The next day, Zhou Hui from Patek Philippe reported some good news to Qi Sheng.
Just as expected, the Swiss Headquarters couldn’t resist the temptation of an above-list-price sale.
They said that a 6300G would be shipped to Shanghai and arrive that afternoon.
Without making a big fuss, Qi Sheng went to the Patek Philippe Mansion alone.
In the familiar VIP room, a beaming Zhou Hui began her introduction for Qi Sheng.
"Mr. Qi, this 6300G possesses twenty complications, including a minute repeater, a grande and petite sonnerie, and a perpetual calendar."
"The movement is also Patek Philippe’s top-tier, in-house version, containing 1,366 parts. It represents the pinnacle of craftsmanship you can find in a high-end watch on the market today."
"In light of your sincerity, the Swiss Headquarters has specially offered this unreleased high-jewelry version of the watch. The specific model is the 6300/400G-001."
"In addition to its white gold case, it features a reversible ebony-black opaline dial and is set with 409 baguette-cut diamonds, totaling 31.35 carats."
"You can use the swivel feature at will, as the watch is designed to be worn on either side."
After listening to Zhou Hui’s introduction, Qi Sheng couldn’t help but feel impressed.
’As expected of the King of Watches!’
’It’s no wonder the other brands can’t keep up.’
As Zhou Hui helped Qi Sheng put on the 50-million-yuan Patek Philippe, he found he couldn’t bear to take it off. The watch was just too damn cool.
The rich never lack for luxury goods.
What they want is scarcity, uniqueness, and being one step ahead of everyone else.
And this diamond-set 6300/400G-001 was, for now, the only one of its kind in the entire world.
"Mr. Qi, what do you think?"
Zhou Hui looked at Qi Sheng with anticipation, though she felt a little uncertain.
She hadn’t expected the headquarters to offer an unreleased timepiece.
’Then again, it makes sense. The 6300G isn’t that expensive abroad.’
’It’s only about 2.2 million US dollars, which many wealthy people can afford.’
’It’s only because of the 50% postal tax in this country that the price skyrockets to a terrifying 30 million.’
’They certainly couldn’t afford to offend the international buyers who had already placed pre-orders.’
’So, the headquarters brought out an unreleased model to satisfy a powerful new buyer.’
’They made a profit and gave the new buyer plenty of face.’
"I’ll take it."
Qi Sheng’s interest was genuinely piqued; he didn’t want to miss out on this watch.
His previous Vacheron Constantin and Bvlgari could now take a backseat.
Seven million versus fifty million—that was a nearly tenfold difference.
The prestige, naturally, was on a completely different level.
"Excellent! I’ll prepare the contract right away."
Ecstatic, Zhou Hui clicked away in her high heels and quickly returned with the purchase agreement.
Seeing the total price of 50 million, Qi Sheng suddenly remembered something.
"This watch’s price has to be in the top 10 in the watch world, right?"
"Absolutely. And it would be no lower than the top 8."
Zhou Hui was even more excited than Qi Sheng.
Selling a 50-million-yuan-class timepiece was an immense honor for her.
When it was time to pay, Qi Sheng had to use two cards.
First was his Intelligent Dragon Card, which had been collecting dust for a long time.
Its eight-million-yuan limit was completely maxed out.
For the remaining 42 million, Qi Sheng had China Construction Bank wire the funds to Patek Philippe’s designated account.
With the 50 million transferred, Qi Sheng officially became the owner of this "King of Watches."
"Mr. Qi, this is my personal card. You can contact me 24/7. I promise I’ll be at your beck and call."
Zhou Hui escorted him all the way to the courtyard of the Yuan Mansion.
Watching Qi Sheng get into the black, extended-wheelbase Phantom, her eyes were filled with expectation.
If Qi Sheng wanted, he would only need to crook his finger, and she would get in the car immediately.
"Alright. I’ll contact you if I need anything."
Qi Sheng raised the window and told Gu Feng to drive off.
But the ’need’ he was referring to was only the need to buy watches.
’If I had any real physical needs, aren’t Zong Rui and Qu Man at home a hundred times better than her?’
...
Now that he was in Shanghai, it would be wrong not to pay the Jiang Family a visit.
After all, the Jiang Family had supported him with 2.5 billion.
Seeing the extended-wheelbase Phantom, the bodyguards at the entrance of Tan Palace quickly waved it through.
This car had been here quite a few times before.
Each time, it headed straight for Villa No. 8.
The man inside, so the rumor went, was the boyfriend of Princess Jiang.
’Tsk, reality is so cruel.’
’A rich heiress ending up with a poor boy is the kind of stuff only those damn authors dare to write.’
Jiang Wanqiu was idly strolling in the garden out of boredom.
When she saw the familiar Phantom, she thought her eyes were playing tricks on her.
"Shanghai A-66888! That’s the Phantom from Banyan Tree!"
Overjoyed, Jiang Wanqiu ran to the front of the garage and, just as she’d hoped, saw the familiar figure she had longed for day and night.
"You haven’t come to see me in so long!"
Jiang Wanqiu threw herself into Qi Sheng’s arms, her voice full of longing and a hint of complaint.
"Ahem, I’ve been a bit busy lately. But I’m here now, aren’t I?"
Qi Sheng didn’t dare say he’d been spending all his time with Qu Man and Zong Rui.
Otherwise, Jiang Wanqiu would definitely flip out.
"My dad is insisting I intern at the family company and then get my MBA at Jiao Tong University after graduation."
"But I want to study in Chengdu to be closer to you."
For a rich girl, getting an MBA was standard procedure.
It wasn’t like the Jiang Family’s business was counting on Jiang Wanqiu to manage it anyway.
Old Jiang was still in his prime; he could hold on for at least another decade or two.
"Listen to Uncle Jiang. There aren’t any good MBA programs over in Chengdu."
Qi Sheng put his arm around Jiang Wanqiu and walked toward the villa.
"I’ll be gradually shifting the focus of my career to Shanghai, so there’s no need to choose somewhere far away when you can be close."
"Really?"
Hearing this, Jiang Wanqiu looked up at him, pleasantly surprised.
"Would I lie to you?"
Qi Sheng chuckled and playfully pinched Jiang Wanqiu’s cheek.
’A college student who hasn’t even graduated yet... so innocent.’
"Ahem..."
A cough suddenly came from behind them.
Without even turning around, Qi Sheng knew it was his "big brother-in-law."
"Brother Nan, off work?"
Seeing Jiang Nan dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, Qi Sheng couldn’t help but marvel.
The once profligate young master of a rich family had become a public servant.
"Just got off work, only to find you two being all lovey-dovey."
Jiang Nan had a sharp eye. He noticed the Patek Philippe on Qi Sheng’s wrist and asked in surprise, "What model is that?"
Qi Sheng smiled and said, "A 6300/400G-001."
"That’s not right. That model doesn’t exist."



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