My Online Cloud Girlfriend

(Translated and Edited By: Nakahara)

Chen Yan didn’t know if it was because of the positioning of the store where Montblanc was located, or that it was relatively late since there weren’t many customers.

Furthermore, the pen product is naturally inferior in comparison to bags and apparel, hence there aren't many Montblanc consumers in China.

This automatically minimizes Chen Yan's gift value exposure risk.

In addition to its lack of reputation, Montblanc’s design is also very low-key. It's different from other luxury brands, who just paint their logos on their clothes.

Montblanc's logo consists of a single white six-pointed star. Moreover, it is typically put on the pen cap, giving the impression that it is a decorative design rather than a logo.

The signature with the brand name is hidden in the pen tip, so people can't find it if they don't look at it carefully.

It is so discreet that unless you are highly familiar with this brand, it is difficult to discern the product.

This is the perfect item for Chen Yanyun to raise Yu Qiaoqiao’s favorability points!

When he entered the Montblanc store, he noticed three female staff strolling about.

Two of them were older, had a lot of makeup, and were talking softly.

When they spotted Chen Yan approaching, they just raised their eyes and gazed at him, then looked around at him, and then proceeded to chat as if nothing had happened.

Having been selling at Montblanc for so many years, they have already exercised their vision to identify potential buyers.

People like Chen Yan who are young and not very high-end, come to this kind of luxury store to see or take photos.

If only the two of them are watching the shop, perhaps they should come and greet him for the sake of the brand's image.

However, since there was a new girl, then, simply don't bother.

Besides the two of them, there is indeed a young girl in the shop.

When she saw Chen Yan walk in and saw that her two seniors hadn't moved, she immediately tidied up her clothes and nervously welcomed him.

"Hello, sir. Do you need anything?"

Chen Yan stopped glancing around and looked in front of him, seeing such a young salesman.

‘She must be a newcomer, and hadn’t received any customers at all since she started working. Otherwise, her body wouldn't be so stiff, and the smile on her face would not break, resulting in making your face hurt.

Chen Yan took out his notepad, looked at it, and then remarked, "I want the Heritage 1918 series of pens."

The young salesperson was caught aback when Chen Yan correctly quoted the name of their own brand's pen series.

She looked around for a while, and then quickly reached out and gestured, "Okay, sir. Please follow me here."

The two older salesmen took a look, shrugged their shoulders and didn’t care while continuing to chat.

The young salesman led Chen Yan to a counter.

After Chen Yan sat down, she returned to the counter, opened the counter, and carefully took out a few pens from a book, and then said to Chen Yan, "Sir, this is our Heritage1918 pen."

She recalled everything she had learned during the employee introduction training and then proceeded to introduce the product.

“Our series is one of the most popular pen series in recent years, paying tribute to the classic Simply Safety Filler."

"This pen uses a retractable nib. So to write with this pen, you first need to open the pen cover, and then turn out the nib..."

While speaking, the young saleswoman delicately opened the pen lid to exhibit Chen Yan, the pen's classic design.

However, as soon as she moved, Chen Yan interrupted her abruptly, "How much is this?"

The saleswoman was stunned for a moment, stopped what they were doing, and then said, "Sir, this pen is priced at 9,999 yuan." ($1,569)

"But don't think it is expensive, it is expensive for a reason, its nib is made of gold..."

"Yeah, I understand." Chen Yan interrupted her again, "Bring me six."

"Huh?" The young saleswoman was shocked.

Chen Yan looked at her and repeated, "Bring me six."

The young salesperson gulped hard, her head a bit blank.

She has been modestly questioning about and learning from her predecessors since she joined the firm yesterday, so she is also aware that Montblanc has not sold much due to its poor domestic promotion and brand recognition.

Even though this shop was formed, it was also developed by the group to better understand the domestic market and to help people appreciate the Montblanc brand. They had no intention of selling genuine items.

According to her predecessors, the current shop location is not bad as it can sell 20 pens a month. And it's still relatively low-end, in the range of two or three thousand yuan.

However, it turned out that now she’ll sell 6 pens at once!

Moreover, it's a top series pen!

This... Am I dreaming?

The young woman shook her head and asked in disbelief, "Sir, are you sure you want six? Don't you want to know more about it?"

Chen Yan shook his head, "No. Just the price."

Chen Yan just wanted the total price to be 60,000 yuan. (T/L: 6 times 9,999= 60,000)

But, the young saleswomen was stunned.

She looked at Chen Yan once more, and her heart began to beat violently, thinking that she might have run into a rich man who was not worried about spending money.

So... maybe this order can really be checked through her!

Thinking of this, the young saleswomen looked at Chen Yan and became eager.

He looked at the young saleswomen who was gradually dozing off, and tapped the counter a little impatiently.

The young saleswomen awakened, her face was pink, and she quickly apologized, "Excuse me, sir. Please come into the VIP room, and I will bill you."

While talking, the young saleswomen hurriedly walked out of the counter and led Chen Yan into the VIP room.

In the VIP room, there are prepared receipts and POS machines.

After Chen Yan sat down, the young saleswomen turned around and brought the receipt and POS machine, and returned to Chen Yan.

She filled out the receipt seriously, then handed it to Chen Yan and said, "Sir, please sign."

Chen Yan took a look at the receipt, and then signed his name.

The saleswoman grabbed it and stored it into the files, afterwards picking up the POS machine, she asked Chen Yan, "Sir, how would you like to pay?"

"Cash."

While replying, Chen Yan put the backpack that had been slung across the table on the table, opened it, and took out six stacks of hundred yuan bills from it, stacking them on the table.

The saleswoman was stunned.

Do rich people play like this?

Bringing tens of thousands of cash to simply buy a pen?

Chen Yan pushed the money towards her and said, "You count it."

The young salesman swallowed, looking at the amount of cash and blinked her beautiful eyes.

This...

...

Five minutes later, Chen Yan left the VIP room with 6 pens in his pocket and carrying his bag.

Only the young saleswomen was left in the shop, staring in a daze in front of six stacks of hundred-dollar bills with a currency detector, and six beautifully packed pen gift boxes.

Chen Yan left the VIP room, where the two veteran salespersons were still chatting.

Seeing Chen Yan come out empty-handed, the two salesmen's eyes flashed with disdain.

The two lip-synched, and silently exchanged their "negative" views of Chen Yan. Then, the conversation continued.

After chatting for a while, one of the saleswomen suddenly reacted, and she asked, "By the way, what happened to Xiaochu?"

Xiaochu was the name of the young saleswomen that attended Chen Yan.