Chapter 043 The Arrogant Lady

"Jianhui, I don't want these clothes anymore." Long Lingyun bit his lip and said.

Zhao Jianhui nodded: "Yes, why not? Just treat it as a gift from me. Didn't we agree that I'll treat you and you'll pay for it?"

The boss happily swiped the card and said, "Just keep the gift from your boyfriend!" In fact, she despised Zhao Jianhui to the extreme in her heart: "The boss is not a small man, and he has been working hard for a long time. In front of girls You still have the nerve to say, "You pay for my treat"? This is so shameless. If my daughter finds such an incompetent person, I will have to interrupt her. "

Long Lingyun could see the disdain for Zhao Jianhui in his eyes, so he didn't want to buy her clothes. But when she said it was a gift from her boyfriend, she was too embarrassed to retort firmly, so she could only smile awkwardly at Zhao Jianhui.

The third floor of the shopping mall is basically filled with various specialty stores. After swiping the card, Zhao Jianhui followed Long Lingyun out of the store with his clothes. Long Lingyun took him to the entrance of a 'Versace' store, then held Zhao Jianhui's hand and walked in.

Versace is a brand founded by the internationally famous fashion designer Versace in his name. Its products are characterized by very distinctive design styles and unique aesthetics, so they are deeply loved by celebrities and ladies.

The store is luxuriously decorated, clean and tidy, which complements the brand 'Versace'. Elegant music was playing in the store, and the air conditioner released air-conditioning. The two of them felt refreshed as soon as they entered.

Seeing the two people coming in, the girl looking after the store looked at them with a smile and motioned them to take a look.

Moving to the clothes rack, Long Lingyun picked up a men's beige short-sleeved shirt and compared it with the mirror. Zhao Jianhui lacked the ability to appreciate clothes and just stood quietly behind her.

"The color is okay, but I don't know if there are any matching pants." After muttering to herself, she saw another pair of black pants: "Well, the color is too dark and doesn't look good!" After a few gestures, Long Ling Yun put it down again.

"Madam, what do you think of this?" The shopping guide girl handed over a pair of khaki pants in her hand: "This color matches the shirt in your hand just right, and it matches the gentleman's skin color. Very modest too.”

Long Lingyun took it and compared it: "Well, it's good. Well, I'll buy it. Please bring me a belt and wallet. Oh, by the way... I also need to choose a pair of sandals to match this outfit... …”

The shopping guide girl was very happy and said to herself that it looked like these two people were quite wealthy. At night, they finally got a big deal!

"Hey, why are you hiding so far away? Come and try these two clothes to see if they fit?" Long Lingyun glanced at Zhao Jianhui who was standing behind him, then walked over and handed him the clothes in his hand.

"Did you buy it for me? Then I have to try it on." Zhao Jianhui took the clothes and walked into the fitting room. Seeing that Zhao Jianhui didn't coyly say no, Long Lingyun couldn't help but feel happy, which meant that this idiot no longer regarded him as an outsider.

"Madam, do you think this pair of shoes will fit you?" Long Lingyun was smiling happily when the shopping guide lady came over with a pair of khaki men's sandals in her hand.

Long Lingyun only glanced at it and nodded. Judging from the color, design, and appearance of the shoes, these shoes were the best choice. They matched the clothes just now. The more she looked at them, the more she liked them. She just saw them. At one glance, she had the idea of ​​buying this pair of shoes.

"Miss, this style is specially designed for men. You see..."

Long Lingyun opened his mouth to speak when he suddenly heard a voice say: "Salesperson, I also want a pair of these shoes, size 47." Following the words, a fat middle-aged woman came over. She was wearing a purple dress and a scarf set with sparkling diamonds on her shoulders, looking domineering.

The salesperson turned to look at Long Lingyun, looking embarrassed: "I'm sorry, this is size 47, but this is the only pair of shoes in this large size. Look..."

Although she wanted to sell the shoes, after all, Long Lingyun came first, and she could only sell the shoes to the woman after Long Lingyun took the initiative to say no.

"Why are you standing there, wrap it up for me quickly, I have something else to do." The noble lady spoke more "heroically", and it was obvious at a glance that she was an rude and uncultured woman.

"Why are you still stunned?" Seeing that the salesperson didn't move, the woman snatched the shoes over. "How much does it cost? Hurry up and invoice me."

"Wait a minute." Zhao Jianhui, who was walking out of a shoe, stopped the salesperson in time: "We didn't say we didn't want these shoes, so how could you grab them by force?"

"No, I want to order these shoes. How much do they cost? What about you, can you hurry up?" The lady glanced at Zhao Jianhui impatiently, snorted disdainfully, pointed at the salesperson and asked road.

The salesperson looked helplessly at both sides and whispered: "8558 yuan."

"What? A pair of shoes costs more than 8,000 yuan, so how much does the clothes I'm wearing cost?" Zhao Jianhui asked with a breath of air.

"The shirt is 3,000 yuan, the pants are 3,800 yuan, the belt is 5,000 yuan, and the wallet is 3,600 yuan. The total is..." Before the salesperson quoted the total price, Zhao Jianhui quickly gestured to stop her: "Okay, okay, this is the outfit. The clothes and shoes cost more than 20,000 yuan, which is equal to my total income in a year. I am not cool enough to wear such expensive clothes.”

When the noble lady saw Zhao Jianhui's expression, the look of disdain on her face became even stronger: "Poor man, you dare to steal things from me when you have no money."

Zhao Jianhui glared at her: "It's great to be rich, right?"

Long Lingyun was also angry. She said to the salesperson: "I want these shoes. Please wrap them up for me."

"Hmph, stinky ###, you have to fight with me, right? Your man said he has no money, so you're going to have to pay for it when you sleep with me and play with me?" Following the words, the woman said nothing. Omen raised his hand and slapped Long Lingyun.

There was a crisp "pop" sound, but Long Lingyun was not hit. Instead, there were five more finger prints on the lady's face.

"You?" The domineering lady covered her face with her hands, looked at Zhao Jianhui who was hiding Long Lingyun behind her, and thought that it must be this big man who hit me.

"You...you dare to hit me?"

Zhao Jianhui looked at the woman with disdain and said sarcastically: "It's great to wear a diamond collar on a hot day, right? How could you be beaten if you didn't hit someone first?"

"You...just wait for me."

The noble lady was so angry that Zhao Jianhui couldn't even speak. She stamped her foot and took out her mobile phone from her pocket. "Hey, Xiao Wei, I'm your sister-in-law. Yes, I'm on the third floor of your shopping mall. You can bring a few people up here. Some people dare to hit me."

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