The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 835 - 661 S-level Black Gold Card! Directly breaking into 【9 more】

Chapter 835: 661 S-level Black Gold Card! Directly breaking into 【9 more】

"Of course, I love it." Rita’s face lit up with joy, "The clothes in this store have a very special high-end feel. Let’s go have a look. I wonder if we can make a reservation today."

Ying Zijin nodded, her expression lazy: "If you like it, I can give you a few sets."

The trademark and name of this store were all registered by her and are under the Chuguang Media brand.

Besides employing some world-renowned designers, she also designed a few sets of dresses and casual wear in her spare time.

Last year, "Charm Speak" officially launched its stores worldwide.

The store in Jade Ice Cui is the headquarters for this region in Europe.

The Hua Country headquarters is in the Imperial Capital, and there are branches in other major cities as well.

Rita suddenly stopped, slightly surprised: "A few sets?"

Up to now, she had only managed to reserve two sets, and they weren’t even the hottest styles.

Charm Speak is immensely popular in Europe; every new style is sold out online within seconds.

Whether you’re an imperial relative or not, it doesn’t matter if your internet is slow.

"Yes." Ying Zijin tapped her phone a few times, "Whatever you like, I’ll give to you."

Before Rita could respond, a cold, mocking voice interrupted — it was the woman who had cut in line earlier.

"Give? How can you give? Even the Lorentz Family needs to make reservations. Do you think you’re the owner of this store or something?"

The woman, having been humiliated before, now seized an opportunity.

She looked at the girl with a sharp, derisive gaze: "Eastern people, I suggest you save it; this isn’t your country where counterfeit goods are everywhere. Can Charm Speak’s high-end fashions just be given away so easily?"

Ying Zijin wore a mask, but her Eastern features were obvious at a glance.

Her eyes were indifferent, without the slightest ripple of emotion.

"You again." Rita’s expression turned cold, "Are you ill, eavesdropping on others?"

If it weren’t for being in a mall, she would have taken out her gun already.

The woman snorted lightly and went to line up at the entrance of Charm Speak.

She deliberately took up a large space and made an insulting gesture towards the two, looking very pleased with herself.

"That person!" Rita was fuming, "Darling, let’s go to another store. She disgusts me."

"No problem, we won’t go in." Ying Zijin put away her phone and looked up, "Someone will come out to deliver the goods."

Rita froze, lowering her voice: "You’re not really the owner of this store, are you?"

Number One Poison Master, and a penchant for opening clothing stores?

"Yes." Ying Zijin reassured, "Don’t be scared. I’m just making some pocket money."

Rita: "..."

Just as she was bewildered, the manager of Charm Speak hurried out of the store.

The manager looked around, then spotted the girl.

His eyes lit up, and he immediately walked over: "Miss Ying, it’s you, isn’t it? This is the order you just placed. The store clerks are preparing the items for you. Please have a look."

Ying Zijin took the order slip and handed it to Rita: "See if there’s anything else you need."

Rita looked at the list of hot-selling items she couldn’t even snatch up and took a deep breath before saying, "Enough, this is enough."

Ying Zijin nodded: "We’ll start with these."

The manager bowed respectfully: "Very good, Miss Ying."

"..."

Around them, there was silence.

The woman’s sneer gradually froze, incredulous: "She hasn’t even made a reservation. Why are the items being prepared for her?"

The other customers also showed discontent.

They had lined up early in the morning just to grab these hot-selling items.

How could someone just casually take dozens of high-end sets?

"Sorry, sorry, this is our boss." The manager apologized with a slight smile, "The boss made an impromptu adjustment. We just received the notice as well. We ask for your understanding, dear customers."

The owner of Charm Speak!

The woman’s face completely stiffened.

Recalling her earlier words, her face turned from green to red.

"Unbelievable." Rita clapped her hands, "I declare you the Prophet of the day. How did you know my darling was the owner of Charm Speak?"

The woman’s face turned livid, somewhat exasperated yet unable to say a word.

She really liked Charm Speak’s outfits; what if she got blacklisted?

"Ah!" In the queue, a girl suddenly let out a shout, her eyes shining, "Aren’t you the designer Mei from Hua Country?! I watched your press release conference last year."

Ying Zijin nodded politely: "Hello."

"Ah, ah, ah, I’m a fan of yours." The girl became even more excited, pulling out a small notebook, "Can I have your autograph?"

"Sure." Ying Zijin took the pen and signed "Mei."

Soon, the items were ready, and the store clerk respectfully handed the bags to Rita.

Ying Zijin took out a card and handed it to the manager: "Swipe it all together."

The manager wiped the sweat off his forehead, trembling with fear: "Miss Ying, there’s no need. Charm Speak is yours. Why bother with the card?"

"Go ahead and swipe it." Ying Zijin said casually, "It’s easier for bookkeeping."

The manager had no choice but to run back into the store to fetch the POS machine, then took the card.

Upon seeing the card, his serious expression gradually turned to one of astonishment: "Miss Ying, this..."

The nearby customers’ expressions also changed.

It was a Black Gold Card with a gold embossed letter on it—

S!

A golden iris was on the back of the Black Gold Card.

This was the mark of the Lorentz Bank.

Anyone who attended or watched the Venus Group’s quarterly report meeting yesterday knew that the Lorentz Bank was about to issue new bank cards.

The card designs had already been announced on the official website, with strict VIP rank divisions.

The privileges available at different ranks also varied.

The highest rank was A-level, limited to ten cards globally.

Many socialites and young elites, including Rita, were raring to grab one.

But S-level?

The manager, sweating profusely, swiped the Black Gold Card at the POS machine and immediately handed it back: "Miss Ying, here you go."

Ying Zijin put it away and left with the equally stunned Rita.

After a long while, Rita finally came to her senses: "An S-level card exists?"

"Yes, two of them." Ying Zijin nodded, "Limitless."

"Bea-beauty." Rita’s throat moved, "So, what’s the deal with you and Mr. Xize?"

Ying Zijin thought for a bit: "He’s my son."

Rita: "???"

**

On the other side.

IBI’s J Country division.

Agents detained Joseph, Manuel’s assistant, and over a dozen bodyguards, awaiting their transfer to the international heavy prison at sea the next day.

Valens had also organized all the documents and handed them to Fu Yunshen.

"Sir, we’ve found some clues. This Manuel indeed used the guise of research to conduct many poison experiments," he said, "We also examined those two bottles of poison; their potency ranks approximately thirtieth on the poison list."

Fu Yunshen’s fingers tapped lightly, lips curved into a smile: "Such an opportunity delivered right to us, we should seize it."

After all, Manuel was an internationally renowned professor who had made significant contributions to biochemical studies.

Many of his actions were done through the Taylor Family’s hand, keeping himself clear of suspicion.

There hadn’t been enough evidence to act before.

But now, Manuel’s private poison research and intentions to harm were solidly incriminating.

"Sir, we’ve found one more thing," Valens said, "Professor Herwen’s kidnapping is also related to Manuel."

"Yes, I know." Fu Yunshen stood up, indifferent, "Prepare to head to Manuel’s experimental base."

**

Nighttime.

At the Taylor Family’s territory, two thousand kilometers from J Country.

Manuel’s experimental base was located here.

Private military sent by the Taylor Family guarded the area rigorously, ensuring Manuel’s safety.

It was a tranquil deep night, until the rumbling sound of helicopters filled the skies.

Thunderously, they approached the city.

The initially drowsy private military immediately snapped awake, their vigilance heightened.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"Quick! Protect the Professor!"

There were indeed many people who wanted Manuel dead; previously, assassins and hypnotists had infiltrated.

But they did so stealthily, who dared to be so overt?!

On the watchtower, several mercenaries stared at the sky, clutching their sniper rifles tightly.

"Swoosh—"

The rumbling continued, the helicopter piercing through the cloud layers.

Illuminated by the lights, three large letters on the fuselage were strikingly visible.

IBI!

The mercenaries were shocked.

How could it be IBI?!

Ropes dropped from the helicopter, and well-trained agents quickly seized the entire watchtower, confiscating all weapons.

Fu Yunshen directly leapt down from the height.

He wore a silver mask, reflecting the cold moonlight, revealing a perfect jawline.

Valens followed closely behind, his expression stern: "Sir."

He rarely went on missions with Fu Yunshen, inevitably feeling his blood boil.

Fu Yunshen nodded and entered first.

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