"I don’t like any of these."
After spending a good half hour, Su Chen had finally looked through all the clothes...
Unfortunately, not a single piece caught his eye.
Most of the clothes seemed too flashy and gaudy. Su Chen preferred something simpler.
Hearing Su Chen’s words, Mili’s heart tightened. When she caught sight of Ticky standing at the very back, her eyes suddenly lit up.
"Mr. Su, perhaps you would consider a custom-tailored piece? As it happens, I’ve brought our company’s top tailor with me!"
After speaking, she gestured for Ticky to come forward.
Su Chen’s interest was piqued when he heard "custom tailoring." It was said that custom pieces were the pinnacle of luxury, each one unique.
Su Chen saw a foreigner walk up to him. He was dressed in a standard tailor’s uniform—a dark suit vest over a white shirt. He looked like a professional tailor at a single glance.
"Sir, do you have any particular requirements for the clothes?" Ticky asked respectfully.
"Requirements..." Su Chen mulled it over, rubbing his chin with his right hand.
"Something simple. Not too many colors or patterns that look gaudy. But don’t make it look too old-fashioned, either. After all, I’m only in my twenties. I’m still young!"
Su Chen then glanced at the vest Ticky was wearing, paused for a moment, and then asked, "Can you make suits, too?"
Ticky nodded. "Of course. That’s my specialty."
They say a suit is a man’s most handsome battle armor. No matter his body type, wearing one will turn him into a god.
"Alright then. Go ahead and make me a few custom suits." Su Chen thought, ’I can’t just wear casual clothes all the time...’
’If I have to attend an event or meet someone important, a suit would look more formal.’
Hearing this, Ticky quickly pulled a small notebook and a tape measure from his pocket...
He started taking Su Chen’s measurements with the tape, not forgetting to jot down the numbers.
He measured him several times over to confirm the numbers, then asked Su Chen a few questions about his wearing habits.
Once everything was confirmed, Ticky looked at Su Chen and said, "Sir, it will take about three days to produce the design sketches. I may have to bother you again then."
Su Chen shot a look at Jiang Hui, who was standing to the side...
Jiang Hui understood instantly. He quickly walked over to Ticky’s side and they exchanged contact information.
Seeing this, Mili shamelessly sidled up and exchanged contact information with Jiang Hui as well, making it easier for her to reach Su Chen in the future.
As for calling Su Chen directly... she wouldn’t even dare to entertain the thought.
When she had received the call from President Emma, she had been repeatedly warned not to disturb Su Chen.
If he were dissatisfied in any way, her career would be over. That was why she had been on pins and needles this whole time...
She was terrified of making some small mistake that would displease Su Chen.
Seeing Mili’s maneuvering, Su Chen didn’t say anything. He just stretched, and under everyone’s gaze, strolled leisurely back into the house with his hands behind his back.
Only after Su Chen had gone inside did Mili and the others start packing up the clothes.
***
"Sir, you could have just let me handle a small matter like buying a car. There was no need for you to make the trip yourself!"
"It’s fine. I was just sitting around at home anyway. It’s nice to get out for a change of scenery."
The driver of the luxury car-for-hire listened to their conversation, pursed his lips, a look of exasperation flashing in his eyes.
Especially when he saw the destination on his phone—"Imperial Capital Haidian District Rolls-Royce 4S Dealership"—he complained internally: ’I’ve seen people show off, but I’ve never seen anyone show off like this. It’s like they were professional posers in a past life, reincarnated specifically to act all high and mighty!’
But soon, the driver remembered where he had picked the two up from. His eyes shifted, and he glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Gentlemen, are you heading out to buy a car?"
Hearing the driver, Su Chen, who had been admiring the scenery outside the window, turned his gaze back inside.
"Yes. Why?"
Seeing Su Chen’s placid, rippleless eyes in the rearview mirror, the driver somehow... felt a slight sense of pressure.
He shook his head, assuming he was just tired from driving for too long and had imagined it.
"Ahem, I have a cousin who also works at a Rolls-Royce dealership. Hers is on the west side of the city, so it’s a bit far, but she can give you the best possible discount and service!"
"If you want to go there, I can take you for free!"
The driver wasn’t lying. He really did have a cousin who worked at Rolls-Royce. It’s just that she’d only been on the job for half a month and was still an intern.
’If she actually manages to sell a Rolls-Royce,’ he thought, ’my cousin will not only get her position confirmed early... but the commission will be at least five figures. It wouldn’t be unreasonable for me to take half, right? That’s way faster than driving this car all day.’
’A plan to kill three birds with one stone!’
Thinking of this, a smug smile appeared on the driver’s face.

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