Gao Wenhao pursed his lips. What was this guy trying to do? Set him up? His finances were tightly controlled by his mother; he didn't have that kind of money to throw around.
"I'm just here to look, not necessarily to buy," Gao Wenhao replied.
Zhou Yi, seeing his reaction, knew Gao Wenhao didn't have the funds. After all, he was just a student. Even if his family was wealthy, they wouldn't casually hand him millions to spend. Plus, Chu Han had once complained to him that Gao Wenhao needed his mother's approval for any expense over 5,000. There was no way he could come up with a million.
"Looks like the Gao family isn't as powerful as I thought. Even an orphan like me can outdo you," Zhou Yi taunted.
Gao Wenhao, impulsive and quick to anger, couldn't stand being provoked like this. Especially with a girl by his side and so many people watching the live stream, he couldn't back down.
"You! Fine, I'll buy! But you go first. If you buy, I'll buy," Gao Wenhao retorted, certain that Zhou Yi didn't have the money. If Zhou Yi ended up embarrassed, he wouldn't have to follow through.
Zhou Yi nodded without hesitation, pulling out his card and handing it to the salesperson. "I'll take the one we discussed earlier. Just run the card."
The saleswoman was momentarily stunned before her face lit up with joy. "Of course, sir! I'll prepare the purchase contract right away."
Zhou Yi smiled faintly. "Thank you."
[He's so handsome! This is the first time I've seen Zhou Yi smile.]
[Is he really buying?]
[How much is the house? Is it expensive?]
[Is the streamer about to get owned?]
[Zijing Bay? That's at least over a million.]
[Where did he get the money?]
...
Gao Wenhao panicked for a moment when he saw Zhou Yi actually pull out his card. He quickly resumed his mocking tone: "Is that even your card? Or did you borrow money? Or maybe you're relying on some sugar mama? After all, your face is quite popular with women."
Zhou Yi sat on the sofa, sipping his tea, refusing to engage.
Gao Wenhao snorted. "Stop pretending. You'll be embarrassed when the card gets declined."
Soon, the saleswoman returned with the contract and the POS machine. "Mr. Zhou, please review the contract. Let me know if you have any questions."
"Thank you," Zhou Yi replied, carefully going over the contract before signing his name.
"Sir, please enter your card's PIN."
"Alright."
Zhou Yi tapped a few keys on the POS machine, and the white receipt slowly printed out. The invoice clearly showed a transaction amount of $1,830,000.
[One… ten… hundred… thousand… hundred thousand… million… Dad!]
[How much?! 1.83 million??]
[Mind blown. I've never seen that much money in my life.]
[A house for over a million isn't bad?]
[Bro, he bought a one - bedroom, probably less than 50 square meters.]
[I'm speechless. He's got the funds.]
[I'm reporting you, bro. You did nothing wrong. It's all my disgusting jealousy and fragile ego. The moment I saw that transaction amount, I completely broke down. I'm sweating, shivering, my depression flared up, life lost all color. I'm like a Saiyan with its tail grabbed, a Devil Fruit user with Seastone, a Jinchūriki without its Tailed Beast, an Ultraman without light, utterly devoid of hope.]
[So, streamer, when are you buying?]