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

The Linjiang Computer City, established in 1998, was located on Jiefang Road, the most bustling street in the city center.

Although it may seem a bit outdated compared to the high-end digital plazas of later generations, at the time, it was synonymous with high technology and trendiness.

Chen Feng took Chen Xiaotian's hand and walked into the noisy first-floor lobby.

As soon as I entered, I was drawn to a shop with a rather grand decor.

It's not for any other reason than that the sales assistant standing at the door is just too eye-catching.

She was a girl in her early twenties, wearing a white fitted shirt tucked into a black pencil skirt, with a slender waist.

The skirt was excessively short, barely covering her pert buttocks and revealing a pair of long legs encased in black stockings.

In this day and age, not many women dare to wear black stockings to work.

Her legs were straight and long, gleaming with a delicate sheen under the light, making the eyes of every passing man stare wide-eyed.

"Sir, are you buying a computer? We just received the latest configurations, would you like to come in and take a look?"

The sales assistant's eyes lit up when she saw Chen Feng, and she immediately came over to greet him.

Although Chen Feng's clothes were ordinary, he was tall and handsome, and the mature, weathered look of him was very attractive to her.

As she spoke, she moved closer to Chen Feng, and a strong scent of jasmine perfume wafted over him.

"Hey, take a look."

Chen Feng, feigning composure, pulled his son into the store.

Chen Xiaotian followed behind, watching the saleswoman's swaying waist and long legs in black stockings, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

[Wow, are sales tactics this hardcore these days? Those legs, that waist, they're practically a man's energy booster!]

[Dad's self-control isn't what it used to be; his ears turned bright red. Although the sales assistant was good-looking, her eyes were shifty; she looked like a ruthless rip-off.]

Upon entering the store, the sales assistant warmly poured Chen Feng a glass of water, then took out a configuration list and began to give a long and detailed introduction.

"Brother, look at this one! Pentium II processor, 64MB RAM, plus an imported monitor—it's lightning fast for both gaming and office work. There's a promotion right now, only 12,000 yuan! An absolute steal!"

The sales assistant leaned forward, almost lying on the counter.

Before Chen Feng could speak, his son's angry complaints echoed in his mind.

【Twelve thousand? That's highway robbery! This is clearly last year's inventory!】

The Pentium II 233 is outdated; the current king of price-performance is the Celeron 300A! With a little overclocking, its performance rivals that of a Pentium II 450, and it only costs a few hundred yuan!

[And the graphics card? She actually paired it with an ancient S3? How can you run an internet cafe without a Voodoo 2 to play Red Alert? How can you play Starcraft?]

This setup is worth at most five thousand yuan! That young lady is so greedy, she's trying to rip off Dad!

Hearing this, Chen Feng felt more confident.

Good heavens, I almost got blinded by her beauty and ended up being slaughtered like a pig.

He calmly put down his water glass, glanced at the saleswoman who was still trying her best to promote the product and occasionally rubbed her chest against the counter, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Girl, your configuration list is a bit unfair."

Chen Feng tapped his fingers lightly on the table, his face expressionless.

The saleswoman paused for a moment, then said, "Sir, you must be joking. This is the lowest price in town..."

"Don't embarrass yourself by bringing out a Pentium II 233, a clearance item like that." Chen Feng interrupted her directly. "I want a Celeron 300A, an MSI 6163 motherboard, 64MB of PC100 RAM, two Voodoo 2 graphics cards for me, and a Quantum Fireball 6.4GB hard drive."

Chen Feng rattled off the configuration his son had in mind, each word striking the saleswoman like a hammer blow.

The saleswoman's mouth slowly opened wide, and her eyes changed from initial disdain to shock.

expert!

This is an absolute expert!

It's worth noting that only a very small number of enthusiasts know about overclocking the Celeron 300A; the average person simply doesn't understand it.

Moreover, he even knew the motherboard model and hard drive brand so accurately, which clearly shows that he came prepared.

Even Chen Xiaotian, who was standing next to Chen Feng, couldn't help but look up at his father with disbelief on his face.

[Holy crap? When did Dad become so knowledgeable about computers? These are the configurations I was just thinking about!]

Did she secretly do her homework yesterday?

[But Dad looked so cool just now. Look how scared the saleswoman in black stockings was, her face turned white.]

Chen Feng basked in his son's adoring gaze, feeling secretly pleased.

He looked at the sales assistant, a half-smile on his face, and said, "Miss, I'm genuinely buying, and in bulk. If you keep trying to fool me with this junk, I'm going to the store next door."

"Wow, brother, you're an expert!"

The saleswoman immediately dropped her previous perfunctory attitude, straightened up, and became respectful, even somewhat ingratiating: "I was mistaken earlier. All the features you mentioned are available, absolutely!"

"How many units do you need? If it's a large quantity, I'll try to get you an internal price. And tonight... I'll treat you to dinner to make up for it?"

As the saleswoman spoke, a hint of flirtatiousness flashed in her eyes, and her voice softened.

Chen Feng held up five fingers: "Give me five machines first. If they work well, I'll come to you for supplies every month from now on."

"Wutai?" The saleswoman's eyes lit up instantly.

This is a huge order!

"No problem! Please wait a moment, sir, I'll calculate the price for you right away, and I guarantee you'll be satisfied!"

Watching the saleswoman wiggle her hips as she ran backstage, Chen Feng stroked his chin.

Doing business really requires some skill.

Chen Xiaotian curled his lip in disapproval.

[Dad's putting on a really cool act, but why did that girl in black stockings look at him like she wanted to devour him?]

[Tsk tsk, men with money go bad. Dad hasn't even made his fortune yet, and he's already got so many women. Looks like I need to grow up quickly, or all the good girls will be snatched up by Dad.]