Since President Lang has already said that he wants to take the neighbor's little wolf cub on a shopping spree, he will naturally do what he says.
So at exactly nine o'clock in the morning, Lang Yixing drove his modified low-key Hummer and brought Lang Zhi to Jinting Shopping Mall.
Jinting Shopping Mall is the largest high-end shopping mall in City A, bar none. Although there is no restriction on the wealth or status of the people who come here, the people who come here to shop are at least well-off. After all, even a lunch here costs at least a thousand yuan, not to mention other things.
However, even though this place is high-end, it cannot resist the interest of ordinary people who want to broaden their horizons. In addition, the mall itself does not have many restrictions, so there are many people walking around in the mall.
It was not the first time that Lang Zhi saw such a large shopping mall, but it was the first time that he walked in so openly. Even though the future little male god was a little better than his peers in all aspects of character, he still didn't dare to speak loudly when he first came to this place.
Fortunately, there is a super arrogant and overbearing President Lang next to the little male god. Even if he is wearing a shirt and pants that do not look high-end at all, he can still shock everyone who looks at him with his aura.
The so-called cool, handsome and domineering president is fully demonstrated in this president of Langda.
So, as soon as these two, one big and one small, entered the mall, they attracted the attention and curiosity of everyone who saw them.
Waiter 1: "Oh my god! Look, look, look! The guy who walked in is a real domineering CEO! Look at his icy face, domineering body, and super long legs! I can't help it! I really want to go up and worship him! I really want to pay him homage!!"
Waiter 2: "Open your titanium alloy eyes and see clearly! That CEO is not alone! Look, he has a little tail behind him! Look at the appearance of that kid, wow, he will definitely be a handsome man who can stun people when he grows up!!"
Waiter 3: "Hey, this picture of a big and a small person doesn't look right! They don't look like a family."
Waiter 2: "You don't believe me when I say you're stupid! Don't just look at the style! The son can look like either his father or his mother! The key is the face! Look at the little boy's appearance, he looks exactly like the president!"
Instantly, all the waiters stared with wide eyes and looked carefully, then nodded in unison: "Now that you put it that way, it's true. Tsk, it turns out that even the good man and big CEO can't get our turn, they have already been taken by others..."
Little Langzhi was looking at the dazzling array of things in the mall with excitement, and had no time to listen to gossip. But President Langda was different. His eyesight and hearing were superb. When he heard the waiter's discussion, he was not angry, but stared at Langzhi's profile.
After a while, Lang, the little male god, noticed his gaze and looked up: "What are you looking at? Stop staring at me. I'm more handsome than you even if you keep looking at me."
Lang Yixing immediately smiled in a good mood. Who said that their painting styles were different? Not only did this boy's face look the same as his, but his personality was also very similar.
"What to eat?"
"There's a lot of ice cream over there, buy a bucket and have some."
President Langda waved his hand and said, "Buy it!"
"What are you wearing?"
"These children's clothes are quite suitable for me, don't you think?"
President Langda waved his hand cheerfully: "Wrap them all up!"
"What else?"
"These clothes are very suitable for Second Father, we must not let them go."
Lang Yixing looked around and nodded in agreement: "You have good taste, kid! I'll buy it!"
So the waiters at various counters in Jinting Shopping Mall saw this kind of shopping behavior of buying while walking, which was like robbery.
After selling five high-end windbreakers at once, waiter 1 couldn't help but hold his stomach: "This is obviously Jinting Shopping Mall, right?! It's the mall with the highest consumption level in City A, comparable to the luxurious metropolises abroad, right?! Why did I just have the illusion that I was a street vendor selling at a discount?!"
Waiter 2 looked at his performance calmly: "Don't try to guess what the rich man is thinking. What's more, how obvious is his intention? He clearly wants to please his son. Whatever his son wants, a father will buy it unconditionally. And I recognized the man when he swiped the card just now. He is the president of Langfeng Group. He has a lot of money, so don't embarrass yourself."
As a result, just as waiter 2 finished speaking and waiter 1 hadn't responded, a sharp female voice rang out beside them: "What were you talking about just now?! The president of Langfeng Group is buying things for his son?"
The questioning and angry tone made the two waiters shut up. They looked up and saw a woman dressed in rich and beautiful clothes, about 30 years old. Her clothes were very expensive, and she was obviously rich. At this time, her expression was a bit sarcastic and angry, and she said to the two waiters: "Who gave you the courage to speak ill of Mr. Lang here?! Do you still have any professional quality?! Not to mention that Mr. Lang's assets are not something you can talk about casually, just the fact that you made up that he bought things for his son can make you lose your jobs!!"
Zhao Mutong looked at the two waiters in front of her angrily, feeling quite uncomfortable. She had been meeting Lang Yixing by chance at a fixed place these days, and she was already in a bad mood. Today, she finally met him here by chance, but as soon as she arrived, she heard the waiters talking nonsense. And the content of their conversation was something that made her particularly uncomfortable.
Originally, although Zhao Mutong was angry, she had no intention of going up to the two waiters to argue with them, as this would make her look quite cheap. However, she caught a glimpse of Lang Yixing and the other man walking back towards her, and immediately she thought of a way to attract Lang Yixing's attention.
"Sorry, sorry! We spoke nonsense, please don't mind! We will apologize immediately!"
Zhao Mutong snorted coldly: "You should just go and apologize to Mr. Lang. I just can't stand it for the moment."
According to Zhao Mutong's idea, Lang Yixing, who had heard the noise, would definitely come over to see what happened. Then he would know that she was protecting his image, and would take the initiative to greet her or express gratitude. With this, she would naturally be able to catch up with Lang Yixing.
It was just that President Lang did come here with his little tail. But when the two waiters were about to bow their heads and apologize to him, President Lang said nonchalantly: "What's wrong? What is there to apologize for? You are right. I am just trying to please my son."
As a result, the little male god Lang rolled his eyes in disdain in his heart and asked, "Who is your son?"
Zhao Mutong even shouted directly: "Impossible! Isn't your son dead?"
At this moment, Lang Yixing's expression suddenly turned gloomy.
Zhao Mutong's face froze, knowing that he had said the wrong thing.
At this moment, as if complaining that this place was not lively enough, another frivolous voice rang out: "Tsk tsk, Miss Zhao, you are not right. It is not certain whether President Lang's son is dead or not! After all, the body has not been found! Back then, he came to our Pi family specifically to make a scene because of this matter. He was really arrogant."
Zhao Mutong turned around instantly after hearing this, and what she saw was Pi Chang, who was now the second in command of the second generation of the Pi family.
Obviously, now is not a good time to make friends with Lang Yixing, so Zhao Mutong looked around and pretended to be indifferent and left quickly. Lang Yixing was left with a gloomy look on his face, looking at the Pichang across the street.
"Tsk, what are you looking at? Can't you see that others are living better than you?"
Lang Yixing looked at his expression and laughed instead of getting angry: "Wasn't it enough that I beat you up last time? You actually have the guts to show off in front of me? Do you really think I won't beat you up?"
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Lang Yixing's eyes became fierce when he heard that, and he was about to kick him out of the city wall, but he found that there was someone faster than him.
Without even thinking about it, Lang Zhi threw the bucket of ice cream in his hand to the ground.
"Did I kill your whole family? Are you cursing me to die early?"
"Pi Changhai ah tm,"
"Also, sorry, my hand slipped just now."
Suddenly, there was a gasp from the surroundings. Oh my god! With this sudden arrogant and domineering look, he must be President Lang’s biological child! His biological child, right? !