Free Web NovelChapter 358: 358
"Are you the manager here?"
Wen Xiaowei couldn’t help but frown at the bespectacled man before her; she loathed this type of person who pretends to be cultured. It was he who had just now allowed the female sales assistant to treat her and Wang Hao with such an attitude.
"Yes, I am. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
The bespectacled male manager spoke with an air of pretension.
"Why didn’t you stop her when the female sales assistant was being so rude just now? You clearly saw it."
Wen Xiaowei questioned directly.
"Rude? Was she? I didn’t see it! All our sales assistants think of the store’s business first, I think that sales assistant did the right thing just now!"
Far from recognizing any fault, the bespectacled male manager appeared proud.
This further infuriated Wen Xiaowei.
"Look, miss, how could someone like him afford the consumption here? The clothes in our store casually cost tens of thousands each. I think you’d better take him to an outside street stall to pick something."
"The clothes here don’t suit him; don’t go touching everything and dirtying the clothes!"
The bespectacled male manager waved his hand, ready to shoo them away.
Who could stand for this? Wen Xiaowei could neither watch nor tolerate this any longer.
"I’ll take all the clothes here!"
Before Wen Xiaowei flew into a rage, Wang Hao suddenly pointed to all the clothes around and declared.
Everyone present was shocked. Each piece of clothing here cost tens of thousands, and with more than a thousand pieces, that would be over ten million!
What kind of joke was this man playing? Who would spend so much money on so many clothes for no reason?
"You brat, did you even consider your means before boasting? All the clothes here add up to tens of millions. You probably couldn’t earn that in two lifetimes. How do you plan to pay?"
The bespectacled male manager snorted and rolled his eyes at Wang Hao.
"This kid really dares to talk big. Isn’t this boast going to ruin him?"
"Just look at his destitute appearance. Even if he goes bankrupt, he probably can’t produce that much money. Now let’s see how he backs up his claim."
People around cast scornful looks at Wang Hao; some even stayed to see his embarrassment.
Even Wen Xiaowei, standing to the side, was taken aback. She didn’t understand what Wang Hao was trying to do.
"If you want to buy everything, that’s fine. Today, let’s witness you playing the big shot!"
The bespectacled male manager stretched out his hand, making a gesture for money toward Wang Hao.
"What are you doing?"
Wang Hao asked, feigning ignorance.
"Since you said you want to buy all the clothes, of course you need to pay—over ten million! Don’t I have to check first whether you actually have that much money in your account?"
The bespectacled male manager sneered arrogantly.
The crowd also jeered along, none of them believing Wang Hao could come up with that much money. frёewebnoѵel.ƈo๓
Even if Wang Hao really had that much money, he wouldn’t possibly spend it all on so many clothes.
They were now waiting to see how the manager would humiliate Wang Hao.
"Did I say I was going to pay?"
Wang Hao suddenly spoke.
The bespectacled male manager and the onlookers were stunned. How could it count as buying if he wasn’t paying?
Was Wang Hao planning on outright theft?
In their eyes, this seemed like a more plausible possibility, considering Wang Hao didn’t look like someone who could afford it.
"What do you mean? Are you playing with me? Why would I sell to you if you’re not paying?"
The bespectacled male manager glared at Wang Hao as if he wanted to devour him.
"I said I’ll take them all, but I never said I would pay!"
Wang Hao spoke casually.
"Yo, I’ve heard of dining and dashing, but this is the first time I’ve heard of someone trying to wear and walk off."
The bespectacled male manager pointed at Wang Hao’s nose and cursed loudly.
"You bastard actually dare to play me, I won’t let you off until I beat you to death today!"
Wang Hao snorted coldly, thinking to himself that this was a death wish of your own making, so don’t blame me for being impolite.
"Stop!"
Just as Wang Hao was gathering energy in his hands, someone else from outside the clothing store called out, stopping the bespectacled male manager. frёewebnoѵēl.com
The bespectacled male manager turned his head and was immediately stunned to see an older man with somewhat graying hair, but dressed in very smart and proper attire, hurry over.
He must have run over too hurriedly, as a sheen of sweat was still present on his forehead.
"Regional manager, what brings you here today?"
The bespectacled male manager hurriedly went to greet him and began trying to take credit for his deeds.
"Today I caught two people trying to wear king’s clothing without paying. It’s these two. Just wait a moment; once I’m finished dealing with this, I’ll report to you!"
The bespectacled male manager thought to himself that dealing with someone like Wang Hao would be a matter of minutes.
"I think you must have the gall of a leopard!"
The regional manager gave the bespectacled male manager a fierce glare, then rushed over to Wen Xiaowei’s side and bowed deeply and respectfully.
"Miss, why didn’t you give us a heads-up before coming today? I’m sorry for the fright you had just now!"
The words of the regional manager were like a bomb, silencing the entire room instantly.
They never imagined that the girl accompanying Wang Hao, a mere construction worker, was actually the Wen Family’s Miss Wen Xiaowei!
The female shop assistant turned pale, her mouth agape in shock, standing there speechless for a long while.
The bespectacled male manager’s legs went weak, and he nearly knelt on the floor.
This was tantamount to digging one’s own grave!
Just as the onlookers began to recover from their shock, the regional manager walked over to Wang Hao, bowed respectfully and said,
"This must be the famous Mr. Wang Hao. I’ve heard of your esteemed name, and I’m fortunate to meet you in person today. I apologize for the unpleasant experience you’ve had on your first visit!"
Who is this person?
Wang Hao?
The bespectacled male manager’s legs could no longer hold him up, and he "plopped" to the ground with a thud.
In Zao City, stories of Fist God Wang Hao’s legendary exploits had spread far and wide. The bespectacled male manager had also heard about them and knew that Wang Hao was reputed to be ruthless, killing without batting an eye—a pastime of his.
To offend Wang Hao was to walk a path leading only to death.
If Wang Hao knew how he was depicted so brutally outside, who knows what his reaction would be.
"Now I want all the clothes here. Do any of you have an issue with that?"
Wang Hao swept a glance over everyone present.
These people had been mocking and scoffing at Wang Hao, waiting to see his embarrassment. Now that they knew his identity, they became as quiet as deflated balloons, not daring to lift their heads.
"Do you think you are very wealthy? But the cost of these clothes is at most a few hundred yuan each—why sell them for such an exorbitant price?"
Wang Hao asked, gazing at them.
Everyone fell silent.
"Isn’t it to satisfy the fake self-esteem of people like you!"
Wang Hao directly answered for them.
"You just think that by wearing more expensive brand-name clothes, you can reflect your status. So you only look at the brand, not the price, thinking only expensive things can match your identity,"
Wang Hao suddenly said to the regional manager.
"All these clothes here, now take them outside and distribute one to every sanitation worker and beggar you see—only to these people!"
Wang Hao emphasized those words with extra force.
"This..."
The regional manager looked somewhat troubled since this wasn’t something he could decide on his own, so he turned his gaze towards Wen Xiaowei.
"Do as he says!"
Although Wen Xiaowei didn’t understand why Wang Hao wanted to do this, she still instructed the regional manager to follow his wishes.
So the regional manager called quite a few helpers to start distributing the clothes outside.
