Chapter 816 — The Terms of the Bet

She had just bought a villa in this compound, but since it was a second-hand villa and the previous owner had not lived there for a long time, she had found on inspection that the place was thick with dust and the courtyard overgrown with weeds. So Gou Huli decided to make Gu Mengyao, Shen Yushu, and Wei Zhao her unpaid laborers and set them to work — and along the way, to humiliate and needle them a little more.

"You could hire a cleaning service for this. We would rather just pay you," Wei Zhao said flatly.

"Pay me? Hmph. So you refuse, do you? Fine — then buy me an identical outfit!" Gou Huli looked at Wei Zhao as though she had him cornered. "Go on, buy it! Only diamond-card members can get one!"

"Oh. And if we do manage to buy it, does that settle the matter?" Wei Zhao could not be bothered to quarrel with a shrew like her.

"Settle it? Hmph — if you can buy one, I will pull my own head off!" Gou Huli knew exactly what the situation with that dress was, and that was precisely why she dared to say it. When she had bought it yesterday, aside from the sample in the display window, only hers had been left. And the Pengzhan Commercial Building would not sell the display-window sample: ordinary salesclerks had no authority to open the window, and the display items had a fixed rotation schedule that would not be broken before it was due.

That was why Gou Huli dared to make such a vicious vow — that if Wei Zhao could buy one, she would pull off her own head! Of course, the words were not free of charge: next she meant to set Wei Zhao and the others an even more unreasonable and cutting condition.

"Ooh, that sounds like fun! Sister Yao, if someone pulls their head off, can they still live?" Shen Yushu asked Gu Mengyao curiously.

"I don't know. Maybe some people have special powers? I've heard that some people's heads can be separated from their bodies," Gu Mengyao said, shaking her head.

"Ooh, that would be fun. Brother Arrow, hurry up and buy her an identical outfit, and then let her do the head-pulling trick!" Shen Yushu said expectantly.

"Hmph! Wait — and what if you can't buy an identical outfit?" Gou Huli was annoyed at what Shen Yushu had said, but for the sake of what she meant to say next, she would have to swallow it for now.

"Oh, but we can't pull heads off, we don't know how. Once a head comes off, you're dead..." Shen Yushu shook her head and refused outright.

"Hmph, I'm not asking you to pull heads off. It's just that if you can't buy an outfit exactly like mine, then you'll come work for my family for a year, free of charge — how about that? Every day you'll clean my house and pull weeds. Whatever I tell you to do, you'll do!" Gou Huli said.

"Okay, okay! Then let's hurry up and go buy it — I want to see the head-pulling trick!" Shen Yushu nodded and accepted Gou Huli's terms without a moment's hesitation.

Wei Zhao had wanted to stall a little longer, because he disliked doing things he was not sure of. He wanted to get the brand and model of Gou Huli's dress out of her, then phone Qing Bo to confirm before going to buy it.

But Shen Yushu had already agreed, so there was no way for Wei Zhao to change it now. Even if the Pengzhan Commercial Building had none left, he could send Fatty Lai to procure one — there was no time limit in their agreement, after all. That was a loophole he could use.

"Hmph, let's go, then. What are you dawdling for? Come buy the outfit with me!" Gou Huli sneered. "By the way, how will you get there? My car can't fit that many of you."

"We have a car!" Wei Zhao said to Gou Huli, pointing at Gu Mengyao's Beetle.

Gou Huli glanced at the Beetle. She was a little surprised, but did not think much of it. "Your master must be rich, buying a car like that for slaves and servants like you! For running out to buy groceries, I suppose?"

Gu Mengyao glared at Gou Huli and said nothing. Nothing she said now would do any good; everything could wait until they had the outfit.

Gu Mengyao and Shen Yushu got into the Beetle, and Wei Zhao drove out of the villa compound, following Gou Huli's Porsche Boxster all the way toward the commercial district.

It was the weekend, so the commercial district was packed with cars, and there had long since been no spaces left at the entrance of the Pengzhan Commercial Building. But Gou Huli had a membership card, so she got out of her car with great swagger, flicked the diamond card in her hand, and bragged to Wei Zhao in the Beetle behind her: "I'm a member here. I can park in the private underground lot — there's always a space. You can find your own place to park; just be careful nobody tickets you!"

Only then did Gou Huli get back into her car and drive toward the underground parking lot of the Pengzhan Commercial Building.

But Wei Zhao did not go looking for a space either; he simply followed Gou Huli all the way into the underground lot.

Gou Huli sneered inwardly. Follow along, then. My diamond card does carry the right to bring one other car in to park — but I simply will not let you use it. Just wait and see how pathetic you look when the guards chase you out. You will die of embarrassment.

"Ma'am, may I ask whether you are a VIP of Pengzhan Commercial?" When Gou Huli drove up to the barrier of the underground lot, a security guard came over and asked respectfully.

"Of course!" Gou Huli flipped out her membership card. "I'm a diamond card."

"Welcome, honored diamond VIP, Ms. Gou..." The guard took Gou Huli's diamond membership card and swiped it on the machine beside him, and her details appeared on the screen. Diamond VIPs were a rare sight, so the guard was exceptionally deferential.

Every one of these diamond VIPs was rich and powerful, and one look at Gou Huli told him she was not someone to cross, so the guard was all the more careful.

"May I ask, is that car behind you with you, Ms. Gou?" The guard glanced at the Beetle behind Gou Huli's car. "You hold a diamond card, so you may bring one additional car into the lot free of charge. It is your privilege."

"No, it has nothing to do with me!" Gou Huli took back her membership card and deliberately said it loudly so that Wei Zhao and the others would hear. She meant to humiliate them, to make these low-class servants understand the difference between themselves and wealthy, high-class people like her.

"Very good. Please drive slowly." The guard nodded, raised the barrier, and let Gou Huli's car into the underground VIP lot of the Pengzhan Commercial Building.

But once Gou Huli had driven past the barrier into the lot, she did not immediately go on to find a space. Instead she pulled over to one side and waited to enjoy the spectacle of Wei Zhao and the others. She wanted to see how the guards would drive them out of the lot.

Only high-class VIPs like us are allowed to park here. You low-class cleaning women and gardeners — how could you possibly deserve to park your car beside an upper-class person like me?