The couple store has small items such as necklaces, bracelets, rings, key chains, and mobile phone cases. The expensive ones cost just over a hundred yuan, and the cheap ones cost more than a dozen yuan. Many white-collar workers are willing to buy it and have the financial ability to buy it. But when the two of them entered this small store and looked for a long time without seeing a pair of gifts, the salesperson who introduced them to them politely at first became a little impatient.
Of course, in Mingzhu, a city where the economy is taking off and the quality of the people has improved significantly, no matter how careless the salesperson is, he will never yell at the customers. Or say something you shouldn’t say. But they also have the right not to continue serving these two customers who seem to have little purchasing power. He turned to a pair of customers who had bought more than a dozen items in less than a minute.
The woman is young. In his early twenties, he obviously still looks like a student. But she was carrying Chanel’s baby. Wearing the most expensive dress. Because it was cold, she also wore a mink fur worth tens of thousands. Next to her, stood a middle-aged man with a fat head and a big beer belly.
Anyone can see that this man and woman are not in a legitimate relationship. Speaking more broadly, if a middle-aged man gets married early, his daughter should be as old as a girl. But the two people's movements were very intimate, and the names they called each other were so boring that it made people's teeth hurt.
"My dear, I want all of these." The girl acted coquettishly to the man.
"Buy, buy, buy." The middle-aged man waved his hand. "Waiter, pack everything."
"okay."
The waiter who had followed Xiao Zheng and the two before suddenly smiled happily, and was even a little annoyed that Xiao Zheng and the two were blocking the way for the customers to select goods.
Xiao Zheng has never been a man who likes to compare, and Shen Manjun has had no shortage of food and clothing since he was a child, living a luxurious life as a wealthy daughter. Not to mention the social phenomenon of upstarts keeping mistresses. Both of them were calmly choosing trinkets that they liked. One is not jealous that the other person is rich, and the other is not restless for fear of being looked down upon.
But things are unpredictable, just when the two of them fell in love with a simple-looking but very beautiful trinket. The young girl standing not far away suddenly raised her voice. He said to the waiter: "I want that one too."
The place where the fingers pointed was the small trinket that Xiao Zheng and the two were interested in.
When the waiter heard this, a look of embarrassment appeared on his face involuntarily. But soon, she walked towards Xiao Zheng and the two of them, and said with a smile: "Sir, Miss. We also have many exquisite jewelry in our store. Even similar jewelry, we also have many-"
Xiao Zheng smiled and shook his head, interrupting what the waiter was going to say next: "You want to tell me that they are interested in the model we selected. So you want me to give it to them?"
The waiter said slightly embarrassed: "How about I choose some better ones for you later? And I can also give you a big discount."
"I'm not short of money." Xiao Zheng smiled and shook his head.
This is the truth.
Even if Siyan took the 100 million pounds and made all the plans for the Yanjing branch for this year. Not only are every plan extremely expensive, but they are also the kind where you throw money into it and see no news. But Siyan still left more than 10 million to call Xiao Zheng.
So it can be said that Xiao Zheng is now a multi-millionaire. Maybe in a place like Mingzhu where rich people are everywhere, he doesn't stand out. But not all cats and dogs can be looked down upon.
"This-" The waiter looked embarrassed and was in a dilemma.
She is not a very thoughtful person, and she doesn't know how to deal with such guests. Of course, the biggest problem is that she has to deal with it this way. If it is not dealt with, the big customer will most likely just leave without asking for anything.
"We don't serve this item for takeout." The waiter started to tell lies.
"What are you doing here if you don't want takeout?" Xiao Zheng said with a smile.
"Exhibits." The waiter said simply and clearly.
"Exhibits?" Xiao Zheng said with a smile. "You plan to sell it to them later. Right?"
"They are senior VIPs in our store." The waiter said directly and clearly.
"High-level VIP?" Xiao Zheng joked. "A small shop like yours also has a VIP system?"
Seeing Xiao Zheng's rude words, the waiter couldn't help but said with a stern face: "Sir, please speak with some respect."
"This is what I want to say to you." Xiao Zheng lit a cigarette and smiled. "A business worth a few hundred dollars will cost you your personality. Frankly speaking, a person like you can't hope to make any big progress in this life."
"Hey. Listen to this, are you very promising?"
The young girl wearing gold and silver standing nearby finally couldn't help but jumped out.
Originally, she planned to use the waiter's hand to slap Xiao and Zheng in the face and satisfy her own vanity. But at this moment, she discovered that Xiao Zheng was not a good person, and the waiter was obviously no match for him. So I had to take the initiative to stand up. He planned to use his brutal fighting power to destroy Xiao Zheng.
When Xiao Zheng saw a young girl walking with her middle-aged boyfriend, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head and said, "I have no future either. But at least I can afford to buy a few small things like this."
"Since you can afford it, why haven't you bought anything for so long?" the young girl said with a disdainful smile. "Why, are you reluctant to buy it for your girlfriend. Or are you short of money?"
Xiao Zheng said with a smile: "Do you think everyone is as tasteless as you? Do you think buying whatever you see is a symbol of wealth? You picked so many here at random, and then asked your old lover to buy it. Yes. Not particularly satisfied?"
"You-" the young girl said with an angry look. "What nonsense are you talking about?"
"Nonsense?" Xiao Zheng said with a smile. "I'm not talking nonsense. If you don't believe it, ask my girlfriend."
"Indeed." Shen Manjun smiled and nodded. "You really have no sense of aesthetics. These things will be rubbish even if you buy them back. Why bother?"
"Have you said enough?" The fat middle-aged man saw that his little girlfriend couldn't resist, so he hurriedly stood up and fought back. "Young man, don't be too arrogant. In a place like Mingzhu, not everyone can cause trouble."
"You mean you are the kind of person who cannot be messed with, right?" Xiao Zheng asked rhetorically.
"You can think so." The middle-aged man said in a deep voice.
"I'm sorry. You were right. I am the kind of person who likes to stir up trouble everywhere. If you are dissatisfied with anything, you can find someone to beat me. Or you can beat me yourself." Xiao Zheng smiled. said. The face of a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.
Shen Manjun looked at Xiao Zheng's little bitch look, and a touched smile appeared on his face involuntarily.
She knew that everything Xiao Zheng did was just to make herself laugh. Otherwise, with Xiao Zheng's character, how could he quarrel with these two men and women who have little quality and connotation
Finally, after Xiao Zheng argued with the man and woman for a long time, the middle-aged man was finally scolded by Xiao Zheng and ran away. The reason is probably that the middle-aged man is afraid of making things worse. The yellow-faced woman in the family found out.
"Give it to you." Xiao Zheng said with a smile.
"Thank you." Shen Manjun looked touched.