While Zhao Tianhao strolled around, the other sales assistants and even customers in the store dared not speak loudly.
Zhao Tianhao's aura was intimidating.
Although they didn't know him personally, they all knew he was a big shot.
Even if someone said Zhao Tianhao was the mayor of Shanghai, they wouldn't object. In fact, Zhao Tianhao had already toned down his demeanor considerably.
Zhao Tianhao was also helpless; having been high and mighty for so long, coming down from his position wasn't something that could be done overnight.
He could only gradually mellow out by constantly experiencing the realities of the world.
Looking at Wang Manni, who was following him nervously, Zhao Tianhao knew she had misunderstood.
She probably thought he was her boss.
Zhao Tianhao didn't explain. He pointed to a bag in the store that didn't require accessories and said, "I'll take this one."
Luxury goods usually have a set routine: you need to buy accessories before you can buy the bag.
It's incredibly troublesome.
However, the woman's enthusiasm for this was striking, making one sigh at how easy it was to make money off women. Wang Manni paused, momentarily stunned.
"As if wondering if the boss still wanted to spend money, wouldn't the company discount be better?" the assistant store manager, "Manni," reminded her from the side.
"Okay, I'll pack it for you. Do you need anything else?" Wang Manni asked Zhao Tianhao, snapping out of her reverie.
"Swipe card" meant she didn't need anything else.
Wang Manni led Zhao Tianhao to the cashier to pay. She took the black card from Zhao Tianhao, swiped it, and handed him the card and bag.
However, Zhao Tianhao simply took the card and left.
"Sir, your bag," Wang Manni called after him, carrying the handbag.
"A nice bag for a beautiful woman, it's for you," Zhao Tianhao said without turning back, leaving Misia.
Wang Manni was stunned, wondering what Zhao Tianhao meant by buying her a bag. However, the sales assistant's excellent manners brought her back to her senses.
She bowed to Zhao Tianhao's retreating figure and said, "Thank you for coming!"
Zhao Tianhao knew the plot hadn't even begun yet. Buying the bag for Wang Manni was merely to leave a lasting impression.
Zhao Tianhao didn't leave but turned and entered the mall.
Zhao Tianhao's original intention was to have lunch there.
He also wanted to take a look around his company's mall. To be honest, Zhao Tianhao had been to malls many times, but this was his first time as a boss.
His mindset was different.
Looking at the dazzling array of brands on both sides, Zhao Tianhao was overwhelmed. He didn't know much about brands. He just knew how to spend money and buy.
However, this mall didn't have many top-tier luxury brands. After all, Zhao Tianhao's company's mall wasn't particularly well-known.
The reason other luxury brands have set up shop there is simply because of its prime location. So, the mall has both expensive and inexpensive items.
Suddenly, as Zhao Tianhao passed a women's shoe store, he heard an argument coming from inside.
Moreover, a large number of customers were gathering around, seemingly watching a commotion. Zhao Tianhao frowned, although he didn't know what had happened.
Judging from the size of the crowd, two or three minutes had probably passed.
Two or three minutes? In such a large mall, the patrolling security guards and the on-site manager were unaware of what was happening.
In this internet age, anything can be amplified. Although Zhao Tianhao didn't care about the mall's profitability, if the people he hired were all incompetent, that was a different story.
Zhao Tianhao wasn't a soft-hearted philanthropist.
Zhao Tianhao gestured for the crowd to make way.
The crowd, which had been pushing and shoving, tried to find the best spot to watch the drama unfold. They wouldn't listen when told to move aside; they insisted on seeing who was joking. This wasn't their house, where you could just move aside as you pleased.
However, upon turning around and seeing Zhao Tianhao, the crowd immediately retreated. They could all feel the oppressive aura emanating from him; he was clearly a big shot.
They couldn't help but feel inferior.
That's how Chinese people are: fierce online, meek and submissive in real life.
Seeing someone more powerful or not to be trifled with, they didn't want to cause trouble. Zhao Tianhao ignored these small fry and went inside, only to find several customers arguing.
Zhao Tianhao was surprised. He had assumed it was a customer arguing with a shop assistant. After all, it was rare for customers to argue.
"Give me your money," said a woman with glasses.
"No, this is my money," said a short, mushroom-haired man.
"If you don't give it to me, don't blame me for being impolite."
"I'm afraid of you."
The woman with glasses was about to hit the shorter man.
Judging by height alone, the woman with glasses undoubtedly had the advantage, not to mention she was the one initiating the fight, and there was a tall woman standing beside her, glaring menacingly.
The shorter man, on the other hand, was outnumbered and outmatched. He looked like the one who would get beaten up. But unexpectedly, when the fight started, the shorter man was not at a disadvantage at all.
Ahem, Zhao Tianhao realized he had actually been watching.
Seeing that the shorter man was about to grab a weapon, Zhao Tianhao knew he couldn't just stand by and watch.
"Stop!" Zhao Tianhao's authoritative voice rang out. Everyone's hearts skipped a beat, involuntarily trembling, as if struck by a thunderbolt.
Not only Wang Wei and Jiang Xiaoguo quieted down and looked at Zhao Tianhao, but even the onlookers fell silent, turning their attention to him as if awaiting his next command.
"This is a shopping mall, this is a shop. Your actions have already impacted the operation of the shop and the shopping experience of other customers. If there isn't an explanation..."
Although Zhao Tianhao didn't say anything harsh, everyone present could sense that he wasn't joking.
There could really be serious consequences.
"She borrowed money from me and didn't pay it back, yet she came to buy clothes and shoes. I just came to get my money back," Jiang Xiaoguo, her hair slightly disheveled, softened upon seeing Zhao Tianhao, and simply recounted the events in a wronged voice.
Zhao Tianhao was somewhat surprised to hear this familiar scenario. Upon closer inspection, it really was her, Jiang Xiaoguo.
Zhao Tianhao understood. He knew the whole story about Jiang Xiaoguo. It all started at over 300 yuan. Yes, just 300 yuan. Jiang Xiaoguo's family isn't well-off, so she's quite frugal. 300 yuan might be the cost of a meal or a pack of cigarettes for others, but for her, it was a significant amount of living expenses for a period of time. Jiang Xiaoguo had lent Wang Wei 300 yuan.
So much time has passed, and Jiang Xiaoguo has never asked for it back.
Recently, because she needed a new phone, and Wang Wei received her student grant, she asked Wang Wei to repay the money.
Unexpectedly, Wang Wei refused to repay the money, making excuses about needing to buy other items. Their argument was posted online.
Netizens clearly think it's a trivial matter of 300 yuan, and they're all condemning Jiang Xiaoguo.
Is this okay?
This is a distorted society.
Jiang Xiaoguo, who lent money to someone, is now seen as wrong for wanting it back in the eyes of netizens. After seeing the online comments, Jiang Xiaoguo's roommates also advised her not to take the money. Duan Jiabao even took out 300 yuan, claiming it was Wang Wei's repayment, but Jiang Xiaoguo saw through their deception.
Jiang Xiaoguo was angry; she hadn't expected her roommates to also think she shouldn't take the 300 yuan.
So, Jiang Xiaoguo decided to go all out.
She decided to play the villain to the end, since her reputation was already bad in the eyes of the netizens anyway.
So she followed Wang Wei.
They went to the store, and when Wang Wei went to pay, she snatched the money.
That's what happened. Zhao Tianhao felt those netizens were idiots. Why didn't those people who thought 300 yuan was too much pay back the money for Wang Wei?
This was exactly the same principle Zhao Tianhao had when interacting with colleagues and friends before his transmigration.
I can treat you to 1,000 or 10,000 yuan worth of food.
But if I borrow 1,000 or 10,000 yuan from you, although I won't ask for it back, you have to pay it back.
The two things are different in nature.
If he won't pay back 1,000 or 10,000, what if something really happens to you? Can you really expect him to help you?
Thinking for a moment, Zhao Tianhao said to Wang Wei, "Pay back the money."
Seeing Zhao Tianhao's stern gaze, Wang Wei stammered fearfully, "The money...the money...it's...it's with her."
Only then did Zhao Tianhao notice the crumpled 300 yuan in Jiang Xiaoguo's small fist.