Shibuya.

Although it doesn't compare to the sky-high prices of Ginza, you can still see all sorts of international brands on the shopping streets.

After repeatedly gazing at the exquisite handbags and high-end clothing displayed in the windows, Pan Yang hesitated to speak.

The woman shopping with him, Tong Dan, scrutinized them too but kept walking, as if just getting a visual fix.

Isn't it said that luxury goods make women turn into children who can't move?

It seems not entirely correct.

"Miss Tong, why don't we go inside and take a look?"

Pan Yang finally couldn't resist.

He clearly doesn't enjoy shopping or often go shopping.

He can't possibly be accustomed to just browsing without buying.

"Look at what?"

Tong Dan asked naively, then pointed to the nearby store to remind him:

"This is Chanel."

Pan Yang certainly recognized Chanel; although he had been "downsized," he was once an elite in a Fortune 500 company, so of course he knows the spending standards of Chanel.

"Miss Tong, I want... to thank you."

Tong Dan's eyes slightly widened, then she responded with interest, mimicking his tone, "Thank me... for what?"

Pan Yang couldn't help but chuckle, then spoke bravely, "Thank you for helping me truly understand Xu Jing."

Tong Dan chuckled and passed by the Chanel store, continuing forward, "Didn't you already thank me in the hospital?"

Pan Yang clearly isn't one for empty words; verbal thanks hold little weight. He followed next to Tong Dan, insisting, "Without you, Miss Tong, my colleagues and I might still be in the dark."

"Back then, I might have accepted, but now you've been laid off."

Direct and to the point, Tong Dan's heart was kind, unwilling to let him spend money. But couldn't she speak a bit more tactfully?

A prideful man might struggle to endure such pragmatic remarks from Tong Dan, but perhaps due to Pan Yang's personality or his partial understanding of Tong Dan's character from their interactions, he wasn't embarrassed. Instead, he pragmatically replied, "I've been laid off, but I have savings."

Both were quite funny.

Tong Dan smiled brightly, "Then tell me, how many digits are your savings? So I can see what kind of thank you gift is appropriate."

Pan Yang looked embarrassed, actually contemplating whether or not to reveal his financial situation.

Too honest, right?

But jokingly, Tong Dan worried he might really say it, quickly interjecting, "I appreciate the sentiment, but no need for gifts. For someone like me, buying luxury items is less worthwhile than buying imitations."

Pan Yang was caught off guard.

Buying imitations?

What kind of girl would openly say such things?

"Luxury items are for truly wealthy people, not for those who save and scrimp. Plus, the quality isn't good; from my experience, they're less reliable than imitations. The price of one authentic item could buy over ten imitations."

Watching Tong Dan speak eloquently, Pan Yang was speechless.

That indeed makes sense.

Luxury items really aren't made for ordinary people.

But does she really not maintain any pretense of elegance?

"... Miss Tong, with the yen exchange rate plummeting now, shopping... is quite cheap too."

Tong Dan clearly understood the widely known news, as if an occupational habit struck, she quickly said, "Being a middleman, it's indeed very profitable; but for personal buys..."

She shook her head.

That's true.

Affected by the exchange rate.

Even if Japanese goods, including luxury items, drop in price, it's only by thirty or forty percent.

In terms of cost-performance ratio, it still can't beat imitations.

Miss Tong is truly worldly wise or, rather, a savvy calculator, quite the natural business talent.

Under Tong Dan's "reasonable and logical" reasoning, Pan Yang was left speechless.

"Bee-boo ~ bee-boo ~ bee-boo ~"

On the road.

An ambulance rushed past.

This was the second one seen today.

"How's your company's situation?"

Watching the ambulance drive away, Tong Dan casually asked.

"It's not my company anymore." Pan Yang replied with a bitter smile.

"Sorry."

Pan Yang shook his head, indicating it's fine, "The Japanese stock market is plummeting; no one is safe from it. Dongyue Chemical's situation is severe too, with its market value down by 20% now."

"It's truly karma; they've done so many disreputable things, they'd best go bankrupt."

Tong Dan was frank and bold.

Clearly, Pan Yang had been deeply hurt by Dongyue Chemical and Xu Jing's combined blows, which left him seeing things more objectively from a spectator's viewpoint, "Even if the market value drops significantly, a technology-industrial company like Dongyue Chemical can't just go bankrupt."

Tong Dan naturally wasn't interested in business or economics.

Suddenly.

After the ambulance passed.

A police car sped down the road and stopped not far ahead.

"Let's check it out."

Seeing something lively happening, Tong Dan couldn't help but quicken her pace.

The incident happened in front of a Louis Vuitton store.

The scene was quite intense.

The glass doors were shattered.

The police couldn't completely control the situation, shoving back and forth with the unruly crowd, quite a chaotic scene.

As a seasoned rubbernecker, to avoid collateral damage, Tong Dan led Pan Yang a bit further away.

Conflict between the crowd and the police.

No need to say.

It's certainly the police's fault.

And you can see, among the excited riotous crowd, there's more than one race, Caucasians, Asians, even some Blacks...

Not just identifiable by appearance and skin color; while shoving the police, they are cursing in their native languages.

Still typical of them, a young Black man seized the chaotic moment, grabbed a brick from somewhere, and smashed it against the LV store.

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