Who says I can't become a Grand Master?

Chapter 72 The Eccentric of the Prophecy School

Zhang Qingzhe glanced at Sister Mi's flirtatious gestures and quickly lost interest.

The worst thing about spending a lot of time with witches is that it raises your standards of beauty.

A pure and innocent girl, with her younger sister as a benchmark.

For a mature and sophisticated woman, Xia Qiwei serves as a reference.

There's also Gu Xintong, a future "half-witch" young lady who's sometimes aloof and sometimes lively.

Anyway, Zhang Qingzhe always felt a bit bored when looking at ordinary girls.

Seeing that Zhang Qingzhe remained unmoved, Sister Mi couldn't help but furrow her beautiful brows.

She maliciously speculated in her heart:

What kind of bewitching potion did that little bitch Shen Nanzhi give this handsome guy?

Am I really not as good-looking as her?

Just then, Shen Nanzhi finally appeared.

She watched the two of them from afar, feeling somewhat lost and hesitant about whether she should go forward.

Fortunately, Zhang Qingzhe saw it and nodded slightly to her.

This action gave Shen Nanzhi tremendous encouragement.

She took a deep breath and walked over confidently:

"Thank you for helping me greet the guests, Sister Mi. Please leave the rest to me."

Sister Mi smiled awkwardly and could only bite her lip and step aside.

Zhang Qingzhe smiled as he walked up to the second floor and said, "Your competition is quite fierce."

"It's tough to do business in any industry these days, especially in the service sector," Shen Nanzhi laughed. "Would you like to grab a coffee first?"

"No, just take me to see the new arrivals."

Zhang Qingzhe followed Shen Nanzhi to the new shelf.

He was initially worried that there wouldn't be any heart-shaped blind boxes in this batch.

But after a cursory glance, he fell into another kind of worry—

Is my own money really enough?

This new batch of goods is so strange; there are so many boxes with heart-shaped patterns.

Zhang Qingzhe felt a chill run down his spine.

But regardless, you should still buy it.

What if we don't have enough money...

He could only continue to "live off his wife" and ask Gu Xintong to transfer money to him.

Zhang Qingzhe suddenly felt that, if he ignored his purpose, his behavior really made him look like a kept man.

However, the woman who provided him with financial support was not a ruthless rich woman, but a young lady admired by many.

For the next period of time, Shen Nanzhi pushed a shopping cart and followed Zhang Qingzhe on a shopping spree.

Soon, the cart was filled to the brim.

Amidst the shocked gazes of the numerous sales assistants, Shen Nanzhi nervously issued the receipt.

The final bill was a close call, almost exceeding 200,000.

Upon hearing the number, Sister Mi let out a painful groan.

She was filled with remorse.

Last time, it was supposed to be her turn to receive Zhang Qingzhe, but she ignored him because he was a student.

This is a huge loss.

Shen Nanzhi earned a full 20,000 yuan in commission from just this one deal.

Zhang Qingzhe also breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling like his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

Shen Nanzhi quickly helped him finish packing.

Actually, two hundred blind card boxes don't take up much space when stacked up; they can be easily packed into a large suitcase.

For a major client like Zhang Qingzhe, "Lucky Goddess" Company is also very generous.

In addition to the free suitcase, they also gave away many small gifts.

Shen Nanzhi pulled Zhang Qingzhe to sit down in a booth in the VIP area.

"Junior, you bought way too much."

She asked with some concern, "Was this 200,000 borrowed? Is it really okay to spend it all like this?"

"Senior, I really have something important to discuss. Please don't ask for details," Zhang Qingzhe replied.

Shen Nanzhi sighed and poured him a cup of black tea.

"How much money did you lose on those blind boxes you bought last time?"

To reassure his senior, Zhang Qingzhe told the truth:

"Actually, we didn't lose money; on the contrary, we made a huge profit."

"Really? You're not kidding me, are you?"

Zhang Qingzhe waved, gesturing for her to come closer.

Shen Nanzhi coughed lightly, looked around shyly, and then leaned close to Zhang Qingzhe, quietly pressing her ear against his.

"I got a LV5 card, which is worth about 200,000."

"My God..."

Shen Nanzhi was startled and lost her balance, leaning lightly against Zhang Qingzhe before quickly and awkwardly sitting up.

Sister Mi had been watching from a distance, and seeing this scene made her grit her teeth in hatred.

"That little bitch Shen Nanzhi, she always pretended to be so innocent, I really thought she was a virtuous woman. I never expected that she would show her true colors as soon as she met a rich and handsome guy."

"There's nothing we can do about it. If it were me, I might have even sat on his lap," one of the girls joked.

Several girls nearby immediately shoved her and whispered, laughing and cursing, "Shameless!"

Mi-jie actually thought the same thing—but she had already missed her chance.

Therefore, she hated Shen Nanzhi even more.

In the booth, Shen Nanzhi lowered her head, feeling her body temperature rise.

She subconsciously tugged at her collar, revealing a glimpse of snow-white skin.

She then realized that the action was not very elegant, as if she was intentionally seducing her junior.

She hurriedly covered her collar and secretly glanced at Zhang Qingzhe.

To her disappointment, Zhang Qingzhe calmly took a sip of tea, just like an NPC.

"Senior, I'm going back now."

Zhang Qingzhe took a deep breath and prepared to leave with his suitcase.

But at that moment, a strange man appeared in the empty lobby on the first floor.

On this scorching midday sun, the man was wearing a black suit.

His broad shoulders were thin and bony, like an empty clothes hanger.

His face was almost devoid of flesh, and his cheeks twitched slightly in a neurotic manner.

A pair of huge sunglasses covered his eyes, making his face look even more stiff and strange.

He just shuffled in there, like a sliding, dried-up corpse.

When the sales assistants saw that strange man, they all hid behind the shelves as if avoiding a plague.

Just as Zhang Qingzhe was feeling puzzled, his wrist was gently grasped by his senior.

Her fingers trembled slightly. "Junior... wait a minute."

"Hmm? What happened?"

"Could you... stay with me a little longer?"

Shen Nanzhi blurted out those words without thinking, then felt a little shy, and the tips of her ears turned slightly red.

Fortunately, the junior was very considerate and sat back down in the booth after hearing the request.

Shen Nanzhi stopped talking, but was clearly a little scared. She quietly moved behind Zhang Qingzhe, as if she wanted to hide in his shadow.

"What exactly happened?" Zhang Qingzhe asked softly.

"If you leave now, I'll be free. Sister Mi and the others have definitely planned it out and will have me serve that new customer."

"You don't want to receive him?"

"Of course not. If they were truly good customers, why would they give it to me?"

Zhang Qingzhe raised his head and carefully examined the person.

The new customer took off his huge sunglasses, revealing a pair of bulging eyes.

What's even more chilling is that the two eyeballs were turning in different directions, just like the eyes of a chameleon.

"What's going on with that person?" Zhang Qingzhe asked curiously.

"I heard Sister Mi and the others mention it before... that person belongs to the [Prophecy School]," Shen Nanzhi explained softly.