The shopping guide saw Ye Tang exuding "poor" attire, and did not despise her. People who work in luxury stores for a long time must have a good eye. Nowadays, many rich people are very low-key. They don’t wear gold, silver, or fancy clothes. Many people are even simpler than ordinary people. Shopping guide services Many customers who wore slippers and big shorts, they came in and picked and chose, and they bought hundreds of thousands of them in a single order.
However, there is still a difference between such rich people and the real poor. The difference lies in their aura. The poor dare not enter the luxury store casually. Even if they enter, their expressions are either overly calm, overly arrogant, or nervous and careful.
When the rich come in, it makes no difference to follow up the vegetable market.
This girl is like that.
Her T-shirts are very cheap, and her school pants for No.87 Middle School are also...
But if you look closely, she looks very beautiful, she has that kind of clean and refined face, not only her looks, but also her walking manners, confident and calm, and she doesn’t look like a student in No.87 Middle School. It’s so strange.... ..
"I want to buy this hat," Ye Tang said to the shopping guide, who went straight to the subject, "I want to try it on."
"Okay," the shopping guide checked her head circumference and gave her a medium-sized one.
It was really warm and comfortable. She asked, "How much is it?"
"This is our new model this winter, 5588 yuan."
"Participate in the 500 off event in the mall?"
"Sorry, we never participate in mall events."
Ye Tang nodded lightly, and under the stunned gaze of the shopping guide lady, he ordered another 56 banknotes and closed the account.
When the shopping guide was packing, Ye Tang said, “You help me cut off the labels—all labels, including brands and washable labels, don’t use your packaging bags, just put them here.” She opened the mobile phone packaging bag, There is enough space inside.
"Um..." The shopping guides looked at each other.
"If the label is cut off, the product cannot be returned or exchanged."
Ye Tang said, "If there is no problem with the hat, why should I return it?"
Well, the shopping guide met her request and watched her leave.
"What a contradictory guest," they whispered.
Ye Tang felt like he hadn't bought anything, but almost spent 20,000 yuan! Only 114 yuan left in his pocket.
She went home and passed the tattoo shop at the entrance of the alley.
Hua Arm Youth and Cen Yannan were at the entrance of the tattoo shop, one squatting on the steps and the other leaning against the wall, both smoking. They saw Ye Tang's full-loaded figure from a distance, and the flower-armed young man smiled and said to Cen Yannan, "Look, Tangtang bought a lot of things. Use the money she won from the card? Hey, he just got the money and started squandering. Up?!"
Thanks to Cen Jin's big mouth, Ye Tang's heroic performance at the mahjong table has spread throughout Fuxing Alley. Cen Yannan already knew about Ye Tang's winning, and he was not surprised. He witnessed Ye Tang's recovery. He felt normal for Ye Tang to do anything.
The young man with flowers arms is called Zheng Yong, who is called "Brother Yong".
Zheng Yong said, "You are also good at playing mahjong. If you play with her, who can win?"
"My mother opened a mahjong room, I can't win money with customers, I don't understand the rules! I win more, my mother earns less!" Cen Yannan said skillfully.
"Eh, it's a pity that your'smartness' is. If I can play mahjong like yours and win money, I will rent a larger store for tattoos, in the most crowded places, high-end office buildings, or shopping malls. Here, places like Yuchu Department Store, hehehe..."
Zheng Yong YY is pursuing his grand plan.
In fact, Luo Xingchuan was deceived by Zheng Yong. Half of the positive reviews he saw on the public comment were made by Zheng Yong. In recent years, competition in the tattoo industry is also fierce. Unlike shopping malls buying clothes, restaurants, and returning customers, most customers only get one or two tattoos. Even if there is, the skin area is limited and can't be tossed many times.
Now that customers are saturated and there are so many similar studios, Zheng Yong's career has fallen into a low ebb, and he can only rely on praise and competition with his peers. One or two customers from his tattoo studio come here to get tattoos on weekdays. It is considered a good business, that is, there are more people on weekends. If the bungalow of the tattoo shop was Zheng Yong’s father’s old house, he would have been unable to make ends meet for a long time. .
"If I won so much money, I would buy a Ducati," Cen Yannan's dream is to own a speeding motorcycle.
Zheng Yong wondered, "Ducati only needs 40,000?"
"I buy second-hand, the cheapest," Cen Yannan sneered, "Besides, can I only win 40,000 yuan? Playing the big one can cost hundreds of thousands every minute."
"Don't take risks in such dark places outside," Zheng Yong took it seriously. "That's no better than your mahjong room. It's all life-threatening. It's real gambling. It's a thousand people. Outsiders have gone. Will be killed."
"I know, isn't this YY? I just said casually, the joke is still terrible?"
Zheng Yong laughed and dusted the ashes, unknowingly he almost finished smoking a cigarette. "I have a motorcycle, Ducati very old model, second-hand ten years ago, when you become an adult, I will give it to you. The car is always old and the engine is very good. You can modify it yourself and spray paint. The same as the new one."
This is really a surprise, "You didn't tease me, did you? Why don't you want a motorcycle?"
"Don't question my character. When did I lie to others? I'm a handful of old bones and don't play these anymore. I'm afraid of accidents. Things that are too exciting, my little heart can't stand it."
Cen Yannan stood upright and bowed to Zheng Yong, "Thank you for your kindness. When I receive your motorcycle, you will be my brother!"
Zheng Yong smiled and kicked him, "Hey, white-eyed wolf, he has to receive a motorcycle to be a real brother. Fortunately, I have always been so good to you!"
The two people laughed together, and the laughter was particularly obvious in the quiet and dim alley.
Ye Tang heard the laughter and saw them. She walked over, "Brother Yong, Yannan, good evening."
Zheng Yong felt very uncomfortable with greeted too well, and he whispered, "Well, it's like the literary accent in TV dramas," he is actually more accustomed to Ye Tang walking past him without him. He used to greet Ye Tang. She paid little attention to it.
Cen Yannan was called "Yannan" by her, which made his heart warm. Ye Tang had never called him this way before, either when he didn't exist, or he was called "Cen Yannan" by his first name and last name. He felt that she was reciting his name in a clear voice with a trace of laziness.