Beautiful CEO's Top Expert-Chapter 935 - 0: Miss Tang Can’t Afford It?

The woman beside Fu Zibo, wearing a pair of chic and avant-garde sunglasses, couldn’t help but turn to Fu Zibo and ask after hearing his whispered muttering, "Zibo, what’s wrong?"

Fu Zibo smiled faintly at the woman, and the sharp glint in his eyes immediately disappeared: "Nothing!"

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a well-tailored suit quickly strode toward Fu Zibo: "Young Master Fu, thank you for visiting our store. Your presence truly brings unparalleled honor to us."

Fu Zibo cast a casual glance at the middle-aged man, appearing both arrogant and indifferent as he said, "I heard your store has a necklace from the Middle Eastern royal family, something called ’Tears of the God.’ Is that correct?"

"Yes, yes, Young Master Fu’s information is, as always, impressively accurate. It’s true that nothing on this small piece of Beijing turf can escape your notice!" The middle-aged man skillfully flattered Fu Zibo.

Upon hearing the man’s words, a hint of pride immediately surfaced on Fu Zibo’s face: "Honey, let’s go take a look!"

As soon as the woman heard Fu Zibo mention the Middle Eastern royal family’s necklace, her eyes practically sparkled. Now that Fu Zibo wanted to take her to see it, there was no way she’d decline; she eagerly agreed on the spot.

Afterward, Fu Zibo led the man directly upstairs.

The middle-aged man followed closely behind Fu Zibo, akin to a respectful servant.

Compared to the first floor, the second floor had noticeably fewer guests, and the jewelry was less abundant.

Though there were fewer pieces, the total value far surpassed that of the first floor!

The status of the second-floor patrons was likewise worlds apart from those on the first floor.

Of course, there were no restrictions regarding one’s identity or requirements such as a membership card or wealth to access the second floor!

Anyone could casually go upstairs, but whether they could afford anything was a different matter.

Although there wasn’t an official rule that only members could enter the second floor, people had a natural sense of self-awareness—knowing they couldn’t afford anything upstairs, most chose to stay on the first floor.

"Young Master Fu, what a surprise to run into you here..."

Just as Fu Zibo stepped onto the second floor, a man of similar age but with a somewhat sharp-featured face immediately greeted him, his expression filled with obsequious smiles.

This man’s words instantly caught the attention of many others on the second floor, causing them to glance over. But upon spotting Fu Zibo, they quickly offered warm greetings to him.

Despite the enthusiasm of the crowd, Fu Zibo remained arrogantly indifferent, carrying himself with an air of superiority as though he stood above everyone else, looking down with disdain.

In the past, few people would have paid him any attention, and Fu Zibo would have never dared to act so dismissively.

But now, even though Fu Zibo behaved with such arrogance, no one dared show him any disrespect.

Although the Fu family was merely considered a second-tier family in Beijing, Fu Zibo’s elder sister, Fu Xinyue, was now engaged to Xiao Boyang of the Xiao family!

The Xiao family, while not as colossal or deeply rooted as the Qin or Sheng families, had emerged as a rising powerhouse in recent years, growing so quickly it left others astonished. They seemed to be positioning themselves to compete with the Qin, Sheng, and even Yan families!

And Xiao Boyang, as a distinguished figure of the Xiao family, was now engaged to Fu Xinyue. This meant that Fu Zibo had become Xiao Boyang’s future brother-in-law!

As the saying goes, a rising tide lifts all boats, and towering trees sway in the wind. Fu Zibo’s status and standing in Beijing had soared as a result.

Even the social standing of the entire Fu family had climbed significantly!

This explained why, despite his condescending attitude, no one dared harbor dissatisfaction toward Fu Zibo.

The woman accompanying Fu Zibo, upon seeing the rush of young scions competing to greet him, slowly revealed a trace of melancholy in her eyes. Yet inwardly, her heart was filled with joy, secretly quite pleased with herself for being with Fu Zibo—it felt like an immense stroke of fortune.

After all, she was merely an actress, though seen by ordinary people as glamorous and untouchable.

But deep down, she understood that the dazzling, admirably-prized celebrities were nothing more than high-end, human-like toys in the eyes of the elite scions of wealthy families. A single word from these heirs could determine their fates—whether they’d ascend to heaven or plummet to hell.

In terms of status and family background, she and Fu Zibo were undeniably worlds apart. For her, being with Fu Zibo was an invaluable gift.

Moreover, she knew that if she could secure Fu Zibo’s affection forever, she would eventually rise and transform into a phoenix perched atop the highest branches!

After scanning the second floor, Fu Zibo immediately began to stride toward the third floor.

The first floor of this jewelry store catered to the public, the second floor targeted elite consumers, while the third floor housed globally limited-edition jewelry and accessories!

The Tears of the God necklace was located on the third floor.

So Fu Zibo didn’t linger on the second floor but headed straight upstairs.

Due to the exclusivity and status tied to the third floor, there were even fewer people compared to the second floor. However, those present were of even higher social rank or financial standing.

Once on the third floor, Fu Zibo lifted his chin slightly and scanned the room. A stunning figure immediately caught his eye.

The woman wore a tailored OL business suit, a complete professional outfit. Yet, her curvaceous, graceful figure was perfectly accentuated by the attire.

This woman was none other than Tang Yurou!

At that moment, Tang Yurou was holding a necklace made of countless diamonds, discussing something with a staff member.

Upon spotting Tang Yurou, a mix of desire and resentment flashed in Fu Zibo’s eyes but was quickly concealed.

The subtle change in Fu Zibo’s expression went completely unnoticed by the woman beside him.

Then, Fu Zibo began leading the woman toward Tang Yurou.

At this time, the necklace in Tang Yurou’s hands was none other than the Middle Eastern royal necklace. Its craftsmanship was incredibly refined, making it extraordinarily stunning and irresistibly captivating to any woman!

"Miss, this necklace is exceedingly rare, with only one in existence worldwide. Whether worn or collected, it’s an exceptional choice!" The employee pitched to Tang Yurou.

Even though Tang Yurou’s attire was professional and understated, the Prada bag she carried—the global limited edition priced at several hundred thousand—did not go unnoticed!

A woman carrying a bag worth hundreds of thousands surely couldn’t lack money, right?

The staff member wouldn’t believe otherwise, hence his persistent persuasion in hopes that Tang Yurou would purchase the piece, ensuring he’d receive a sizable commission.

"How much?" Tang Yurou asked softly.

She truly liked the necklace. From the moment she laid eyes on it, she had been drawn to it.

"Miss, since this necklace originated from the Middle Eastern royal family and is the only one of its kind worldwide, our boss has priced it at sixty million!"

Although Tang Yurou found the necklace stunningly exquisite, she couldn’t help but be startled upon hearing the price.

"What’s the matter, Miss Tang? Can’t afford it?"