However, it wasn’t as good at holding its value.
But for a man of his immense wealth, discussing something like resale value was a bit of a joke.
It would make him a laughingstock.
"Good afternoon, and welcome to Vacheron Constantin."
As soon as the three of them entered, a woman in a black professional suit came forward to greet them warmly.
"My name is Zhou Qiong, a sales associate here. How may I help you?"
Zhou Qiong looked to be around twenty-five.
Her hair was tied up, and she had an elegant and competent air about her.
The perfectly measured smile on her face was pleasant and put people at ease.
"We’re just looking."
Qi Sheng smiled and replied casually.
"Of course, sir. Please feel free to look around, and if any particular watch catches your eye, don’t hesitate to ask."
Although Qi Sheng hadn’t shown any direct intention to buy, Zhou Qiong remained perfectly courteous.
The reason was simple: she recognized the Roger Dubuis on Qi Sheng’s wrist. It was a model with a list price of 1.58 million.
Someone who could afford a watch of that price...
...was naturally the ideal client for salespeople like her.
"We have coffee, tea, and juice. May I offer the three of you something to drink?"
"I’ll have a glass of orange juice with ice."
Qi Sheng was completely at ease, not a trace of discomfort on his face.
The over seventy million in his account was the source of his confidence.
"We’ll also have orange juice, with ice. Thank you."
Xu Ying and Pei Yinyin, on the other hand, were a little nervous.
This was their first time stepping into such a high-end watch boutique.
The price tags, easily running into the hundreds of thousands, were honestly making their hearts pound.
They were afraid of accidentally knocking a watch onto the floor and having to pay for it with everything they owned.
"Of course. Please wait just a moment."
Zhou Qiong nodded with a smile and turned to get their juice.
Meanwhile, Qi Sheng led Xu Ying and Pei Yinyin on a casual tour of the store.
He had to admit, even though Vacheron Constantin had always been overshadowed by Patek Philippe...
...its design aesthetic was still excellent.
If Patek Philippe was a king of extraordinary stature...
...then Vacheron Constantin was an elegant, understated gentleman.
Qi Sheng had only been looking at the display cases for a short while...
...when Zhou Qiong walked over, carrying a tray.
After handing each of them a glass of iced juice, Zhou Qiong fixed her attention on Qi Sheng.
Having worked in luxury sales for a long time...
...it was especially easy to tell which clients truly had the means to buy.
Qi Sheng’s calm and composed demeanor was the best proof of his standing.
"Sir, I haven’t gotten your name yet."


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