"It is no exaggeration to say that if the young master had not been in the military and had fully devoted himself to running the business, he would probably have grown the business to the size I am now in about ten years. So, that 300,000 is really nothing." Alvin made a rough estimate.

Bailey was still excitedly thinking yesterday that he had a good way to earn money and that he would be able to spend several thousand dollars a night at competitions. Now that she heard Alvin say it, she realized that her ability to make money was much weaker than that of Henry, the prodigy.

They are not in the same league at all.

"Let's be clear-cut. I'm not involved in the matter between you and Henry. You paid me three hundred thousand, and I should pay you back." Bailey felt that it was Henry's ability to make a profit of several billion a year, not her.

Life is still about taking it one step at a time. I'll set a small achievable goal first, like earning it a hundred million.

Alvin drove the car to a commercial district. Bailey got out of the car and saw Henry sitting lazily on a square bench, wearing a lake blue T-shirt on top and a pair of white khaki pants on the bottom, looking at the pigeons flying in the sky.

A very handsome man, a very clean and refreshing outfit, put together to be very pleasing to the eye. Girls coming and going turned their heads involuntarily, hoping to keep their eyes on the handsome guy for a little longer.

"Old..." Seeing Bailey, Henry shouted.

Bailey knew he was making a mistake again. In the past, when Henry was a bit sly on the phone, that was fine, but she couldn't hit someone over the phone. But now that they were facing each other, if she didn't give this guy a lesson, he would be even more defiant. So Bailey shook his clenched fist right in front of Henry's nose and gritted his teeth and asked, "What do you want to say?"

Henry was stunned, his eyes full of terror as he looked at the big fist swinging in front of him. "Why are you so fierce? You're going to scare me to death. I didn't mean to say anything, I wanted to sing."

"No cuteness, change the topic." Bailey won't fall for him. "If you don't explain it clearly, I won't scare the baby to death. I'll kill the baby."

Henry gave her a shuddering look and then sang in a weak voice, "A tiger and a mouse can't tell the difference, a face full of dirt and a failed captive..." At first Henry's voice was weak and low, but later he couldn't hide his pride, his mouth twitched and he giggled.

Bailey's face grew darker and darker as he listened. This demon, he was deliberately making her angry. But I couldn't find any fault with him, which was really maddening.

"Well, I won't play with you anymore. What if you fly into a rage and punch me out of my face? From then on, there will be one less dreamlike man in the world."Henry stood up, boastful as he pulled Bailey into the shop.

It was only then that Bailey realized that Henry had come to him for something serious. It turned out that he was just looking for someone to go shopping with.

Henry, of course, had no worries about food and clothing and lived a comfortable life. How could he understand her, a poor commoner, who was constantly struggling to survive? She had to sleep during the day so that she could have the energy to fight at night.

The store is also very large, with many of the world's top brand women's clothing stores gathered here, in various styles and colors. But Bailey wasn't particularly interested in it. Instead, Henry was very interested in dragging her from store to store, picking out a few pieces of clothing and commenting on them.

Just twenty minutes later, Bailey was getting impatient and reminded Henry that the Discipline inspection committee could check at any time.

"Then let's hurry up." Henry came to his senses and stopped. "What do you think of the clothes you just saw?"

"It's okay."

"That's fine. You go back with Alvin first and I'll buy it."

"Which one are you going to buy?" Bailey had been walking around the mall for so long that her mind was dizzy and she had no idea which outfit Henry was referring to.

"What kind of outfit? It's all the clothes we just saw."

"Bought them all?" Bailey finally understood what Henry meant. She was startled by his words. He had looked at dozens of sets of clothes just now and wanted to buy them all?

"Forty-five sets of clothes. Calculated based on the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter, there are only ten sets of clothes for each season. How much is that?" Henry doesn't know how many sets of clothes a woman should have in her closet, but Paula has a special room at home for hanging clothes.

"You're crazy. How could you buy clothes like this?" Bailey panicked. She didn't know exactly how much the clothes cost. But just now she didn't see a single piece of clothing priced under five figures.

"What are you afraid of? Aren't we husband and wife?"

"Not husband and wife, business relationship, I told you."

"Well, in your words, you called me a good sister. Today, sisters, I'll buy you a few sets of clothes to be worthy of the title of China's best friend." Henry winked playfully at Bailey, "please remember to thank me."

Bailey was really at a loss as to whether to laugh or cry at Henry, but she couldn't let Henry buy her this dress anyway. Having just paid back the three hundred thousand from Alvin and now receiving such an exorbitant gift from Henry, Bailey felt like she was going to be in debt and never get out of it.

In the end, in a friendly and calm atmosphere with only occasional violent threats, she and Henry agreed to buy a set of clothes.

Anyway, it was all luxury big brand women's clothing and there would be no quality problem with any of them, so Bailey picked the nearest specialty store and went in.

"Both of you are welcome." The waitress greeted them with a standard smile.

Henry looked at the clerk and thought to himself, "Do you know how lucky you are? There are hundreds of specialty stores in this store and Miss Bailey has chosen your store. After work, you should buy a lottery ticket and it should be no problem to win the last prize."

"Take that one." Bailey spent a long time choosing and found the cheapest half-sleeved cardigan in the store.

The shop assistant led Bailey to the fitting room and helped her try it on.

"What do you think of it?" Bailey, having changed his clothes, came out and stood in front of Henry and asked.

Henry had been lazily piled up on the sofa, but the moment his gaze met Bailey, he jumped up from the sofa at once, grabbed Bailey's arm tightly, his eyes sharp, and asked in a deep voice, "Bailey, what's going on? Explain it to me."