"What did you do while I wasn't paying attention!"
Meng lang let go of Fangran, not afraid of him running away, so Fangran grabbed his collar viciously and growled.
"Xiaohe, thanks to the fact that I thought you really loved me just now!!"
I didn't expect you to secretly report military information!
Fangran turned his head and said sadly with a questioning expression.
"Alas..." Gou Yu helplessly supported his forehead when he heard the unpleasant words.
Captain, how long are you going to play this meme
"Even if I don't tell you, with Her Lady Queen around, you won't be able to run away, Captain."
Fangran was silent, and then covered his face.
I know, I'm really sorry for being a fluke.
"Brother! Don't worry! It's a luxury cruise ship, do you understand a luxury cruise ship?"
"Sorry, I don't understand..."
"Tsk, the so-called luxury cruise ship is a collection of luxury enjoyment. Banquet playgrounds, dance parties, casinos, indoor swimming pools, beauties in bikinis are not too common for rich and beautiful women, so you understand this time?"
"But I still want to go back to my hometown..."
"Yosi! Now that you've figured it out, our first priority before joining our official support team is to..."
"That... I... go home..."
Completely ignoring Fangran's weak complaints, Meng Lang hugged him and shouted loudly:
"Enter this suit shop and dress yourself like those high-society successful people!"
"Set off!"
After finishing speaking, Meng Lang strode into this suit shop that started at 20,000 yuan for any suit with his head held high.
"Xiaoor, why don't you go in..."
"I'm afraid that you, Captain, are taking chances. You know it's impossible, but you insist on escaping and getting us punished by Her Majesty the Queen, so I'm looking at you."
"Small or, what about the love we talked about?"
"Captain, I don't remember ever talking to you about this kind of thing."
Faced with Gou Yu's 360° hologram of calm complaints, Fangran struggled, and finally dropped his shoulders in vain, covered his face and accepted with tears...
The fact that I was stable and comfortable, lazy, and my summer vacation of eating and waiting to die was completely wasted.
Reluctantly, he walked into the luxurious and top-notch suit shop in front of him.
As soon as he entered the door, Fangran was overwhelmed by the luxurious decoration!
The bright chandelier and the polished black tiles reflect the elegance of each suit.
Of course, it also reflected Fangran's bewildered face.
Seeing two more people coming in, a neatly dressed woman immediately walked over and asked politely:
"Are you two here to buy suits? Do you need help?"
Fangran murmured in his heart, as expected of this kind of rich shop, the service attitude is really generous.
"No, I'll just take them to choose, and just tell us where the one that fits their size is."
"All right, inside, three gentlemen."
Meng Lang led Fangran and Gou Yu to the inner room.
Then he picked up one casually and gestured in front of Fangran, shaking his head and thinking that it was no good.
Fangran looked at the five-digit number starting with 3 that he glimpsed, and the corners of his mouth twitched wildly:
"Hey, bro, do you want to mortgage me here for such an expensive suit..."
"Well, the night bureau will be reimbursed."
Meng Lang waved his hand indifferently and said, but in fact this is a store under his family's name.
"Uh...brother, you have such a strong passer-by temperament that I really don't know which one to choose for you."
Meng Lang fumbled for his chin, looked at the row in front of him and said seriously.
"I don't need you to tell me that I don't match this kind of high-end suit, okay?"
Fangran sighed and surprisingly did not refute Meng Lang.
However, in fact, as a college student who has not entered the society, he has never even bought leather shoes.
Not to mention a suit, which is a tall thing for him.
"So, you see, we might as well be like this, you and Xiao or go pick one and put it on, and let me be the referee!"
"Evaluate your two tastes in suits, and your temperament in playing high-class people."
"The loser will be responsible for carrying the bag!"
Meng Lang pushed the non-existent glasses and said with a smile:
"We still have shoes, ties, belts, watches, collar stays, shirts, a bunch of messy things to buy, and hairstyles that haven't been done yet. You better show your real skills."
Fangran: "..."
Gou Yu: "..."
"Then why don't you participate, brother!"
Fangran couldn't help complaining in protest.
"I think the Youngor I picked last time in the mall is enough to explain my taste and the fact that you can't beat me."
Meng Lang took a suit casually and compared it in front of him. He squinted his eyes and smiled triumphantly. A suitable elegance was surprisingly reflected in him.
Fangran: "..."
Gou Yu: "..."
Can't refute... .
So Fangran and Gou Yu had no choice but to choose their own suits.
"I'll go over there for a while, and I won't see what you choose in advance."
Meng Lang yawned and walked casually to another cubicle.
After walking to a place that Fangran and Gou Yu couldn't see, Meng Lang stopped, and slowly put away his sloppy expression. He seriously and calmly confirmed that the two of them really couldn't see this place, and clapped his hands lightly.
An old man immediately pushed open the small door of the staff and walked out.
"Are the clothes ready?"
"It's ready, Young Master Meng. It's all according to your requirements and sizes. It was delivered yesterday at Henry Poole in England."
The old man was dressed in a pitch-black butler uniform, and said straightly, then waved, and several female employees carefully held three suits.
"Henry Poole... Heh, the swallows who used to only make clothes for the British royal family also flew into the homes of ordinary people?"
Meng Lang flipped through his suit casually.
Henry Poole, the most famous fashion store on Tailor Street in London, England, was founded as early as the beginning of the nineteenth century, and once only made clothes for the royal family and nobles.
But now it is also made by rich people who are willing to pay thousands of pounds for handwork, not counting the materials.
"Remember to hang the cheapest tag."
Seeing Fangran outside, Gou Yu had finished choosing and walked into the dressing room. Meng Lang gave instructions and walked out.
"That, young master."
"What's the matter, Uncle Xu?"
Meng Lang looked at the capable old man in the butler's clothes suspiciously. The dark-clad old butler sighed respectfully and bowed slightly:
"Young master, please pay attention to the impact. It is still within my ability to open a relationship with a remote police station within ten minutes or to block the streets of Luocheng within half an hour and prohibit other vehicles from traveling together."
"However, please don't do things like trespassing on the women's restroom and being sent to the police station. You have to call the old man, which is demeaning. You can hide the truth from the wife and the master to embarrass the old man. Please be careful, young master."
Meng Lang: "..."
Meng Lang pursed his lips tightly in silence, then turned around abruptly, looking up at the sky outside the store and said in a complex voice:
"Well, I see."