With the calming pill from Yun Zijin, Wang Minli felt much more confident as she arranged the decorative pieces.
First, the expensive items went into Miss Yun’s study or bedroom, while the relatively cheaper and less fragile ones were placed in the guest rooms or the living room.
The Fulu Shou Jade that Yun Zijin won at the auction was chosen to be displayed in her study.
Decorative pieces alone weren’t enough, so Wang Minli also picked out two calligraphy scrolls for Yun Zijin to hang on the walls of her study.
「In two days, it would be Old Sir Lu’s birthday banquet.」 Yun Zijin planned to go out and look for a formal gown, or perhaps a gift.
Although some of the items she’d won at the auction yesterday were suitable, Yun Zijin still wanted to have a backup plan.
Coincidentally, Su Mengyao was also stressing over a gown and a gift, so the two arranged to go shopping together.
Having experienced the joy of having a chauffeur, Yun Zijin no longer wanted to drive herself.
The system’s luxury car gift package from yesterday had included a Rolls-Royce Cullinan, and Yun Zijin chose it in a heartbeat.
In fact, she had also seen a Rolls-Royce Phantom, the same model Lu Yunque owned. However, she didn’t choose it, afraid people might mistakenly think Lu Yunque had lent her his car.
Ling Er was driving, while Zero One sat in the passenger seat. Yun Zijin sat alone in the back.
Su Mengyao and Yun Zijin had arranged to meet at Jinsheng Mall.
Although Su Mengyao’s family’s Guangyuan Mall was nice, Jinsheng Mall offered a wider selection when it came to formal gowns.
Su Mengyao and Yun Zijin arrived one right after the other. Seeing that Yun Zijin was in yet another new car, Su Mengyao couldn’t help but tease her.
"You really are the woman who snatched land right out from under President Xiao Lu. You’re just loaded."
You were in a Phantom just a few days ago, and now you’ve already switched to a Cullinan.
Neither of them are Rolls-Royce’s most expensive models, but they’re still not cheap when you add them up.
"You say that as if you’re not rich yourself. Let’s get going."
Since it wasn’t a weekend, Jinsheng Mall was relatively empty.
And since they headed straight for the formal wear section upon arrival, the foot traffic was even lighter.
Yun Zijin was currently the most talked-about tycoon at Jinsheng Mall, while Su Mengyao was a regular, so nearly every sales associate there knew her.
"Miss Yun, Miss Su! Welcome!"
"Could you pick out a few gowns for us? They’re for an elder’s birthday banquet."
Su Mengyao spoke with practiced ease, clearly a frequent visitor.
"Of course. If you two would please wait here for a moment."
The sales associate invited them to take a seat on the guest sofa, then left after glancing at another associate.
A moment later, the other associate returned with two cups of hot tea.
"Please, have some tea, ladies."
"Thank you."
Su Mengyao simply gave a cool, aloof nod, while Yun Zijin verbally thanked the associate.
It wasn’t that Su Mengyao was impolite; she had just grown so accustomed to this kind of service that she habitually showed no emotion when receiving it.
Yun Zijin, on the other hand, was newly rich and hadn’t yet developed the mannerisms of someone like Su Mengyao, who hailed from an established, wealthy family.
Before long, the sales associate who had left returned, pulling a clothing rack hung with several gowns.
"Miss Yun, Miss Su, these are the newest styles from our in-house designer..."
The associate launched into a long-winded explanation of the dresses’ design concepts, materials, and tailoring.

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