Chapter 480 - 291: Left Foot on Right Foot, Ascending to Heaven

Chapter 480: Chapter 291: Left Foot on Right Foot, Ascending to Heaven

The shopping area of Dubai International Airport was a sea of opulence.

This world-famous city in the middle of the desert was a miracle in itself, proving that... money really can buy you anything.

"A cloth on your head, and you’re the richest in the world!"

As Lin Chu strolled past a row of international luxury brand stores, he felt a quiet urge to indulge. In a place like this, the ultra-rich were everywhere.

And they were unapologetically, brazenly wealthy!

While looking up travel guides online yesterday, he’d come across a rather amusing story shared by a young woman.

She’d been standing outside a luxury store, staring enviously at a handbag in the window that she couldn’t afford.

A Prince in a white robe passed by and, in a gesture of goodwill, bought it for her right then and there.

The rest of the story... well, there was no rest of the story.

But it just goes to show.

Money!

The very air smelled of money!

’A place like this is absolutely perfect for money farming.’

’Still, I don’t have a specific plan yet,’ Lin Chu thought. ’I’ll get familiar with the place first, scout it out, and then decide.’

"Wow, these carpets are so beautiful..."

Yang Huixian exclaimed in delight outside a shop specializing in Persian Carpets and walked right in.

Lin Chu and Lu Ming, following behind, exchanged a smile and went in after her.

Shopping is a woman’s natural instinct.

Other big brands, no matter how famous, could be bought anywhere in the world as long as they were mass-produced; the only difference was the price.

A Persian Carpet, however, was a local specialty.

They were bona fide luxury goods and had been since ancient times, when merchants from the Middle East traveled thousands of miles along the silk Road to transport the handmade carpets to distant lands.

"Pick whichever one you like. I’ll buy it for you."

Lin Chu said to Lu Ming with a casual smile.

’Time for some rebates,’ he thought. ’Start small, just a little warm-up.’

’Every little bit counts.’

Yang Huixian, who was busy browsing, glanced over her shoulder when she heard this. Surprise flickered in her eyes for a split second, followed by a feeling of helpless amusement.

’Wait, he wasn’t talking to me?’

’He was talking to Lu Ming?’

’Uh.’

It’s not that her mind went anywhere else. That was just Lin Chu’s personality, and she was already used to it. He always treated his male friends far better than he treated women.

Following traditional logic, a man with a personality like that would be considered a spendthrift.

He’d be surrounded by a pack of freeloading friends.

But for the head of a conglomerate, a boss worth tens of billions, it was perfectly normal. It even projected a certain quality one might call leadership.

Spread the wealth, and the people will gather.

And when the people gather, the money will naturally follow.

Yang Huixian smiled to herself without a word and went back to browsing.

Lu Ming glanced at Lin Chu, suddenly looking at a loss for words.

’It was standard practice for Brother Chu to give him things, so that wasn’t a big deal.’

’But to do it right in front of Yang Huixian, giving gifts to him instead of her, made him feel a subtle twinge of embarrassment.’

’It was as if...’

’...the toyboy had triumphed over the girlfriend.’

He felt proud, awkward, and bashful all at once.

He met Lin Chu’s eyes and jutted his chin toward Yang Huixian, as if to say, *Seriously? This is how you’re going to play it?*

Lin Chu couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

"Yours is yours, and hers is hers."

"Women are for procreation. Bros are true love."

At this teasing tone, Lu Ming... was left speechless.

’Bro, I’m begging you, stop being so dramatic!’

These carpets were all incredibly expensive; even a small one, the size of a doormat, had a five-figure price tag.

But the quality was truly impeccable—they felt wonderful to the touch, and the patterns were exquisite.

The Persian Carpet is a staple for old money across the globe.

This was especially true for the wealthy of Europe, including its royal families.

Yang Huixian recalled a news story she’d seen: a few years ago, a giant Persian Carpet had been sold at auction for the astronomical price of 38 million US Dollars.

’If my Xiangyun Sha could sell for that price, I’d wake up laughing in my sleep!’

’It really all comes down to marketing.’

After browsing the shop for a bit, Lin Chu personally selected the most expensive one: a 150,000 USD carpet, large enough to cover an entire living room.

The moment he gave it to Lu Ming, he received a double rebate: three hundred thousand USD, deposited instantly into his account.

Tsk.

’Nice.’

’It’s been a while since I’ve felt this happy over such a "small" amount of money.’

He was used to farming hundreds of millions at a time, but switching currencies was like moving to a new racetrack. The joy was back.

...

Over the next while, Yang Huixian could only watch, dumbfounded, as Lin Chu bought all sorts of things for Lu Ming in the airport shopping area, right in front of her.

A Patek Philippe watch.

A Burberry trench coat.

A custom-edition Gold iPhone.

A Louis Vuitton men’s bag.

Balenciaga shoes.

Ray-Ban sunglasses and a Dupont lighter.

Her feelings went from helpless amusement, to understanding, to finding it funny, to being speechless, to shocked, and finally... to just plain numb.

’Hey!’

’What are you two doing?!’

’I’m not dead yet!’

’What is going on?’

’Are you two flaunting your love right in front of me?’

At this point, she simply couldn’t comprehend Lin Chu’s train of thought. Buying one or two items would have been one thing, but he was buying so much, a complete and total wardrobe refresh...

’You wouldn’t even buy this much when shopping with your girlfriend, would you?’

’No... forget girlfriends, you wouldn’t even buy this much for a girl you were trying to impress, right?’

"So... does that make me the third wheel?"

Yang Huixian couldn’t resist the helpless retort, a witty, humorous release for her pent-up feelings.

Hearing this, Lin Chu lost it again, letting out a snort of laughter.

He truly felt the satisfaction of a successful prank.