Li Leyi walked closer and lifted Cui Si's chin with his fingertip. "Cui Si, do you really not like me?"
Li Leyi had a bewitching smile on his face. In his eyes, Cui Si was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered. There was no woman in this world that Li Leyi could not get his hands on.
Cui Si lowered her head and did not dare to look at him. Her mind was in a mess.
At this moment, Li Leyi was even more certain that Cui Si liked him. Otherwise, how could she have such an expression? Only a woman could be so shy when facing someone she liked.
[Ding dong! Detected that the host is reading a manga. Reward: Success Rate Analysis Skill]
Cui Si was stunned. What was going on? She was clearly not reading a book, so why did it suddenly give her a skill?
She turned her head to take a look and realized that her hand had accidentally touched the manga next to her.
Success Rate Analysis Skill? This was a good thing. She raised her head and looked at Li Leyi's face. Then, she thought to herself, 'What's Li Leyi's success rate for liking me?'
[100%]
The answer to her question only made her feel more embarrassed.
She did not expect that Li Leyi to like her. However, if she did not get rid of Xu Yue now, nothing will ever get resolved.
"Leyi, listen to me. Give me some time to settle some matters. We can talk about us later."
...
After Cui Si sent Li Leyi off, she could not help but heave a sigh of relief. For the first time, she felt that emotions were really troublesome.
However, when she thought about the skill that she had just obtained, she was a little excited. Wouldn't she be like the main character of a manga in the future, where she could see the success rate of everything she did?
With that thought in mind, Cui Si immediately set off for the antique market in Shanghai.
There were real and fake goods here but most of the items here cost at least tens of thousands of yuan, and at the very most, millions of yuan. It was simply not something that an ordinary person could afford. No refunds or returns were allowed once a purchase has been made.
When some of the stall owners saw Cui Si, smiles appeared on their faces. Here came business.
"Hey Miss, what antiques do you want to buy? I have them all here."
"Miss, look at mine. They are all authentic, and each one of them is priceless."
"Hello, there Miss. I have a pair of jade bracelets from Cixi. They are a perfect match for you."
The vendors shouted with all their might. To them, Cui Si was a walking money bag.
Cui Si glanced at the antiques in their stalls while checking the success rate in her mind.
However, these items were all fake. If she bought any of them, she would be the one to lose.
Cui Si was about to reach the end of the street, and she had yet to find a stall that sold authentic goods.
Towards the end, the success rate finally showed a 10% authenticity rate, which meant that there were genuine goods in that stall.
When the owner of the stall saw Cui Si stop by, he smiled.
"Hello, Miss. What do you fancy? Don't worry, you can choose. I, Fatty Wang, don't sell fake goods in my stall."
When Cui Si heard this, she smirked as she carefully looked at the ten antiques in the stall.
She picked them up one by one and examined them. Then she picked up an ancient wine pitcher which showed a success rate of 100%.
This ancient wine pitcher was the real thing. Its worth didn't matter anymore.
Fatty Wang saw that Cui Si was interested in the ancient wine pitcher and his heart burst with joy. He had bought this broken thing from the countryside and only spent less than 100 yuan on it. If he was able to sell it off, he would make a huge profit.
"Miss, I see that you have taken a fancy to this ancient wine pitcher. I had spent a lot of money to buy it from someone else.
"It seems that fate has brought you to my stall.
"I'll sell this ancient wine pitcher to you for 8,000 yuan. I guarantee that the goods you buy will be worth more than what you get. I, Fatty Wang, never cheat people."
Cui Si smiled coldly. What was the probability that the pitcher was truly worth 4,000 yuan?
[100%.]
"My good sir, please don't fool me. It's my first time here. Please sell it to me at a cheaper price. I promise to come by again in the future."
Fatty Wang acted as if he had been put in a very difficult position and was very unwilling to lower the price.
Cui Si also struck while the iron was hot. She used her trump card and left without lowering the price. But she was determined to get the pitcher today.
"Alright, Miss. Name your price. I, Fatty Wang, will treat it as if I've made a friend."
"Two thousand yuan!"
When Fatty Wang heard this, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.
This girl was too ruthless. She had cut off more than half of the price he offered earlier. Fortunately, he didn't spend much on it and the item didn't look genuine anyway.
When Cui Si saw that Fatty Wang remained silent, she asked, "My good sir, are you selling it or not? If not, I'm leaving!"