now, and Balenciaga's black stockings are a very unpopular term.

She worked at Deji Balenciaga for three years, and on average, she couldn't sell a single pair of shoes a month.

Seeing the handsome man in front of him dressed in ordinary clothes, he didn't look like a rich second-generation young man. The salesgirl was afraid that Chen Qingshan had misunderstood the price of Balenciaga, so she explained in a considerate and tactful way: "Sir, our Balenciaga stockings are of very good quality, not the daily disposable ones sold outside. You can choose to buy two pairs for daily wear. The unit price is 2480 yuan per pair."

"How good is the quality? Is it easy to tear with one hand?"

Uh...the salesgirl looked at Chen Qingshan who was unmoved and spoke out of turn.

Xu Lu bit Chen Qingshan’s neck in embarrassment and anger. “Are you going to die? How dare you ask such a perverted question so openly?”
Chen Qingshan waited for 15 seconds but still received no answer. He was not interested in listening to the salesgirl's nonsense. He would verify the answer himself, so he urged, "Stop talking nonsense. Hurry up and pack up all the stockings in your store. How much? By credit card."

"No." Xu Lu refused softly.

Before Chen Qingshan mentioned Balenciaga black stockings, she didn't know that Balenciaga also sold stockings.

When I heard the salesgirl talking about the price of Balenciaga black stockings, I was confused. One pair was 2480. For the price of one pair, I could buy 200 pairs of ordinary stockings.

Chen Qingshan directly pressed Xu Lu's raised little head back into his neck and commanded: "Don't pay attention to her. I'll take care of the money at home. Just pack it up."

The salesgirl's mind was as confused as Professor Xu's at the moment. She had seen people sweeping stores, but this was the first time she had seen someone sweeping black stockings.

After a quick count, she replied, "Sir, there are 45 pairs of stockings here. There are two types: long stockings and pantyhose. They are 50D and made of core-spun silk..."

Chen Qingshan waved his hand, interrupting the salesgirl's product introduction, and frowned, "Only 45?"

The salesgirl was shocked. 45 pieces are not enough for you... you tore them? The goods are worth six figures.

Xu Lu raised her head again and said softly, "Chen Qingshan..." You're crazy, how can you just buy 100 pieces?

Chen Qingshan pushed Professor Xu's head back again and said to the salesgirl, "Is it convenient for you to transfer the goods? I want 100 pieces."

The salesgirl made a few phone calls and then nodded affirmatively to Chen Qingshan.

In stock, can be adjusted.

Chen Qingshan immediately held the bank card between two fingers and handed it over.

"Swipe it."

"Sir, why don't you wait until the goods arrive and inspect them before paying?"

Chen Qingshan looked indifferent, "No need, I have to tear it up anyway. The password is ******"

This generosity made the salesgirl speechless. She restrained her eyes and secretly glanced at the heroine who had not appeared from beginning to end.

She was an OL in the same uniform as herself. Although I couldn't see her face clearly, I could tell from her pretty figure that she was definitely a rare beauty.

Especially the pair of beautiful legs wrapped in black stockings, which are longer, thinner and straighter than hers. The seductive round curves of the calves make her heart beat faster.

This condition, coupled with Balenciaga.

The young man in front of me knows how to enjoy life.

I was short-sighted. What he tore was not money, but happiness.

Even Xu Lu, who was already extremely shy, could no longer sit idly by when Chen Qingshan handed over the bank card. She raised her body from Chen Qingshan's arms and stretched out her arms to retrieve the bank card.

She twisted her body, raised her eyebrows, and said angrily: "Chen Qingshan, are you crazy? You spent 25 just to buy 100 pairs of stockings. This money is enough to pay the down payment for a house in Jinling."

Chen Qingshan dodged for a moment, preventing Xu Lu from getting the card. He then stuffed the small card into the salesgirl's hand and tightened the hug, instantly making the struggling Professor Xu unable to move.

Looking at the delicate face of the girl in his arms, his mouth felt itchy and he gently bit Professor Xu's tempting and delicious snow-white neck. The tingling and numbness made Xu Lu's five toes curl up tightly in her high heels.

Chen Qingshan, don't do this, I can't help but make a sound.

Xu Lu bit her lips hard, refusing to let out even a whimper or moan.

Until the man let go again, beads of sweat appeared on her beautiful nose.

The bastard even shamelessly fed her with perverse ideas and heresies.

“Money is only memorable when it is spent on meaningless things.”

"Professor Xu, I'll use this 25 yuan as a down payment for your house. You may be excited for a while, but I'll buy you 100 pairs of stockings, and you'll remember it for the rest of your life. From now on, every time you wear a pair of stockings, you'll think of a big idiot who spent 25 yuan just to buy you 100 pairs of stockings. You're done, you'll never forget me, you bastard."

(End of this chapter)