The proportion of purchases has not reached 60%. Dingjin Center is a famous high-end shopping mall in S City, and there are not as many customers as shopping guides on weekdays. The environment here is elegant and the atmosphere is excellent, and it has long been a place where many stars are keen to patronize. There are only a few hours left before the birthday banquet, and it is unrealistic to customize it, so Zhou Jinshen brought people here, intending to buy formal clothes temporarily.
An Xumo has been to this kind of place before, but he didn't wear this kind of clothes when he came here. He walked with Zhou Jinchen, who was wearing a high-end suit, and the astonishing eyes of the people around him soon became curious. Not only the clothes, Zhou Jinchen, who has been popular for five years, has a very different temperament from ordinary people. No matter how you look at it, the two of them don't look like the same people.
Zhou Jinshen had long been used to ignoring all kinds of gazes, and An Xumo didn't notice the gazes around him either. The two walked into a big-name store, and the shopping guide quickly greeted them. Under Zhou Jinshen's signal, they began to choose clothes for An Xumo.
There were not many customers in the store, and another shopping guide followed. She looked at Zhou Jinchen who was wearing sunglasses curiously, and couldn't help but said, "Sir, you look familiar, may you be our Gold Card?" Are you a member?"
An Xumo, who was being gesticulated by the shopping guide for clothes, looked up at the sound and silently glanced at the vertical advertisements that took up half of the wall in the store.
For international first-line brands like this, professional supermodels or top international superstars are usually selected for new product display. Zhou Jinshen was just over 20 years old when he won the endorsement of this brand, and this news caused the entire domestic entertainment circle to boil.
When An Xumo looked up, the inquiring shopping guide also realized something. Her gaze went back and forth between Zhou Jinshen and the advertisement twice before she managed to suppress the surprise in her expression and tried her best to maintain her professionalism.
Zhou Jinshen just nodded and motioned for An Xumo to change clothes. The shopping guide helped choose three items, but he didn't look at them, so An Xumo took them all in.
An Xumo's figure and foundation are good, after wearing it, it's not that the clothes complement the person, but the clothes look better on the person. The shopping guide, who was used to seeing big customers, also changed his expression, and she just turned the ordinary analysis of advantages and disadvantages into a complete compliment.
She picked out three light-colored suits for An Xumo, paired them with a pure white shirt and a few ties. An Xumo only wanted to choose one set, but the shopping guide was so happy that after trying all three sets, he couldn't choose which one was more suitable. He was hesitating whether to disturb the other man and ask for his opinion, but when he turned his gaze away, he froze there on the spot.
Zhou Jinshen was holding a white T-shirt in his hand, and was looking at the collar tag. Beside him was a pair of black shorts, which An Xumo had just changed in the dressing room.
Seeing An Xumo looking over, Zhou Jinchen picked up the T-shirt with one hand, his voice was faint, unable to detect emotion: "Where did you buy it?"
An Xumo subconsciously tugged at the bow tie that the shopping guide had tied on for him, and answered honestly: "Online."
Zhou Jin asked deeply, "How much?"
An Xumo whispered, "Nine dollars and nine."
The huge store was eerily quiet for a moment, and the two shopping guides holding five-figure jackets and four-figure ties looked at each other.
Zhou Jinshen put down the T-shirt: "Where are the pants?"
An Xumo's voice became softer: "Nineteen yuan."
Zhou Jinshen took off his sunglasses and looked at him: "Is it still free shipping?"
Without the obstruction of the sunglasses, his appearance and gaze put more pressure on An Xumo. An Xumo felt his tongue tingle again, but Zhou Jinshen put the two clothes back on the sofa without waiting for his answer. He gestured to the shopping guide: "Please help him cut off the tag."
The shopping guide quickly realized: "Okay sir, you have already chosen this set, right?"
Zhou Jin said solemnly: "Three sets together, two stripes and houndstooth for the tie, and one extra shirt."
The shopping guide was busy looking for clothes boxes and paper bags. An Xumo stood there blankly, letting another shopping guide help him cut off the hang tag on his body. He found his voice with great difficulty: "I'm sorry, I may not have enough money..."
Zhou Jinshen, who was playing with the sunglasses, paused for a while, and the sight he looked over was a little unclear. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just took out a card from his wallet and handed it to the busy shopping guide.
After swiping the card, Zhou Jinshen asked the shopping guide for help, and put the two replaced free shipping hot items into the sundries collection basket in the store. He turned his head to An Xumo and said, "Throw away all the miscellaneous brands on the Internet when you go back."
An Xumo didn't know what was wrong, he hadn't realized the action of the other party's payment yet. Zhou Jin glanced at him deeply, and said lightly: "Poor quality clothes have an impact on the body, as well as on the image. If you want to eat this bowl of rice, you have no right to be willful."
Buying clothes and giving them away, he said it was like an artist training class. If there are Zhou Jinshen fans present, it will definitely be a dedicated and conscientious filter and a deeper and deeper obsession. If it is a black fan, it has to be played up as bullying and arrogant. But An Xumo's identities are different from those of the two. He took several heavy pockets from the shopping guide in a daze, and only after mustering up his courage did he dare to say "thank you" to Zhou Jinshen.
Zhou Jinshen took the card from the shopping guide without responding. When he put on the sunglasses again, he heard the second thank you from a gnat.
"Thank you brother."
Zhou Jin turned around and glanced at An Xumo who was following up, but there was still no emotion in his voice: "Go upstairs and buy shoes."
Even in this kind of high-end luxury store with few customers, there are many people who recognize Zhou Jinchen. After the two of them shopped around in the commercial building, even An Xumo was photographed by three waves of people with their mobile phones. Fortunately, Dingjin's security was strict, and there was no major commotion.
The black Bentley set off again, and there were only two hours left before the birthday banquet. They went to another place halfway and gave An Xumo a simple look. Zhou Jinchen was ready, but An Xumo's hairstyle was still the same as before the concert It was repaired at the time, so it is not appropriate to attend the birthday banquet.
This birthday banquet was said to be a birthday celebration for Mr. Zhou, but it was actually a celebration of the Zhou family consortium. Not only the Zhou family's children, but also many business contacts were invited. It was already evening when the two arrived at the main house, and rows of lights were lit up in the extensive garden. The fully open main entrance is decorated with great atmosphere, and the waiters leading the way guide many luxury cars in an orderly manner. The reception process was arranged in an orderly manner, and the Zhou family's deep heritage was inadvertently revealed in the details.
Bentley parked in the open space in front of the lawn, and An Xumo got out of the car after Zhou Jinshen. The waiter who came forward to receive An Xumo was slightly taken aback, but soon he recovered his calm expression, and politely invited the two into the bright and spacious main house.
The hall on the first floor was set up as the scene of the banquet, and the gorgeous lighting illuminated the magnificent furnishings. A lot of people have already come to the room, looking around, the clothes are fragrant and the temples are shadowed, and the cups and cups are intertwined. If someone enters by mistake, they might think that a grand party is being held here. In fact, in terms of the Zhou family's financial resources, such a scene was by no means high-profile for them.
As soon as Zhou Jinshen and An Xumo came in, they won a lot of attention from the surroundings. One of them is pure black and tall, the other is light white and tall. Although they have different temperaments, they are both extremely eye-catching scenery. It's just that everyone's eyes fell on them, but they had completely different emotions.
After all, one of them is a promising heir, and the other is an illegitimate child who was kicked out not long ago.
Like the waiters at the reception, many people were more or less surprised when they saw An Xumo. A wealthy family has no privacy, and the rumors about the Zhou family are well known. No one expected that An Xumo would appear at tonight's birthday banquet.
An Xumo himself didn't know the reason. He asked Zhou Jinchen in the car, but the other party only said that it was an order from his family, and the specific situation was not clear. It's not that An Xumo didn't feel uneasy, but this was indeed the only chance for him to get along with Zhou Jinchen during this period of time. Coupled with the fact that he can have a full meal by the way, he is only standing here now.
After entering the hall, the people who came up to greet Zhou Jinchen dispersed the two of them. An Xumo didn't have any other thoughts, the long snow-white table was already filled with sumptuous meals, so he took a plate of food by himself, and sat down in an inconspicuous corner.
The Zhou family has its own pastry chef, and the appearance and taste of the dishes are first-class. An Xumo was probably the only person in the banquet hall who ate in peace, and no one would come to talk to him anyway. It's just that in the eyes of the only attentive diner, these carefully crafted meals are not very tasty.
This wealthy family's birthday banquet was extremely grand, but what fell on An Xumo seemed to be scrutinized, undisguised whispers and unscrupulous malice. The protagonist who was used as a topic of conversation didn't notice the emotions passing around him. He sat in the corner peacefully, biting a cookie slowly.
The sweetness I like most turns into a tasteless dryness between my lips and teeth. An Xumo silently filled his stomach, but he felt that this plate of carefully baked dessert was not as good as the chicken breast at noon.
It's freezing everywhere, even the steaming crystal shrimp dumplings are wrapped in ice balls, and a bite will cool your entire stomach.
An Xumo stopped after eating for a while, and he didn't look back at those more direct scrutiny, only looking for the familiar pure black figure in the room. Zhou Jin's heavy appearance meant that he would not be lost in the crowd, even at a feast where everyone was well-dressed, An Xumo still spotted him at a glance.
It's just that Zhou Jinshen, who was still chatting with his family and friends just now, is standing in a rather secluded corner with no one. He is whispering something to a young man with a hurried expression, with a somewhat cold expression. An Xumo glanced at the young man curiously, feeling as if he had seen him somewhere before.
He had only glanced a few times before the two people who were talking suddenly raised their heads and turned their gazes together.
When they looked at each other suddenly, An Xumo couldn't help but froze for a moment.
But in fact, the person who was more surprised than him was Zhou Jinshen.
"Are you sure that the man who died fifteen years ago is his biological father?" There was no one around, Zhou Jin's voice was extremely low, he was holding the wine glass, but was hurt by the round | round foot .
"Since his father jumped off the building and died a long time ago, who was the one who poisoned me ten years ago?"
The hot mobile phone was surprisingly hot in the palm of the hand, and a little sweat from the side of the cheek was stained on the smooth screen. An Xumo hastily cleaned the screen with a tissue, got up and went into the bathroom to wash his face.
The clear water drops slowly flowed down the delicate outline, and the fair complexion appeared more transparent after being soaked in water. An Xumo doesn't have the habit of putting on makeup during his daily practice. His own conditions are excellent, and his whole body reveals a sense of clarity unique to teenagers. Although he has a different temperament from Zhou Jinchen, there is no doubt that the two All unconsciously exude extreme attraction to others.
It's just that when An Xumo looked up at himself in the mirror, it was difficult for him to feel confident and at ease.
He thought he would have to change back to his dance practice clothes in the afternoon, but he only put on a pure white pullover T-shirt and black shorts casually. This outfit looked shabby even in the original high school, let alone to meet his brother.
An Xumo was editing the information to ask Tang Tang for leave, while biting the tip of his tongue thinking about the time when the two hadn't seen each other. When he is anxious, he likes to bite the tip of his tongue, which was originally his method to satisfy his hunger. In fact, An Xumo doesn't need to think about it, he is counting the accumulated date every day - the last time he and Zhou Jinshen met was a year ago, 370 days have passed, this date can finally be reset to zero, and then Counting from scratch.
Tang Tang called directly, and An Xumo's tongue was a little numb, and he tried his best to apologize: "I'm really sorry, there are important things at home, and I'll make up for the exercises when I come back."
Fortunately, he got a new agent today, and the course has not yet been determined. Tang Tang let go after a few words of advice, An Xumo didn't dare to delay any longer, tugged at the hem of his T-shirt, and left the company in a hurry.