I agreed to be a kept man, but I'm still being punished by the system.

The store's lighting is as soft as solidified honey, reflecting the artistic luster of each watch displayed in the glass case.

Unlike the hustle and bustle of the shopping mall outside, this place is like a secluded temple.

A meticulously made-up saleswoman in a black business suit approached with elegant steps. Her smile was textbook perfect, and her voice was soft: "Good afternoon, gentlemen. Welcome to Patek Philippe."

Su Man didn't look at her; her gaze had already fallen on Lin Yang's empty wrist. Then she raised her chin and pointed at Lin Yang, who was carrying large and small bags.

"See if there's a watch that would suit him."

The saleswoman's gaze followed Su Man's finger to Lin Yang, her eyes quickly sweeping over his brand-new outfit before finally settling on the pile of shopping bags in his hand, each printed with the logos of various luxury brands.

A knowing glint flashed in her eyes.

It turns out that the rich woman was buying clothes for the puppy.

This kind of scene is not uncommon in the K11 shopping mall.

Her smile became even warmer, but beneath that warmth lay a touch of formulaic practice: "Yes, ma'am. This way, please."

She led the two to the men's watch counter.

Lin Yang's gaze swept over the carefully lit "little things," and his heart suddenly started beating faster.

The strings of zeros on the price tag felt like heavy punches, slamming into his understanding.

A six-figure sum is just the starting price.

Seven-figure sums are not uncommon.

Just a month ago, he was worried about his salary of three thousand yuan. Now, any watch in front of him is enough for him to buy a nice house in his hometown of Linhai County.

This world is fucking magical.

"What style do you prefer, sir? Classic or sporty?" The saleswoman put on pristine white silk gloves and skillfully prepared to open the counter.

Su Man answered for him: "Let's take a look at a few of the latest models."

"OK."

The saleswoman carefully took out a watch and placed it on a black velvet tray.

"Madam, please take a look at this one. It's our new model this year, Ref. 5236P from the 'String Melody' series. It has a platinum case and a blue dial, symbolizing the eternity and profundity of time. What's most special is that we also have a matching women's version, making it perfect as a couple's watch."

Her presentation was professional and engaging, with every word hitting the sweet spot for luxury consumers.

A hint of interest flickered in Su Man's eyes.

Couple's watches.

This word softened even the cold lines of her face.

Just then, a woman wearing a uniform of a different color with a name tag that read "Sales Manager" walked over quickly, a professional fake smile on her face.

"Xiao Wang, go over there and greet that gentleman. I'll take care of these two distinguished guests."

The female manager's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a commanding tone. She accurately judged that Su Man was a major client about to close a deal, and without hesitation, she came over to "steal the peaches."

The young saleswoman, referred to as "Xiao Wang," showed a hint of surprise on her face, but still replied in a low voice, "Okay, Manager Liu," before reluctantly stepping aside.

Su Man's beautiful brows furrowed slightly.

She didn't like this feeling.

Although the hint of displeasure was fleeting, Lin Yang clearly caught it.

Thanks to his "crisis warning" skill, he is exceptionally perceptive of the emotional changes of those around him.

The aura that had softened because of the "couple's watches" on Su Man instantly cooled down again.

The female manager was clearly unaware of what was happening. She enthusiastically took over the position, took out several more expensive watches from the counter, and began to introduce them with great enthusiasm, her words full of praise for wealth and compliments on Su Man's taste.

Su Man listened quietly, occasionally letting Lin Yang try them on, but her expression grew increasingly cold.

After trying on several watches, Suman's interest had completely worn off.

"Never mind, I won't buy it for now."

She said this casually, then took Lin Yang's arm and prepared to turn and leave.

The air fell silent instantly.

The smile on Manager Liu's face froze, and then an undisguised contempt and mockery appeared in the corner of her eyes.

"Madam, Patek Philippe isn't a fitting room. You look around for ages, try things on for ages, and then say you're not buying?" Her voice sharpened. "If you don't have the means, don't waste everyone's time in a place like this."

That's extremely harsh.

Su Man's face darkened completely, and a cold aura emanated from her, her eyes as cold as if they were about to freeze.

"What did you say?"

Just as she was about to have an outburst, Lin Yang smiled.

He gently patted Su Man's hand, signaling her to calm down.

Then, he turned to face the sales manager, whose face was ashen, took out his wallet from his pocket, pulled out a pure black card, and gently placed it on the glass counter.

"Who says we won't buy?"

His voice wasn't loud, but it was like a stone thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples in the quiet shop.

"But," he paused, his gaze sweeping past the female manager and landing on the saleswoman named Xiao Wang beside him, "I want her to serve me."

He tapped it lightly with his finger.

"As for you, you can leave now."

The air in the entire shop seemed to freeze.

Manager Liu's face instantly turned from ashen to a deep purplish-red. She stared at the black card that symbolized the pinnacle of wealth, her lips trembling, unable to utter a single word.

Xiao Wang, whose name was called, looked incredulous. He quickly realized what was happening and stepped forward, his voice trembling with excitement: "Sir, Madam, you..."

Su Man looked at Lin Yang beside her, at his calm yet slightly mocking smile, at him casually slapping a black card on the table to shield her from all embarrassment.

Her anger vanished instantly, replaced by an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

Her man.

That's how it should be.

"Just those two pieces from before, the String Sound series, both the men's and women's versions," Su Man said to Xiao Wang, her tone regaining its previous composure.

"Okay! Okay! I'll pack it for you right away!"

Xiao Wang's cheeks flushed with excitement, and he quickly began to operate the machine.

Finally, the POS machine produced a long sales slip.

Six hundred thousand.

Su Man signed her name as if she had only bought two cups of milk tea.

The system's voice rang out in Lin Yang's mind right on time.

[Ding! A gift of 300000 yuan has been detected from Su Man, the number one in the "Soft Rice Guide".]

[Points conversion in progress... Current conversion ratio 1:0.05, earning 15000 points.]

Not bad.

Lin Yang remained completely calm, even calculating whether he had enough points to exchange for the next skill.

"Sir, Madam, since your single-day spending at this shopping center has exceeded 500,000, you can apply for a free Platinum VIP card at the service desk on the first floor with this receipt."

Xiao Wang handed over the receipt and two exquisitely packaged gift boxes with both hands, his attitude extremely respectful.

Lin Yang took the receipt, and now he had another heavy shopping bag in his hand.

Manager Liu stood frozen in place like a statue, watching all this, filled with deep regret.

"Let's go get the card." Su Man was in a great mood, affectionately linking her arm with Lin Yang's, like a victorious peacock.

The two went to the service desk on the first floor and handed over a receipt for 600,000 yuan.