"Ah! No, no, absolutely not! You're such a bad guy. Wuwuwu..."
From the expression on her face, Ye Ning could tell that Xu Weier had misunderstood. He quickly clarified, "Don't get the wrong idea. I just wanted your help picking out gifts for my family."
"That's it?" Xu Weier eyed him suspiciously.
"That's all."
"Really?" She still looked unconvinced.
Ye Ning's lips curled into a teasing smile. "What? You sound disappointed. Or were you hoping it was something more?"
Realizing he was messing with her, Xu Weier's face turned bright red, and she hesitated before stammering a weak denial.
"N-No! You're such a jerk!"
[Ding!]
[The host has interacted with a female consumer, triggering a critical hit. Congratulations, host! You now own Jiangnan Commercial Street!]
Jiangnan Commercial Street?!
Wait a minute—isn't that where I am right now?
Not only that, but the Jiangnan Tower and Jiangnan Hotel at the end of the street are technically part of it too.
The total value adds up to nearly three billion!
Ye Ning's gaze burned as he looked at Xu Weier. This woman... she's my lucky charm!
"Wh-What are you looking at me like that for?" Xu Weier asked nervously.
Ye Ning chuckled and stepped forward. "Can I?"
"W-We agreed, no funny business..." she murmured, lowering her head so far that even her ears turned red.
Holy crap, that reaction...
Ye Ning didn't dare tease her any further—this girl was seriously dangerous.
"What are you thinking? Come on, help me pick some gifts already. Let's get going."
"O-Okay..." Xu Weier lifted her head again. "My name's Xu Weier, by the way. What's yours?"
…
They spent nearly two hours shopping. By the end of it, Ye Ning had spent close to a million yuan.
He bought jewelry and cosmetics for his mother.
For his father, a few bottles of top-shelf liquor.
And since his younger sister, Ye Xiaoguo, was about to take her college entrance exams, he got her a high-quality wristwatch—something practical.
This time, though, there was no critical hit—just a cashback of about five million yuan.
Still, Ye Ning's savings had now reached ten million!
Ten million in cold, hard cash. Not many people in Jiangcheng could access that kind of liquid capital.
And that wasn't even counting the entirety of Jiangnan Commercial Street under his name now.
One shopping trip, and I've stepped straight into the ultra-high-net-worth class.
After buying the gifts, Ye Ning treated Xu Weier to lunch. They exchanged contact information and then went their separate ways.
Ye Ning made his way alone to the end of the commercial street.
Standing before the luxurious Jiangnan Hotel, he couldn't help the surge of pride swelling in his chest.
From today onward, this place belongs to me.
"I'd like a presidential suite," Ye Ning said, presenting his ID to the front desk clerk.
"Right away, sir. Please give me a moment."
The young receptionist took his ID and glanced at it—then froze.
Her eyes widened dramatically, pupils dilating with surprise.
"Welcome, Mr. Ye!" she said quickly, bowing respectfully.
Seeing this, the other staff behind the counter also stood up to greet him in unison.
"You... recognize me?" Ye Ning asked awkwardly.
"Of course, sir. Manager Wu sent us your photo this morning."
"I see. Then please ask the manager to come down."
"Right away, Mr. Ye."
Not even two minutes later, a middle-aged man with a receding hairline hurried out of the elevator.
"Mr. Ye! I'm Wu Yuan, the general manager of Jiangnan Hotel. It's an honor to have you here."
"Hello," Ye Ning shook his hand. "No need for the formalities. I'm just here to rest today."
Though he had a rental apartment, it was way out in the suburbs. Rent was cheap, sure—but now, with a luxury hotel to his name, there was no reason to go back to that.
"Of course, Mr. Ye. We've prepared a presidential suite just for you. Let me show you the way."
As Ye Ning and Wu Yuan entered the elevator, the lobby buzzed with excitement.
"Our new boss is so handsome! I thought that photo earlier was photoshopped!"
"I wonder what kind of girl someone like Mr. Ye likes?"
"Forget it. With a guy like that, you'd have to come from a rich family just to be a match."
"Ahem!" the lobby manager approached, clearing her throat. "Don't gossip about Mr. Ye behind his back."
Still, even as she said it, she couldn't help sneaking another glance at the elevator.
Mr. Ye... he's really too handsome...
Wu Yuan led Ye Ning to the top floor. There, only two rooms existed: one office and one suite—both exclusively for Ye Ning.
"This is your room, complete with panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows. Over 200 square meters in total."
Ye Ning glanced around. The whole suite radiated one thing: luxury.
"Not bad," he said, genuinely impressed.
Wu Yuan let out a small breath of relief, a smile blooming on his face.
"Please rest at your leisure, Mr. Ye. If you need anything, just use the phone next to the bed."
"Got it. Go take care of your work."
Once Wu Yuan left, Ye Ning threw himself onto the massive bed.
"This... is the life!"
The old days of slaving away in overtime, barely scraping together a few silver coins, were finally over.
Now, he could just enjoy it all.
Still, there was one thing he hadn't forgotten.
The man who fired him—Wei Jie.
They hadn't spoken since Ye Ning left the company, but fate clearly had other plans.
After all, thanks to Xu Weier—the true "Lady Luck"—Jiangnan Commercial Street, including the Jiangnan Hotel and Jiangnan Tower, was now his.
And guess where Ye Ning used to work?
Jiangnan Tower.