"That bag too, sixteen thousand."
"And there are two dresses, I’m not sure about the exact price, but at least three hundred thousand."
After Jiang Qingkui finished speaking in one breath, the room fell silent again.
Old Jiang opened his mouth several times but ultimately said nothing.
As for Zhao Guihua, after mentally calculating, she realized that her son had spent three to four million on Jiang Qingkui alone, not even counting his salary...
At first, she felt a bit of a heartache, but soon a thought struck her, and she couldn’t help blurting out:
"Qingkui, are you and my Zhou Wang seeing each other?"
Zhao Guihua’s interpretation was clearly unexpected by the people in the room, and when Zhou Dajun realized it, he also couldn’t help but be startled.
You know, when you hear it like this, it sounds so unusual!
This isn’t the treatment of a regular employee...
No matter how capable Jiang Qingkui was, it wasn’t possible for her to have so much money spent on her right when she started. How far has this gone already!
Jiang Jiaxing’s expression changed again, but this time his gaze was much more complicated, making Zhou Wang’s scalp tingle under his stare.
"We aren’t..."
"Uncle Zhou, Aunt Zhao, I do have a bit of a fondness for Zhou Wang."
However, as soon as Zhou Wang began to explain, Jiang Qingkui interrupted him with a faint smile, and calmly said this.
Even Zhou Wang was baffled at this point, looking toward Jiang Qingkui, unsure why she would say that...
However, Jiang Qingkui didn’t look at him, she just continued speaking to herself: "So it’s not just because of the treatment, it’s also one of the reasons I’m willing to become his secretary..."
"Ah, this..."
Zhao Guihua initially asked tentatively, not expecting Jiang Qingkui to admit her feelings for Zhou Wang so openly, which left Zhao Guihua a bit at a loss.
Excitement, joy, apprehension, and so many other emotions flashed across Zhao Guihua’s face, and her gaze upon Jiang Qingkui instantly changed.
Seeing Uncle Jiang’s stunned expression, Zhou Wang also understood why Jiang Qingkui would say such things.
No matter the reasons, making Jiang Jiaxing accept it without any issues was bound to be difficult.
His most cherished daughter’s transformation into the secretary of the "ordinary" boy next door might be hard for anyone to accept...
But by adding an element of ambiguity, Jiang Qingkui changed the situation entirely.
What touched Zhou Wang slightly was that Jiang Qingkui stated "she had a fondness for him" without mentioning Zhou Wang’s stance, essentially "self-deprecating" herself...
Most girls wouldn’t do something that "cheapens" them...
She really went all out.
But she was also very clever.
Sure enough, when Old Jiang heard Jiang Qingkui say that, plus with the astonishing treatment, he couldn’t find any words to refute.
Yet perhaps the uncontrollable corners of Old Zhou’s mouth made him feel a bit awkward, so he snorted coldly and suddenly got up to go to the balcony.
"No, I need to call your mother again, have her hurry back... Our daughter is about to be whisked away, and she’s still out playing!"
Jiang Qingkui helplessly smiled at Zhou Wang and signaled before getting up to follow him.
"Dad..."
The balcony door closed, cutting off the father-daughter conversation, and at this point Zhou Wang smiled and looked at his parents.
"Dad, Mom, I brought back a lot of things for you this time, but mostly Qingkui chose them; I’ll briefly tell you about them..."
As he spoke, Zhou Wang began to unpack the gifts scattered on the floor.
Originally, if there wasn’t the Mercedes G-Wagon situation, just these gifts filling half the living room would have shocked the old couple for quite a while.
But now, with everything leading up to it, these expensive gifts were easier for them to accept.
Although they couldn’t help being startled from time to time.
The whole box of zodiac Maotai, and a big box of Da Chong Jiu cigarettes could be taken into account, but there were more unimaginable items...
"Son, how much did you say this bracelet was?"
Zhao Guihua was lovingly trying it on, and upon hearing the price, her face changed.
"Twelve thousand eight hundred, look, the receipt is right in the box too."
Zhou Wang repeated with a hint of teasing, "Mom, you’re not allowed to sneak it off and sell it, we have money now, no need for that..."
"You brat, do you really think your mom’s that petty?"
Zhao Guihua blushed slightly, unable to resist laughing and scolding.
The jade bracelet from Zhou Dafu was a special gift for his mom, as for Zhou Wang’s dad, Jiang Qingkui, after some effort based on Zhou Wang’s ideas, found some ancient coins in excellent condition: "Qianlong Tongbao," each costing about forty thousand.
Coin collecting was one of Zhou Dajun’s few hobbies, and these coins Zhou Wang brought back quickly became prized possessions in his display.
There were also many miscellaneous regular gifts.
Like six-pack Moo Moo Milk at 188 yuan, Russian cherries number eight, averaging ten yuan each for a box with only twenty pieces per pound, and one thousand yuan ECHIRE imported cookies containing less than fifteen pieces...
Since Zhou Wang’s mother loved sweets, he spent several thousand just on snacks and drinks.
Besides tobacco, alcohol, and food, Zhou Wang didn’t buy many household items, and in terms of clothing, he only got his mom a Hermes scarf.
Jiang Qingkui had initially suggested getting a robotic vacuum cleaner or something, but Zhou Wang vetoed it because he had a more fitting plan for that...
After going through all the dazzling gifts, Zhao Guihua couldn’t help but worry and asked:
"Son, how much did all these cost, really, we don’t need such nice things, your thoughtfulness is enough..."
"Dad, Mom, this is just the start!"
Zhou Wang chuckled, "You didn’t think these gifts were everything, did you?"
Beside him, Zhou Dajun, who’d been examining the coins, put down his magnifying glass upon hearing this, looking over in surprise.
Did their son mean he had prepared even more for them?