Dong Lianhua left, disgruntled and dejected.

Wu Xu took a sip of beer and smiled, "Brother Jun, you went a bit overboard there. That Zhong Chou, I don't think he will let this go easily. Now with assassinations and bombings, Junshan is turbulent. Don't stir up unnecessary trouble."

Zhao Jun smirked coldly, "Zhong Chou, huh, just because he has a mayor for a dad doesn't mean he's all that. The Junshan Municipal Committee isn't as calm as before; who rises and falls depends on their methods."

Wu Xu was somewhat surprised, "Could it be that the Junshan Municipal Committee is also engaged in this power struggle? Seems I underestimated those cunning old foxes in the political realm."

A thought struck Wu Xu as he looked upwards at Zhao Jun.

A cluster of white qi with seventy-one high-level counts, containing more than twenty strands of red qi that were dazzlingly bright and exuded a wealthy aura.

This was a normal life aspect, no disasters or other mishaps; Wu Xu felt somewhat relieved but grew curious—Zhao Jun's family was the wealthiest in Junshan, even recognized by the provincial committee, one of the top ten enterprises in Pinghu Province. But could a businessman really partake in the political fray?

After playing around for a while, Wu Xu found an excuse to leave. Although he was friendly with Zhao Jun, he was not accustomed to such a glitzy and materialistic life.

It was already past five in the evening, the sky began to darken, the day's heat slightly dissolved into a cool breeze.

It had been a busy day for Wu Xu, filled with thrilling and exhilarating moments and bar fights, leading him to some deep reflections. Perhaps, after the electric shock that granted him his superpower, he had indeed stepped away from ordinary life.

Strolling casually on the streets, observing the various faces of everyday people, Wu Xu felt a sense of calmness emerge within him.

Before long, Wu Xu found himself in front of a quaint clothing store that specialized in princess dresses—a rare specialty shop.

An image of a petite sixteen-year-old spontaneously popped into his mind—his younger sister, Wu Yaqin, who had always adored such fairy tales, envying the princesses in those stories.

Moreover, in Wu Xu's heart, his sister truly was a lovely princess, and he had always intended to buy her a princess dress, but had been limited financially before. Now, however...

Wu Xu smiled and entered the store.

Though the princess dress store was unusual, a man who enters a women's clothing store and seriously picks out clothes was even rarer.

"Could this guy be a weirdo?"

The store attendants exchanged wary looks, none daring to approach and offer help.

"Hello sir, I'm the store manager, Ma Xiaoyue! Who are you looking to buy a princess dress for? We have various styles suitable for women of different ages."

A woman wearing glasses with a professional smile approached and asked Wu Xu.

Though her smile seemed forced, there was no denying that Ma Xiaoyue, with her slightly curly black hair, slim and striking facial features, skin fair as snow, and curvaceous figure, didn't seem like she would manage such a clothing store; she looked more like a corporate secretary.

Wu Xu was somewhat dazzled by Ma Xiaoyue, but having seen many beauties in recent days, he was somewhat immune, and smiled, "Manager Ma, I'd like to buy a princess dress for my sister. Hmm, for ages sixteen or seventeen—something pure, cute, yet embodying some fashionable elements."

"Ha, what a coincidence, sir, we just received a new shipment of fashionable princess dresses from Britain this morning. Just the type you mentioned," Ma Xiaoyue smiled, then softly added, "but these princess dresses, sourced directly from seasoned British designers, are not only beautiful but also unique. Therefore, the value..."

"Price is negotiable! Let's see them first," Wu Xu's eyes lit up, unique indeed—such a gift would surely be perfect, he believed his clingy little sister would absolutely love it.

"Right this way, sir." Ma Xiaoyue led Wu Xu, not judging him by his plain, unbranded clothes.

Experienced in the corporate world, Ma Xiaoyue had her standards for judging people; she could tell that Wu Xu was no ordinary man, a perception honed through experience.

This luxury boutique specializing in princess dresses also has a second floor.

Upon reaching the second floor, Wu Xu was instantly captivated. The selection of princess dresses was limited, but each piece was distinctive. One glance and he knew all were high-end, each dress so beautiful it was mesmerizing, and the arrangement seemed to have its own meaningful placement.

Moreover, two sales associates were also on the second floor, each dressed in a low-cut princess dress, playfully greeting Wu Xu with a welcome, bending over to reveal four semi-circles.

Wu Xu was surprised; such a boutique couldn't be afforded by just anyone.

"Sir, what do you think of this princess dress?" Ma Xiaoyue had already picked up a dress and was standing next to Wu Xu.

Upon seeing it, Wu Xu's breath caught.

This was a white-based princess dress, with a standard European-style fluffy double shoulder top, the neckline encircled with black silk, the overall mesh made from snow fleece, the hem lined with folded fluff, and a white satin ribbon at the waist, exuding an air of pure innocence.

Wu Xu silently matched the dress with his sister's figure in his mind, finding it absolutely perfect.

"Great! I'll take this one!"

Ma Xiaoyue held up the dress, smiling, "Sir, this dress is called 'White Angel Embrace', a one-of-a-kind princess dress in the pure series, and according to our agreement with the British side, only one piece will be produced, priced at nine hundred eighty thousand."

"Nine hundred eighty thousand!!" Wu Xu's heart skipped beat. Shit, that's a rip-off.

But the dress was just too perfect for his little sister, with her charming rustic demeanor brought from the countryside, wearing this dress she would definitely look like the most beautiful little angel.

"Alright! Pack it up." Wu Xu clinched his teeth and decided to buy it, taking out the credit card Zhao Jun had given him and handing it to Ma Xiaoyue.

This card contained five million, extorted from Dong Lianhua by Zhao Jun who initially advanced it to Wu Xu.

Facing such a sum, Wu Xu didn't refuse, and feeling a need for money now, he accepted without hesitation. He didn't expect to actually find a use for it so soon.

Moreover, spending nine hundred eighty thousand all at once, why didn't it feel like a big deal? It seemed like before, even buying a computer he'd feel the pinch, gathering hardware and software for three months just to assemble a PC.

Could it be that his outlook had evolved, and he'd started to view money more lightly?

He went downstairs to pay, Wu Xu, seeming like a regular guy, displayed an imposing manner when handling the transaction, causing several first-floor servers to regretfully watch as a disguised rich man slipped right past them. But why dress so shabbily when you have money? Isn't that just inviting misunderstandings!

"Sister Daimei, is this princess dress really that pretty? Hehe, don't fool me, okay."

"I've never had a design fail, and this princess dress design even received endless praises from Ms. Rebecca of the yieyi design studio."

"That's great, make sure to reserve that one I liked last time for me."

While Wu Xu was paying and packing, two beautiful young women walked into the princess dress boutique.

The older one in her twenties and the younger one about seventeen or eighteen, both had stunningly beautiful faces, the elder with skin like snow, curved willow-leaf eyebrows, cherry lips, and a figure to die for, best paired with a fitting princess dress, truly breathtaking.

The younger girl, slightly less striking but still top-tier in beauty, her bust not inferior to the average adult woman, wore a smile showing charming dimples.

"Miss Yang, Miss Zhong."

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