After being bound to the Shenhao system, the fake daughter has a billionaire's worth

Song Wan was frightened by this sound, her hands shook and she almost failed to pick up the bill.

At this time, Ling Qianqian, the store manager of Louis Vuitton, came over after a long journey.

She is an urban beauty with sharp eyes and exquisite makeup and hair.

When she saw Sheng Yan sitting on the sofa, her eyes were full of doubts, but she kept a respectful smile on her face. She bowed to her and said, "Miss Sheng, you are here."

The fake daughter is Louis Vuitton's black card VIP. Every time she makes a purchase, Ling Qianqian comes to serve her.

So I don’t know many people.

Chen Yuang knew Ling Qianqian and knew that she had always been arrogant and indifferent. It was rare to see her show a respectful and gentle expression.

My heart tightened.

The smile on his face completely melted.

Instead, he frowned.

Miss Sheng?

There is only one person who can be called Miss Sheng by Ling Qianqian, and that is the daughter of the Sheng family.

He had seen the photo of the daughter of the Sheng family this morning. She was a very beautiful woman, and she didn't look like Sheng at all.

So, she is the fake daughter of the Sheng family who was kicked out?

The anger that Chen Yuang had just vented was now restored.

News inside the Shanghai circle spreads much faster than outside.

The fake daughter was kicked out, and she was in debt and unable to repay it, so she tried to commit suicide to save the Sheng family.

Things like this have already gone viral.

Outsiders don't know, but he does.

He glanced at Ling Qianqian: "Manager Ling, please don't admit the wrong person. Miss Sheng carries a heavy weight and not everyone can afford it."

Of course Ling Qianqian knew.

When Song Wan called her, she immediately asked if there was any capital verification.

Yida Plaza has a lot of people and if the sales of goods reach a certain amount, capital verification will be required. This is a guarantee for the sales of its own goods and the interests of its employees.

Song Wan said that Ms. Sheng's assets have been verified to be worth one billion.

Ling Qianqian was confused at that time.

The news in the morning was that the fake rich man left the house and borrowed money to survive.

The news at noon revealed that Ms. Sheng’s assets were worth one billion.

She couldn't tell whether the news was true or false for a while, so she could only rush over without stopping.

Sheng Yan stood up: "Since the store manager is here, let's swipe the card."

Shengyan's black card has an unlimited limit. One billion is just an appearance. Even if you spend two billion at a time, you can get it.

Chen and Ang stood up.

He wanted to see how Miss Sheng earned more than 200 million.

Sheng Yan handed the black card to Ling Qianqian.

After Ling Qianqian confirmed the bill, she swiped the card on the POS machine. After two beeps, the card slip came out of the POS machine smoothly.

Chen Yuang's desire to watch the show was completely shattered.

The well-informed Qiao Qiao beside her couldn't help but click her tongue and glanced at Sheng Yan quietly.

Ling Qianqian handed the credit card slip to Sheng Yan for signature.

Sheng Yan signed her name with a swipe of her pen.

System: "The host spent 218 million yuan for Jiang Yinuo and received mall points. The cash rebate amount of million yuan has arrived in the account."

The system's broadcast made the smile on Sheng Yan's face bloom like a flower.

Points can be exchanged for beauty, and cash back can be spent as much as you like. It’s a mutual benefit and a win-win situation.

It seems that what my mother said back then was right.

Ling Qianqian handed the black card back with both hands: "Ms. Sheng, because the items you purchased have too many values, our store will take a week to distribute them to you. Please wait."

"It doesn't matter, I'll give you an address, and you can just send someone to deliver it to your door when the time comes."

Sheng Yan understood.

The products in each store are fixed, and it is impossible to clear the counter for sale. The products can only be distributed from the headquarters, and they cannot be obtained immediately.

"Okay, Miss Sheng."

"Please give me your contact information. I will contact you as soon as the goods arrive."

Ling Qianqian took out her mobile phone and asked Sheng Yan's contact information.

Sheng Yan was kicked out of the Sheng family, and her address was definitely no longer the same as before.

Ling Qianqian politely asked for a new address.

"Jiang Yinuo."

Sheng Yan looked at Jiang Yinuo on the sofa.

Jiang Yinuo didn't even react until now, his face was confused and his eyes were blank.

But Song Wan was smart and pushed his arm: "Young Master Jiang, Miss Sheng is calling you."

River? Mr. Jiang?

What a unique title. Are you calling me?

Jiang Yinuo was even more confused.

Seeing that he still had no reaction.

Song Wan called Luo Ke, lifted his arms from left to right, and lifted him directly in front of Sheng Yan.

Sheng Yan said: "Tell Manager Ling your address."

The clear voice finally brought Jiang Yinuo back to his senses.

Looking at Sheng Yan: "I currently live in the dormitory of Jiangbei University."

dormitory?

Ling Qianqian's eyebrows narrowed.

I'm afraid the things Sheng Yan bought wouldn't even fit in the classroom. How big is the dormitory, what can be put there?

Sheng Yan smiled again: "Then add Store Manager Ling's contact information. I will take you to buy a suite in two days, and then send the new address to Store Manager Ling."

Do you want to buy me a suite?

"it is good."

Jiang Yinuo felt like he was living in a dream, so he took out his mobile phone and exchanged contact information with Ling Qianqian.

Since it is a dream, then do it thoroughly.

Finished dealing with Jiang Yinuo's side.

Sheng Yan looked to the side and saw that Chen Yuang was taking Qiao Qiao and was about to leave.

"Master Chen."

She casually picked up a limited edition bag at the cashier: "I've finished paying, it's your turn."

Young Master Chen cursed in his heart, only hating that he was walking too slowly.

He softened his facial expression, turned around and took out his card: "Swipe, swipe, swipe, swipe quickly, I have to go to the auction."

Mr. Chen was very angry and couldn't express his pain.

Luo Ke checked the accounts with Chen Yuang without knowing the current affairs: "Hello, Mr. Chen, you have spent a total of 7.69 million."

More than seven million, not even a fraction of Sheng Yan's.

Chen Yuang glared at him: "Swipe quickly!"

"Drip!"

Chen Yuang's heart was bleeding.

More than seven million.

When we go back, the old man will have to hammer himself again.

I really lost my wife and broke down!

Seeing Luo Ke packing the goods, Chen Yuang took out the car keys and said, "Let's take a walk and take it to the underground parking lot."

Hurry and escape from this place of right and wrong.

"Mr. Chen, have you forgotten something?"

Sheng Yan had a good memory and reminded him with a smile.

Chen Yuangzheng turned his back with an angry look on his face. Who knows when that kid Jiang Yinuo got hooked up with the fake daughter of the Sheng family.

That’s all.

His mother's fake daughter still has money, which is different from the rumors in the circle.

Damn, what a bad luck! Let's just say that these people in the top wealthy circles don't treat money as money. I finally saw it today.

Chen Yuang turned around angrily.

Sheng Yan crossed her arms and tapped the two hundred dollars on the ground with the tip of her shoe.

He tilted his head towards Jiang Yinuo, reminding Chen Yuang of his bet.

Chen Yuang has always been able to bend and stretch when doing things.

As long as he finds out the identity of this dead girl, he can deal with her properly, and the loss in front of him is nothing!

He bent down and picked up the two hundred dollars.

The two hundred yuan covered with milk tea was a bit sticky and extremely uncomfortable to hold in my hand.

"Mr. Chen, there is no need to give the money, just apologize." Sheng Yan said generously at the side.

Chen Yuang could only put the sticky two hundred yuan into his pocket and said to Jiang Yinuo: "I'm sorry!"