King's Back
Chapter 59 Can You Afford It

The next morning, Jackson left the files in the living room.

When Dolcie came down, she saw a thick stack of materials that hadbeen translated, which refreshed her understanding of Jackson again."Did you translate it all in one night? Are you a human being?"

He had done it many times better than professional translators. Howdid he do that?

Jackson was a little proud when hearing his wife's compliment, but thelatter part of the sentence sounded like swearing him.

"I'll take it as a compliment.”

Dolcie picked it up and looked at it. The translation was accurate andthere was no sign of a sloppy translation.

She looked at Jackson in a softer way.

"You don't have to go to work today. I'll give you a day off and you canrest at home."

"Oh yes, I almost forgot that since you promised to go to a yacht partyon the Queen Anna, you should also change your clothes, and don't bedespised by Aiden again.”

Dolcie pulled out a bank card and said, "Here are two hundredthousand. Go and buy a nice suit."

Jackson nodded and dropped Dolcie off to work after breakfast, then togo shopping.

In fact, Jackson sent the information to the Dragon Palace aftertranslating for a while last night, asking them to send the stuff backtomorrow morning.

As for Jackson, he was already in bed having a sound sleep.

Soon Jackson arrived at the shopping mall. He first came to upstairswhere men’s clothes were in.

Jackson was an expert at knowing the taste and brands of the brands.Versace, Prada, Dolce & Gabbana, Armani...

Jackson didn't like Armani very much, though, as many new richgenerally liked Armani, which lowered its high taste.

He chose a Versace store.

Versace was an Italian luxury brand. Jackson liked the symbolic shape ofMedusa. The design concept involved ancient Greece culture, Egyptianculture, Indian culture and other mysterious cultures.

After entering, the exclusive shop area was about 500 square meters,with high-end and luxurious decoration style.

In addition to men’s wear, there were other men's accessories such asbelts, perfumes and so on.

But the price was so expensive! It would cost 10,000 yuan for a calfleather belt.

In the store, apart from four or five waiters, only one middle-aged manwas picking out clothes.

Jackson walked over to the suits section and had a look.

The salespersons in the shop were also very young, who were at theirtwenties, wearing their own brand of clothes, looking nothing like thesalespersons, but the young men and women of high society.

These salespersons served for high-end people, so they had high taste.It was the first time they had seen a man like Jackson, with his outfitsadding up for no more than 500 yuan, to come to Versace.

"Sir, our garments must not be touched.”

A fair-skinned saleswoman with high-heel came by, looking slightlydisdainful at him.

If Jackson hadn't been so sunny and handsome, she would have gonemuch further.

"How can I try on clothes if I can't even touch them? How can I buyclothes if I don't try on clothes?”

Jackson wasn't angry. He had been through a lot.

"Sir, if you want to buy it, of course you can try it, but the brand isVersace. Have you ever worn Versace before? This is for high-endpeople.”

At this time, a salesman beside them looked at them with mockery. Thesalespersons who could work here all gone through layers of selection,and the salary was very high, so even if they were just salespersons,they had a very high vision.

For a young man like Jackson who dressed so low, they naturally didn'tlook up at him.

Jackson ignored them. He walked around the men's section for a while,and then looked at accessories and the like. He beckoned a salespersonover.

The girl was pretty, and her attitude wasn't that bad.

The salesperson had just graduated from college and had been on thejob for less than half a month. She was a new girl with poorperformance and had not sold a single piece of clothing so far.

When she saw that Jackson beckoned her, even if Jackson couldn'tafford it, she would give him a talk, just took it as increasing herexperience.

"What can I do for you, Sir?"

"These two suits, and these two belts, plus the shirt here and the leathershoes there, I'll try them all.”

Jackson didn't pull out the card Dolcie gave him because he knew hecouldn't afford to buy so many Versace with that card.

He took out a bank VIP diamond card.

The girl immediately looked shocked when she saw the card.

She had seen this kind of card before. It was the bank's highest-levelVIP card. People who could have this kind of card were distinguishedand they had at least several billion.

But Jackson's dresses were poor.

It was hard to see that the young man in a low-key suit was a real richman.

The salespersons were baffled that Jackson would pull out such a high-class card.

"Well, it is not a big deal. He was just a new rich. He can most buy a suitof clothes to pretend to be rich. That's all."

The girl followed Jackson, and when Jackson pointed to one, sheremembered the style and size and went to the warehouse to replace theright size.

Jackson took the accessories to the fitting room and walked out a fewminutes later with a fresh look.

All of a sudden, all the salespersons in the store were surprised

"Wow, he's so handsome. He's dressed like a model!"

One of the salespersons kept staring at Jackson with excitement in hereyes.

And not only was he handsome, Versace's clothes brought Jackson'spersonality into full play.

He looked like the nobility born in a noble and well-educated family,and instantly, he had drawn a gap between the salespersons and hehimself.

Although the suit seemed stylish to the salesperson, Jackson looked athimself in the mirror and shook his head.

The suit barely qualified, not enough to surprise him, so he tookanother suit and entered the changing room again.

"Well, he is pretending. Maybe that card is fake.”

"Yes, he can only deceive some naive girls. These clothes, accessories,belts and leather shoes add up to one million yuan. I don't believe thiskid can afford them.”

The salesman looked gloomily, especially when he saw Jackson, whowas about his age and looked like a poor guy but pretended to be abig man, being admired by other saleswomen.

The salespersons didn't say anything, even if he can't afford it, butJackson looked very handsome in a suit, and it had nothing to do withmoney.

Soon, Jackson was back out in front of the crowd again.

"Wow, that's cool!"

"How handsome he is!"000