Chapter 87: I Am Determined to Be Your Friend

Bai Qingming stood up and walked to the door.
“Who’s calling me?”
As soon as she saw him, Tang Shi instantly recognized him.
For a moment, her heart began pounding wildly.
So there really are men this handsome in the world!
She had thought the photo she’d seen in the dossier was fake.
Young, wealthy, an orphan—no parental pressure.
She was smitten.
She wondered if he had a penchant for unspoken rules with female subordinates. If only he did.
She was so looking forward to it!
To be honest, the very first glance at her handsome boss sent a flurry of positions flashing through Tang Shi’s mind.
If Bai Qingming wanted to make advances on her, she’d have to use her favorite few positions.
Well… it wouldn’t matter if he didn’t; if Bai Qingming preferred those more “unusual” styles, she could accommodate him.
Just thinking about it made Tang Shi’s cheeks flush red.
If only she could tie Bai Qingming’s limbs to the bed—how exhilarating would that be!
Hiss!
She didn’t dare imagine further; even the thought was overwhelming.
Enough for today—she’d leave the rest for later, to fantasize about when she was alone.
With professional self-restraint, Tang Shi forced herself to behave, looking toward Bai Qingming.
“Mr. Bai, I’m Tang Shi, your assistant. We spoke on the phone this morning.”
Tang Shi introduced herself.
“You’re here to see me for something?”
Bai Qingming raised his head, shifting his gaze away from Tang Shi’s black stockings.
Just to clarify, he absolutely wasn’t looking there on purpose; it was just that a pregnant male housefly had landed there, and Bai Qingming had never seen a pregnant male housefly before—he was simply curious.
Really!
Facing his question, Tang Shi replied, “It’s like this, Mr. Bai—I’m here to deliver something for you.”
With that, she beckoned behind her, and two young men came up the steps, each carrying two boxes emblazoned with the LV logo.
“Didn’t you ask me to bring some gifts over? These have been carefully selected and air-shipped just now from headquarters.”
“So fast?”
Bai Qingming was a bit surprised.
But that was nothing.
Behind Bai Qingming, the crowd—including Aunt Zhou from PDD, drawn by the commotion—was even more astonished.
Especially Da Sima.

He’d thought Bai Qingming had ordered takeout and that something delicious was being delivered, so he happily ran over to help carry it, only to hear the woman in black stockings at the door address Bai Qingming.
It must be mentioned that someone among them had just started a livestream, and the scene had already been captured.
In that instant, several livestream rooms exploded.
“Damn, the woman’s legs at the door look amazing!”
“Are you kidding? Is this really what we should be focusing on?”
“Sorry, was too busy admiring her legs. Let’s start over. Whoa, the single godfather is actually the president of LV?”
“No wonder he’s so rich. That explains everything.”
“Ahem, now, can I say her legs are really attractive?”
“Not over the line. Excuse me, is she wearing Balenciaga? Does Balenciaga fade?”
“Just saw a lady in Balenciaga downstairs—I’ll be back in five minutes, brothers upstairs.”
The chat exploded, viewers feverishly discussing.
Anyone who’s watched Bai Qingming’s streams knew he was rich—extremely rich.
But no one had imagined his real identity was so impressive; for a moment, people couldn’t come up with any witty comments.
By comparison, the topic of the beautiful woman in black stockings was far more popular—much easier to chat about.
“So, Mr. Bai, I’ll just leave these here. I’m staying at a hotel nearby, so if you need anything, I’m always available.”
She signaled the two young men to bring the gifts inside, then Tang Shi quickly took her leave.
She couldn’t take it—one more look at Bai Qingming and she’d want to commit a crime.
Now that her task was done, she hurried back to resume her unfinished fantasies.
…
Inside the house.
Everyone gradually recovered, their gazes toward Bai Qingming now tinged with strangeness.
Just moments ago, they’d been calling each other “brother,” “pal,” but in the blink of an eye, the atmosphere had changed completely.
Suddenly, they all realized something.
Last night’s song gathering—they’d been so fervent, giving Bai Qingming gifts.
Now, thinking back, the combined value of all those gifts likely didn’t even match his pocket money.
Rising from his sickbed in shock, he realized he was the clown.
No, not just him—there were also the tycoons from the Guild of Wealth.
Everyone was a clown, at least those guys were on Bai Qingming’s side.
With that in mind, everyone felt a bit more balanced.
But still, they couldn’t help but wonder—
With all that money, why bother livestreaming?
Was it boredom, wanting to experience life? Or just a love for being a streamer?
Yes, yes, that must be it—like the famous second-generation rich kid Principal Wang, who had played professionally in League of Legends just because he enjoyed it.

Once that was clear, everyone relaxed, and the atmosphere returned to normal.
Glancing at the boxes, Bai Qingming opened one.
At that moment, Little Sister Dai edged over, curious about what was inside.
As she approached, she cried out in surprise.
“Wow, this is… the new LV bag they announced a few days ago, and it’s a limited edition—each one costs over three hundred thousand!”
No woman could resist the allure of a designer handbag.
If one wasn’t enough, then take another.
Bai Qingming opened the other boxes as well, and soon, every woman in the room had her eyes shining.
“The Petite Malle handbag, 2021 limited edition!”
“LV’s classic Neverfull bag!”
“Blade Clutch ripple leather spring limited edition!”
…
Each style was named aloud.
Every bag had a tag and a little card with its introduction; a quick glance showed the cheapest was over one hundred and fifty thousand.
Besides, there were also products suitable for men in the boxes, all quite pricey.
Frankly, for Little Sister Dai and the others, these weren’t exactly extravagant—on a good day, they could buy one without much thought.
But the problem was, many of these bags were limited editions—even with money, they might not be able to buy them. And now, the bags were displayed like wares at a street stall, each style in multiples, dazzling the eye.
Little Sister Dai hugged a bag she had wanted for ages but couldn’t snatch; she reluctantly caressed it, then finally put it back.
They all knew—the bags belonged to Bai Qingming; it was enough to look and perhaps touch for a moment.
“Why put it back?”
Bai Qingming suddenly spoke: “I had my assistant bring these here for you all. Thanks to everyone, I was able to win first place last night—please accept these gifts, don’t be shy. There’s one for everyone, let’s be friends.”
With those words, everyone glanced at each other and reached a consensus.
“Well, if you insist, then I won’t hold back!”
“You’re definitely my friend now!”
“Hey, why is there a room card in here?”
“Maybe it was put in by mistake.”
Among them all, Da Sima was grinning from ear to ear.
Awesome.
This meal was truly worth it—not only did he get to pack up king crabs and lobsters, but now he got to score some expensive gifts for free.
What a jackpot!