My Super Beautiful Lady Boss
Chapter 557 - 557 554 Slapping the Face

557: Chapter 554: Slapping the Face 557: Chapter 554: Slapping the Face Su Xuan had just shown a bit of his Kung Fu by moving a car, and the driver looked at him as if he were an alien.

Even though he was driving, his eyes couldn’t stop sneaking glances.

Noticing this, Su Xuan thought the driver might be gay and subconsciously scooted further away to maintain a safe distance.

It wasn’t just the driver who witnessed Su Xuan moving the car; several other drivers saw it too.

They all had dash cams in their cars, and when they played back the footage and realized they hadn’t been seeing things—that the young man really had lifted a taxi over several cars.

Some of them recorded the dash cam footage with their phones and posted it online, hoping to show the strange and wonderful events to netizens.

But as soon as the video was uploaded, the comments below exploded with outrage, and these comments were not of amazement or compliments—all were scolding the poster.

“The poster’s brains must have taken in water.

According to physical fitness distribution, a human can carry a car?

Show me you doing it.”

“Some people will stoop to any low just for publicity.

This video is clearly edited.

I study new media operations, don’t try to fool me.”

“Just to get attention, you’re really worrying yourself sick.

That car was obviously modified, an empty shell.

I’m a mechanic, I’ve never been wrong with my judgments.”

“I bet that the car he was lifting is definitely made of lightweight plastic.

I work in chemical research, I’m very familiar with this stuff.

Don’t try to fool the online community; no one will believe you!”

…

The blogger who uploaded the video was dumbfounded.

He thought he had revealed a sensational piece of news, but no one believed him.

They all accused him of insulting their intelligence.

What has the world come to when everyone becomes a keyboard warrior?

On Su Xuan’s side, things were progressing smoothly as he swiftly passed through the congested area.

Throughout the ride, Su Xuan urged, “Driver, hurry, hurry, even faster, I’m going to be late for my date with my girlfriend.”

“Hmm, okay, I’ll try.”

Eventually, Su Xuan arrived at his destination early.

Checking the time, he saw it took only nineteen minutes, one minute shy of the twenty minutes the girl had mentioned.

That was close, being punctual on a first date is a must.

Su Xuan finally offered the fare to the driver, who refused to take it no matter what, making Su Xuan wonder if he had done something wrong.

Could it be that he looked scary?

Impossible, Su Xuan always considered himself a charming and handsome prince.

Could it be that he was dressed like a beggar?

That was not possible either, as he had specifically worn a formal outfit for this date.

Sigh, if he’s not taking the fare, then so be it.

Su Xuan put the money back into his wallet as the driver waved it off and, stepping hard on the gas pedal, vanished from sight.

The driver must have thought he had encountered an alien, for only an alien could have such superpowers to lift a car effortlessly.

He was scared away.

Arriving at the meeting spot with the artistic girl, Su Xuan saw walls of concrete and tiled strength on both sides, with no sign of her.

She couldn’t possibly jump down from above, could she?

Su Xuan stood below, waiting and waiting, but still no sign of her.

Only then did he check the time on his phone: it had been twenty-five minutes, and the girl had still not appeared.

Su Xuan grew restless, thinking to wait since good things come to those who wait, and this girl was worth the wait.

He dialed her number, and the response on the other end was that the call could not be connected at the moment.

Su Xuan continued to wait, figuring that the girl must still be desperately running to escape, only she’s a bit slow and hasn’t made it out yet.

At that moment, indeed, the girl was bravely escaping surveillance at home, desperately running for her freedom.

To prevent being discovered during her escape, she had put her phone on flight mode, refusing calls, which explained why Su Xuan couldn’t get through to her.

Just as Su Xuan was losing hope of seeing her, he heard a rustling sound not far away.

There was a hole at the base of the wall, like a doghole, and slowly a head emerged.

Su Xuan walked over curiously, and as he got closer, the face looked familiar—it was the artistic girl he had been eagerly waiting for.

“Pull me up quickly; to invite you to dinner, I’ve overcome all sorts of difficulties.

Do you know how hard it was for me?” she complained.

Seeing the yellow plaid shirt she wore all stained with dirt from the ground, Su Xuan felt moved.

This down-to-earth girl had gone to great lengths just to invite Su Xuan for a meal.

“Let’s go, Su Xuan, we’ll go for dinner,” the girl led the way.

“You know my name is Su Xuan, what’s yours?” They were already out on a date and Su Xuan still didn’t know her name, which was a bit awkward.

“Mm…”

After thinking for a moment, she said, “Just call me Xiaoqian.”

Su Xuan nodded, committing it to memory.

“What do you fancy eating?

Just say it, I’m treating.”

Xiaoqian was excited, it was clear she seldom got to go out like this, and the process had been exceptionally difficult.

Su Xuan suggested, “It’s not yet time for dinner, how about we go for a walk on the streets first?”

“That’s great, I was thinking of picking a few clothes since mine are all dirty,” she replied.

“How about this: you treat for the meal, and I’ll treat for shopping, so we’re even,” Su Xuan proposed.

“Agreed.”

Xiaoqian joined Su Xuan on a shopping spree, planning to buy her a few clothes.

Su Xuan noticed Xiaoqian was a girl with much elegance.

Although Miao Qingqing was about her age, she lacked a certain quality that Xiaoqian possessed.

People are different; it’s like some people’s eyes can speak.

Xiaoqian was dirty, and going shopping that way, Su Xuan believed she would certainly turn heads.

He was troubled, wondering how he could help her clean her clothes.

Xiaoqian didn’t really care, saying she didn’t care what others thought of her.

In fact, Su Xuan also felt that it was quite good, at least there would be no rogues to harass them.

Xiaoqian was wearing a step dress with a checkered shirt on top, adorned with a large white butterfly on the front.

Su Xuan suggested they should first buy clothes, as too dirty clothes could easily attract strange looks.

The two arrived at the mall, and Xiaoqian, probably because she rarely came here, was hopping and jumping around, appearing very cheerful.

Su Xuan sat on a nearby chair waiting until she found suitable clothes to put on and show him for approval.

Xiaoqian kept changing clothes, the mall had nearly become her private wardrobe, and after putting on each piece, she didn’t forget to take a selfie with her phone to see if it looked good.

Suddenly, Su Xuan heard a quarrel break out in front of him.

Su Xuan saw that it was Xiaoqian and a clothing saleswoman who had a conflict.

“What happened?!”

Su Xuan hurried over.

“This piece of clothing is eighty-eight thousand and has gemstones on it.

You’ve been swapping clothes for such a long time without buying, and even taking selfies in new clothes.

I think you’re one of those people who often show off wealth on social media,” the saleswoman said coldly.

“What’s wrong with just looking?

It’s not getting damaged.

Why are you so stingy?

I’ve never met someone like you before,” Xiaoqian said, feeling wronged.

“It’s okay, as long as you like it, I’ll buy it for you.

Remember, money is not an issue.

Any problem that can be solved with money is not a problem in my book, understand?”

Su Xuan wished he could offer her a shoulder to lean on, somewhere she could stay and rely on.

Xiaoqian nodded, somewhat understanding.

Thinking back, perhaps it was Xiaoqian’s dirty clothes that made the other party think she was too poor to afford anything.

Su Xuan pulled Xiaoqian to the counter and said to her, “Tell me which one you like, and I’ll buy it for you immediately.”

But she just shook her head.

Su Xuan called over the saleswoman who had ridiculed Xiaoqian.

Seeing Su Xuan by her side, the woman’s attitude became slightly better and asked if she could be of any service.

“I think the clothes here are quite nice.

Could you check how much money is left in my card?” Su Xuan asked.

Su Xuan handed over his Centurion Card.

When she saw the amount on it, the saleswoman’s facial muscles trembled, and her voice started quivering, “Hello, you have three hundred eighty million eight hundred thousand in your card.

Please let me know what you’d like to buy.

I can offer the lowest discount prices in the store.

As long as you buy in bulk, the price is absolutely not an issue.”

“Hmm,” Su Xuan nodded.

Xiaoqian didn’t want to look at that saleswoman’s face anymore; the mere sight of her was distasteful.

Su Xuan picked up one piece from the counter, then another, and another, and another…

He kept praising the quality of the garments, messing up and piling them into a small mountain.

“Hmm, this one is also nice.

It’s the most popular this year; I like it.

And this one, mixing retro and casual, good, very good, excellent indeed,” Su Xuan exclaimed enthusiastically.

The saleswoman became excited, thinking that if she sold all these clothes, she would get her commission for the month, and her sales ranking could rise to the top for the year.

She might even receive praise and a promotion from the sales manager.

She imagined how those who usually looked down on her would be filled with envy, jealousy, and rage.

Like a child choosing clothes, Su Xuan seemed very satisfied with each piece, ready to buy the whole lot without an issue.

The saleswoman followed closely behind Su Xuan, eagerly explaining as he looked at the clothes.

“Hmm, I like this one the most!” Su Xuan shared his personal opinion.

“Sir, you have truly exquisite taste.

This style just became popular this year.

If you wear it on the street, many people will envy you.

Clothes make the man, and the garments you’ve chosen are timeless, they’ll remain fashionable for the next three to five years,” the saleswoman explained.

“Hmm, that makes a lot of sense,” Su Xuan agreed.

Listening to the saleswoman’s meticulous details, Su Xuan got so excited that he even tried on women’s clothes.

Seeing Su Xuan constantly approving the clothes, Xiaoqian began to feel uneasy and unhappy.

She actually detested the store and now just wanted to leave the place immediately and never return again.

“All of these are great.

I’ve taken a liking to them all.

The only question is whether the money in my card is enough,” said Su Xuan.

Upon hearing about payment, the saleswoman’s eyes widened.

Su Xuan had already looked at eighty percent of the clothes and expressed his liking for them.

Now, finally, it was time to pay up.

“Sir, these clothes total one million two hundred thousand eight hundred.

Considering your support for our products, we agree to waive the odd amount, so you’ll only have to pay one million two hundred thousand,” the saleswoman said.

Su Xuan took out his card, waved it about, put it back in his wallet, and then said to the saleswoman, “Did I say I was going to buy them?

I just said I was satisfied.

You really thought too much.”

Su Xuan took Xiaoqian to another store.

“Dare to play me?!” the saleswoman was almost driven mad with anger.

It wasn’t just that her time had been wasted, but most of the clothes in the store had been taken off the shelves and messed up; she was on the verge of a breakdown.