Chapter 8 His Ex
Chapter 8 His Ex
When waiting for the purchase done, Conrad scanned through the information text. The Patek Philippe
Wristwatch was equipped with automatic movement mechanism Cal.R27Q and 467 accessories. It was
also decorated with 39 gemstones, the watchcase of which was made of Rose Gold. It could also
function as a calendar, moon phase and minute repeater. The whole watch was built upon a
transparent plate with detachable bottom and sapphire glass. The radius of the watch was only 42 mm.
Besides, the watch was totally water-proof even under the depth of 30 meters. Needless to say, it was
one of the best watches in the world.
Half minute later, a delicately-wrapped appeared on the table, where the watch exactly lay.
Conrad unwrapped the box. He felt quite awesome as soon as he touched the watch. Before that, he
could only have access to those common ones. But he could tell this one made a great difference from
head to toe. He couldn't help falling in love with it immediately!
He felt seemingly being blessed as soon as he put on the watch on his wrist. No wonder every rich guy
fancied a nice watch.
After lunch, Conrad went back to his rented shack. Upon looking around, he now fancied a villa to fit
himself for his status. So he browsed on the app to check the price of that river-view villa again.
However, the villa wasn't discounted much. And Conrad still couldn't afford it as it would still cost
40,000,000 yuan. He had no choice but to take a deep breath and made up his mind to earn enough
money to afford it next week.
Soon, the night fell. Conrad drove to the gathering place for the party with his Lamborghini. He took a
look at those digital products placed at the back seat. He then put them all in a bag and walked in with
it.
As Conrad entered the private room for guests, he saw a lot of old friends coming already, and they
were just bragging with each other while boozing with beers.
"Hey, Conrad, there you are! Come over here!" Someone beckoned.
Conrad walked over and took a seat. One of his classmates noticed his luxurious suit and asked with
surprise, "Wow, Conrad! I have never expected you to be so rich! Look at your Armani suit! Damn!
What do you do recently?"
"Still unemployed." Conrad said.
"Come on, don't stay humble! I am asking you for money!" It seemed that he deemed Conrad's words
as a joke simply.
But then someone questioned, "Well, but I do remember that a real Armani suit will cost about thirty to
forty thousand. That must be taken from a flea market, right? How much it is actually? One hundred or
two?"
It was also one of Conrad's college classmates of the same major, whose name was Reed Patel, who
had always thrown sarcastic words upon others. So most of his classmates disdained him.
"No. It only cost less than ten." Though Conrad did tell the truth, everyone still deemed his words a
joke.
One of the classmates, Stron Wong, now worked as a salesman, had met a lot of rich and successful
businessmen. He could tell it was the real Armani suit. He then said to Reed, "Hey, Reed! Conrad's suit
is a certified one and this suit is worth about ten thousand!"
"Ten thousand? Holy shit! I didn't even expect you to be such a rich guy, Conrad!" All his classmates
couldn't help exclaiming. Some of them even couldn't earn ten thousand in a year.
"Just so-so!" Conrad didn't brag about himself. Now he deemed money just an unnecessary stuff.
"Hey, Conrad, if you have any wonderful idea to make money, do remember to get your classmates
involved!" Some of those classmates-on-average started to fawn on Conrad.
"No problem!" Conrad also started to think about start up his own business and he did need some
employers. For him, he knew those classmates well. So they might be a nice choice to team up.
Almost all classmates living in this city had arrived. After a while, a beauty pushed the door opened and
entered the room, who immediately attracted a lot of guys. It was exactly the ex-girlfriend of Conrad,
Helen Mills.
Helen seemed to be much more beautiful and sexier with heavy makeup and off-the-shoulder mini
dress while carrying an outdated Hermes. It seemed that she didn't have a good time recently.
"Wow, here is Helen! Hi!" Some guys started to say hi to her and spared her a seat.
Helen took a glimpse at Conrad and suddenly paused when seeing his luxurious suit. He looked quite
different from the poor boy before.
But Helen deemed his suit a fake one as she couldn't see clearly under the dim light. So she didn't All rights © NôvelDrama.Org.
show much surprise and sat among those girls.
Almost everyone fixed their eyes on her, who looked much different in campus. And some of the
gossiping types started to ask, "Hey, Helen, what do you do recently? You even have a nice Hermes
bag."
"Nothing. I just run a storefront recently to do some business." Though Helen said calmly, she still felt a
bit sad as her storefront declined a lot due to the epidemic. She was still struggling to maintain her
business with loan.
But some of the classmates still looked quite envious. Most of them worked as an employee. Thus,
they still admired those who could run their own business.
"What do you want for drink, Helen? Just get what you want." Some of the guys took the initiative to
beckon as a special bonus for the top beauty in the class.
"Why did you guys have beer only at a party? Come on, just get some wine." Helen said.
Then she said to the waiter to serve the best wine. The waiter asked to confirm the numbers. And
Helen looked around and asked for ten bottles of wine.
Since Helen had been used to squandering with her ex rich boyfriend. She still loved to spend
extravagantly and didn't consider much about the price.
But for those guys, they looked quite awkward. The bill for today would go Dutch. So the ten bottles of
wine would at least cost more than 2000 for each and 20000 in total, which meant that each of them
had to pay more than 2000. It could be such a burden for most of them.
"Well, we don't like wine. Why not just having beers? And we can have one bottle of wine for Helen.
How about that?" Stron said tactfully as the organizer of the party.