My son is a reincarnated soul; I overheard his inner thoughts and became the richest man.

The computer mall was still bustling with people and sweltering heat.

Chen Feng walked into Sun Qian's shop as if he knew the place well.

Today, Sun Qian didn't greet guests at the door; instead, she stood on a ladder organizing the shelves.

She was wearing an extremely short black bodycon skirt. As she reached for the goods, the skirt not only shrank to its limit, but also revealed a patch of snow-white skin around her waist.

"cough."

Chen Feng stood at the bottom of the ladder, admiring the view without any attempt to hide his gaze, before speaking.

Sun Qian was startled, but when she looked down and saw Chen Feng, a surprised smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Hey! Brother Chen!"

She hurriedly climbed down the ladder.

Because she moved too quickly, her high heels twisted when they landed, and she fell into Chen Feng's arms.

Chen Feng reacted quickly and grabbed her waist.

So soft.

This was Chen Feng's first impression.

The rich fragrance of Sun Qian's perfume instantly enveloped him, and her full breasts pressed firmly against his chest, their elasticity astonishing.

"Brother Chen, it's been so long since you've come." Sun Qian leaned against Chen Feng's chest, not getting up immediately.

"There are too many people here, let's go inside and talk."

Chen Feng pinched her waist; it felt wonderful.

Sun Qian blushed, but she wasn't angry. Instead, she smiled even more sweetly, pulled Chen Feng into the manager's office, and locked the door behind her.

The office was well-cooled. Sun Qian poured Chen Feng a glass of water and then sat down directly on the desk.

She crossed her legs, making her short skirt even tighter.

"Brother Chen, how many do you want this time? Ten? Or twenty?"

Chen Feng took a sip of water, held up two fingers, and then flipped them over.

"Seventy units."

"How many?!"

Sun Qian jumped up from the table, her eyes wide with shock.

"Seventy or seventy units?"

She stammered, wondering if she had misheard.

In this day and age, buying seventy computers at once is definitely the mark of a super big customer; you might only see a handful of such customers in the entire computer mall in a year.

"That's right, seventy units, and the configuration must be the best." Chen Feng's tone was calm, as if he were talking about buying seventy kilograms of cabbage.

Sun Qian's heart began to pound violently.

Seventy units!

If this deal goes through, the commission alone will be tens of thousands!

Her breathing became rapid with excitement, her chest heaving violently, and the buttons on her tight shirt seemed ready to pop off at any moment.

"Brother Chen, you...you're not kidding, are you?" Sun Qian walked up to Chen Feng, her voice trembling.

"I'm not joking."

Chen Feng looked at her, his tone suddenly changing, "However, I have a condition."

"Whatever the conditions, I'll accept them!"

Sun Qian's mind is now completely focused on money; she'd agree to ten conditions, let alone one.

"As you know, I just took over that big venue on the pedestrian street, and my working capital is tied up in rent and renovations."

Chen Feng leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and said, "So for these seventy computers, I can only pay a 30% deposit upfront. The remaining balance will be settled within a month."

The moment she finished speaking, the ecstasy on Sun Qian's face froze.

Pay 30% upfront?

In this era where everything is settled on the spot, the risk is too great.

If Chen Feng runs away or the business loses money, then she, as the store manager, will have to take the blame. She can't afford to lose the money even if she sells the store.

"Brother Chen... this is a bit difficult." Sun Qian looked troubled, her brows furrowed. "Our boss stipulates that full payment is required, or at least 80%..."

Chen Feng didn't speak, he just looked at her quietly.

A few seconds later, he stood up and straightened his collar: "Alright, since it's difficult, I won't make things difficult for the girl. I'll go ask Old Wang next door. I heard he's been worried about not having any sales lately, so he should be willing to take a gamble."

After saying that, Chen Feng made a move to leave.

Chen Xiaotian squatted in the corner, watching his father's smooth and effortless performance, and mentally gave him a huge thumbs up.

【Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!】

This is a classic example of "retreating to advance." That order for seventy units is a lucrative piece of meat; who wouldn't be swayed by it? If Old Wang next door heard about it, he'd probably beg to take the order on his knees.

Although Sun Qian is shrewd, her IQ practically drops to zero when faced with enormous profits. She can't bear to part with this piece of meat, and even less can she bear to part with her father, her long-term meal ticket.

Sure enough, just as Chen Feng reached the door and before his hand even touched the doorknob, he heard the rapid sound of high heels behind him.

"Brother Chen! Don't go!"

A pair of soft arms wrapped tightly around Chen Feng's waist from behind.

Sun Qian pressed herself against Chen Feng's back, her cheek rubbing against his clothes, her voice tinged with pleading, "Brother, please don't go, I didn't say no..."

Chen Feng smiled triumphantly and turned around.

Sun Qian tilted her head back, her eyes slightly red, looking pitiful.

She gritted her teeth, as if making a huge decision: "Thirty percent! Thirty percent! I'll take the job! If anything goes wrong... I'll take the blame for you!"

For the sake of tens of thousands of yuan in commission, and also to keep Chen Feng, this big spender, on her side, Sun Qian decided to take a gamble.

"That's right." Chen Feng gently patted the back of her hand. "Don't worry, when have I ever cheated you? I'll settle the principal and interest in a month."

"Brother Chen, I've risked my life for your business." Sun Qian's voice trembled slightly, a mixture of nervousness and excitement. "If you ever dare to let me down, I'll... I'll bite you to death."

As she spoke, she lowered her head slightly and gently bit Chen Feng's neck.

Chen Feng took the opportunity to support Sun Qian's slender waist, and the area he touched felt smooth and slippery.

"Don't leave tonight?" Sun Qian whispered in his ear.

Chen Feng glanced at his watch; it was already 5 p.m.

"Not tonight, I have to go back and oversee the renovations." Chen Feng slapped her shapely buttocks. "Once these seventy machines are installed, you can do whatever you want with them."

Sun Qian pouted in disappointment, but cheered up when she heard Chen Feng's promise.

"It's a deal then, no backing out!"

As Chen Feng walked out of the computer mall, he looked at the delivery slip for the seventy computers in his hand and let out a long sigh of relief.

The first step of getting something for nothing can be considered a success.

With these seventy machines, plus some that were moved from the original store, the flagship store on the pedestrian street will have a scale of nearly one hundred machines.

In Linjiang City in 1999, this was undoubtedly the dominant force!

Chen Xiaotian followed behind, his lollipop already gone, leaving only a white plastic stick.

[Dad's awesome! That was a perfect 10!]

With these 100 machines, our cash flow will snowball. The next step is to establish a chain and formalize the business.

[By the way, isn't that "proper" college student coming for an interview tomorrow? Perfect, I'll use him to practice on the network cabling and system installation for these new machines.]

If his skills are top-notch, he could handle all the maintenance for internet cafes in the city.