Conquering System: Harem With Infinite Rebirths

Harry glanced at the woman and the two sales managers, too lazy to pay attention to these snobs. He stepped out of the car and said to the salesmen at the door, "Um...um...right, is Xaria here? Come over here."

Hearing Harry's greeting, Xaria—who had been looking around at the door waiting for her imaginary big boss—was slightly stunned. She turned to look at Harry curiously and frowned.

Observing Harry's appearance and his simple attire, Xaria couldn't figure out when she had ever met someone like him.

When Yaek saw Harry calling Xaria, his expression immediately soured.

According to the order, Yaek was supposed to be responsible for receiving the customer Harry. Now Harry didn't really want to see the A-class car properly; he actually wanted to change his sales consultant. What the hell did that mean?

Could it be that, despite not affording a car, he was still here pretending to be cool and causing trouble?

Seeing Xaria approach with a puzzled look on her face, Yaek waved at her like an old senior and said, "Don't worry about it. This is my client."

"Mr. Harry, if you have any requests, just tell me. Xaria is still a novice and doesn't know anything. Let me put it this way, Mr. Harry, I will take you to see our new Mercedes-Benz A200L. I can give you the most favorable discount. In addition, we also have an interest-free loan policy…" Yaek turned his head and said to Harry with a forced smile.

"What? Do I have to buy a car from you? I just want to buy it from her! Besides, I want to buy a Mercedes-Benz E300L today. What? You won't buy it for me?" Harry shouted, his anger rising.

Damn it, he had money now, and yet they were still giving him a hard time while trying to sell him a car.

He thought, "They're just small salespeople. Are they trying to show off in front of me?"

"Tsk!"

The woman who had squeezed Harry into the main driving seat sneered and deliberately said loudly to the man beside her, "My dear, you see he wants to buy an E-Class. I guess he has to borrow money from everywhere to buy it. The charm of the Mercedes-Benz E300L Fashion Edition seems to be recognized! You are such a big boss, but you're not willing to buy it for me?"

"Hmph, there are too many people who are trying to show off their wealth. They are used to being looked down upon. They want to buy a nice car to feel a sense of existence, but they don't even consider their own ability. Can a Mercedes-Benz E be bought by someone like him? This kind of car is not practical. Come, I'll take you to see the Mercedes-Benz C200L,"

The middle-aged man sneered, clearly finding a huge sense of superiority in Harry.

Damn, this made no sense.

Harry cursed in his heart, wondering if his physique was somehow to blame—he was being mocked for buying a car.

He took a look at his appearance and felt he needed to change his dressing style. He did look a bit like a loser now.

"Mr. Harry, it's not that we don't want to sell you a car. I'm also considering you. When buying a car, you have to consider your own affordability. Blindly pursuing high-end products will lead to regrets later. I'm being responsible for you."

Yaek sneered, adopting a preachy tone, and said to Harry indifferently, "The Blancpain in your hand is the same model as mine, right? It's a good imitation. If I didn't have a real watch, I'd almost think yours was the genuine article. You can buy fake watches, but we don't sell you fake cars. You might as well buy a Mercedes-Benz A200L, which is a real Mercedes-Benz, right?"

Yaek's words dripped with sarcasm and ridicule—truly too much.

"Pfft!~~~" The woman at the side covered her mouth and laughed secretly, then said to the middle-aged man with contempt, "Oh, I thought his watch was nice just now—the only thing on his body that had some taste. I didn't expect… it was a fake watch. Today I finally know what it means to pretend to be rich..."

"Brother Yaek, how can you say that? Isn't this too much?"

Xaria, standing aside unsure of what to do, couldn't bear to watch any longer. She secretly poked Yaek and reminded him in a low voice.

"You don't understand! To deal with this kind of person, you have to stimulate him like this! Look how I closed a deal for a Mercedes-Benz A200L today! Xaria, you still have a lot to learn, so just watch me carefully today!"

Yaek said, putting on the look of an old senior and smiling softly at Xaria in a didactic manner.

Looking at all these sarcastic expressions, Harry couldn't help but frown.

Today, he had just wanted to buy a car, make it quick, go home as soon as possible to spend some time with his mother-in-law, Hazel, and then surprise her that evening.

But he hadn't expected to encounter such a scene.

Originally, Harry hadn't wanted to cause trouble, but now that he was rich, it didn't matter whether he showed off his wealth or not.

Yet, Harry was angry at the arrogance of these people!

Good!

Since they insisted on giving themselves to him to be hit in the face, he decided he was going to hit them hard!

"Xaria, I'm Harry. I contacted you yesterday. Please help me get something from the car—those two gift boxes on the passenger seat." Harry waved at Xaria and handed the Toyota car keys to her.

"Mr. Harry... Harry?!!" Upon hearing his self-introduction, Xaria's eyes immediately widened in horror. She looked at Harry in disbelief, extremely surprised.

This young man in front of her, dressed in a rustic manner, not handsome and wearing a fake watch, turned out to be Harry—the very person who had contacted her on WhatsApp last night to buy the Mercedes-Benz E300L luxury premium version?!!

"You are Mr. Harry?!! You... you... I will arrange it for you now..." Xaria still couldn't believe it and asked again for confirmation.

"Hey! No rush. Go get the things for me first. We'll talk after you get them." Harry waved his hand casually, motioning Xaria to go to the car.

"Okay! I'll get it for you right away!" Xaria ran forward enthusiastically and flatteringly, secretly glancing at Harry as she took the key and dashed out.

Xaria had imagined Harry's appearance countless times the previous night. She had pictured him as a handsome and rich second-generation—a wealthy man with a big belly.

She had never expected that Harry would turn out to be such an ordinary, even somewhat rustic, young man.

At first, Xaria thought this man was odd and even felt that he was a bit unsophisticated. Yet upon closer inspection, she suddenly realized that Harry's outfit was low-key yet profound, and his entire demeanor exuded a subtle yet noble temperament.

Even the fake watch looked so high-end at that moment!

Xaria even felt that Harry's model appeared more refined and attractive, while Yaek's model might be fake! Although Yaek enjoyed a pretty good monthly income, this Breguet 6654 cost nearly 90,000 dollars. How could an average working-class person afford such a watch?

"Xaria? What do you mean?" Yaek looked at Xaria in confusion, as if she had transformed into someone entirely different while trying to please Harry.

He immediately sensed that something was amiss. As a veteran in sales with a keen eye for people's words and expressions, Yaek had already secretly guessed that Harry was no ordinary person.

"Mr. Harry, you just said that you had already made an appointment with Xaria?" Yaek asked, looking at Harry strangely, his face a little embarrassed.

Harry glanced at Yaek indifferently and chose to ignore him.

At that moment, Xaria ran in quickly from the door with an excited look on her face. The commotion immediately attracted the attention of the other sales staff, and several curious sales managers began to look over.

Xaria was seen holding two shopping bags—one with a large Jaeger-LeCoultre logo clearly printed on it and the other with a big Rolex logo and crown. Just by looking at the packaging, everyone realized that the items inside were definitely worth a lot of money.

"Mr. Harry, I got you what you asked for! Take a look!" Xaria exclaimed, her face flushing with excitement as her breathing quickened.

Harry took the car keys and the shopping bag from Xaria, then directly retrieved the packaging box, shopping invoice, and receipt from it. He banged the table with a loud "bang," opened the box, turned around, and looked at Yaek.

"Mr. Yaek, you know so much about watches. Can you please tell me whether these two watches are real or fake? I just bought them at the store—can you check if I was cheated? They say that if they're fake, you can get ten times the compensation. If they really are fake, I'll pay for 20 watches and give one to each of you here!"

"Wow!! This is... this is the diamond-studded Datejust watch from Rolex!! So beautiful!! This is the model I've always dreamed of!! It must cost hundreds of thousands!!"

The lady who had just been looking down on Harry came up, screaming as she stared at the open box with shining eyes and looked at Harry with admiration.

"This rose gold model of Jaeger-LeCoultre with moon phases seems to cost hundreds of thousands..." a knowledgeable female saleswoman added.

"How could these be fake? The counter's payment records and invoices are all there—this can't be fake!" another exclaimed.

"These two watches are so beautiful!!" echoed the crowd.

The sales staff, having forgotten that they were still on the clock, rushed over to surround Harry with envy and respect on their faces.

"Uh... hehe... Mr. Harry... of course these two models of yours are genuine... of course they are genuine... hehe... well... it's my fault for not recognizing the real thing..."

Yaek stuttered, so embarrassed that he was left speechless. He lowered his head, feeling a bit doubtful about his own life.

"Yaek, you brag about your Blancpain 6654 to us every day. Could it be that your watch is fake?" one sales manager teased with suspicion upon hearing Yaek claim that Harry's watch was fake.

"No, his watch is real, and mine is fake. But I just like wearing fake watches, so what?"

Harry snapped the box shut and put it back into the gift bag.

Then he said to Xaria, "Xaria, are you ready with the car I ordered from you yesterday? How much is the full payment? I want to drive away now. I'm going to give this car to my mother-in-law, Hazel, as a birthday present tonight. I have to pick it up now!"