Chapter 65: Royal Oak
From Tianfu New Area, the three of them drove straight into Chengdu's city center, Jinjiang District.
The car was a BMW 5 Series Bei Jiajia's dad had bought for her birthday. Zhang Yang sat in the back seat. On his left was Bei Jiajia's cartoon pillow and several luxury shopping bags that hadn't been put away yet.
He glanced at them: Gucci, Dior-everything you could imagine.
Being born into a family earning millions annually, and as an only child, luxury goods were nothing unusual.
"Bei Wei, we'll go check out Chunxi Road later, right? Last time we went together was probably during Lunar New Year. Hard to believe it's been over half a year," Bei Jiajia said, chatting as she drove.
After some time, laughing and joking, Bei Jiajia suddenly turned, smiling brightly as she pointed outside. "Zhang Handsome, we've arrived at Chunxi Road."
Zhang Yang looked out the window. Crowds flowed like rivers, skyscrapers towered, and a lively energy hit him.
Far off, an LED screen displayed four large characters: "This is Chengdu."
"So this is Chunxi Road," Zhang Yang said, stepping out and soaking in the bustling atmosphere.
As one of China's popular cities, Chengdu was full of attractive people. Everywhere he looked, fair-skinned girls in stylish clothes, tall handsome guys-it was overwhelming.
Luckily, Zhang Yang, standing 1.8 meters tall with perfect proportions, a strong physique, thin lips, a straight nose, and sharp features, could still hold his own. Even in Chunxi Road's sea of beauty, he was the type you might spot only once in hundreds of meters.
"Let's go, let's explore," Bei Wei said, fully letting herself enjoy her hometown's spring energy.
Bei Jiajia followed behind, smiling at the couple ahead.
The three strolled through Chunxi Road, snapping photos at popular spots, fully embracing the district's vibrancy.
From Chunxi Road to IFS International Finance Center… Zhang Yang looked up at the panda on top of the building, wondering how to reach it.
"There! Up there! Up there!" Bei Wei grabbed his hand excitedly, taking the elevator beside them up to the seventh floor, then another elevator straight to the top.
Ah, so that's where the panda's head was.
They waited in line to take a photo with the panda, not in a hurry. Eventually, Bei Jiajia helped snap one for them.
Holding her phone, Bei Jiajia paused mid-shot.
In the photo, Zhang Yang looked tall and handsome, Bei Wei hugged her boyfriend's arm, radiating happiness. The picture needed no editing; posting it on social media would instantly gather likes.
"Ridiculously handsome," Bei Jiajia murmured.
"All done? Let me see," Bei Wei eagerly asked.
Zhang Yang casually scrolled on his phone, slightly surprised-Bei Wei had already posted their photo to her Moments.
Official announcement, indeed.
Their mutual friends, mostly former colleagues, immediately flooded it with likes and comments. Bei Wei's other contacts, family, and classmates would see it too.
"Will there be people silently liking with trembling fingers, hearts bleeding?" Zhang Yang thought. Not mocking-he just remembered what it was like to be ordinary, and moments like this made him grateful for his second chance.
"Zhang Yang, I'm going to take my bag to the [A high-end open-air shopping complex in China known for luxury brands, designer stores, and upscale retail experiences.] store for maintenance. Do you want to come?" Bei Jiajia asked.
"Since we're here, sure." Zhang Yang nodded.
He remembered he had a cashback limit of five million yuan-meaning he could spend up to 2.5 million.
Taikoo Li was packed with luxury brands: Bvlgari, Cartier, Dior, Fendi, Balenciaga, Hermès, Zegna… but 2.5 million wouldn't make a dent. Might as well spend it all here.
IFS International Finance Center and Taikoo Li were just across the street. After finishing their photos, they crossed over.
Taikoo Li bordered [A street in central Chengdu near the historic Daci Temple and Taikoo Li area.] to the north, [A street in Chengdu located near the Taikoo Li and Chunxi Road commercial district.] to the west, and [A major road in Chengdu forming part of the central urban area.] to the south, neighboring the historic [An ancient Buddhist temple in Chengdu with a long history and cultural significance.] and the bustling [A famous commercial shopping street in Chengdu known for retail, dining, and nightlife.] commercial area, covering over 120,000 square meters (~1.29 million sq ft).
On the [A major river in Sichuan Province, flowing through cities like Chengdu and Leshan.], the group stood on the boat, gradually facing the towering seventy-one-meter (~233 ft) statue.
Zhang Yang strolled through, feeling the collision of tradition and modernity.
Bei Jiajia, carrying her bag, walked straight into the Louis Vuitton store, greeted warmly by staff.
"Ms. Bei, this way, please."
"Ms. Bei, would you like to see our new summer skirts?"
It was clear Bei Jiajia was a regular; the staff knew her and attended to her fully.
Zhang Yang could spend over two million, so he seized every opportunity. But he didn't buy blindly.
For example, Louis Vuitton's clothes and bags-he could easily swipe for anything, but it would be pointless if they didn't suit Bei Wei.
"There's this skirt-it'll look perfect on you," Zhang Yang said, spotting a summer piece at first glance.
"No need," Bei Wei whispered, holding his arm.
"Just try it, see how it feels," Zhang Yang encouraged. Bei Wei hesitated but tried it on.
Moments later, she stepped out in a little Chanel-inspired summer dress, radiating fresh sweetness-the very image of a summer sweetheart.
"Beautiful."
"Fits perfectly."
Store staff paused, genuinely praising her; it would have been a shame for her not to wear it.
Bei Wei twirled slightly in front of the mirror, her eyes already shining with delight.
"This one, and…" Zhang Yang started, but Bei Wei gently tugged him.
"That's enough. It's thirty thousand," she said softly.
To her, thirty thousand for one dress was almost unimaginable.
"Alright… then just this one," Zhang Yang said, slightly troubled. If Bei Wei didn't cooperate, how could he finish spending his budget?
Nearby, Bei Jiajia had finished with her bag and browsed new arrivals, noticing the staff preparing Zhang Yang's invoice.
"She's got a handsome boyfriend who's generous too!" she whispered, unsurprised. Running a franchise in Shanghai meant he clearly had some financial strength.
After leaving Louis Vuitton-only thirty thousand spent-Zhang Yang felt progress was slow.
Not far ahead, an Audemars Piguet store caught his eye.
Everyone who knew watches knew Audemars Piguet-top-tier luxury, on par with Patek Philippe. The Royal Oak series was practically a male icon.
"Maybe I should swap mine?" Zhang Yang looked at his wristwatch, a Vacheron Constantin.
A 700,000-yuan Vacheron Constantin was excellent, but Audemars Piguet Royal Oak watches, priced in the millions, were on a different level. With cashback guaranteed, he had no hesitation.
Zhang Yang walked straight into the Audemars Piguet store.
"Looking at watches?" Bei Jiajia smiled knowingly from behind, understanding a man's love for fine watches. "Bei Wei, go check with your boyfriend. I'll look at the new arrivals and meet you later."
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