Xu Changsheng didn't care about external things. He always wore two sets of cloth clothes, one black and one gray.
It was made by an old tailor in Panlong Village.
Very cheap, only a few dozen yuan.
In addition, Zhou Kui's clothes are not brand-name goods, and they only cost a few hundred yuan.
No wonder the female shop assistant's face was full of disdain.
The Elena brand can easily cost over RMB 10,000, so how could a poor couple like this be qualified to enter?
"Still not leaving? Why are you standing still?" The female clerk said coldly: "Have I not been straightforward enough? A pair of my underwear is worth one month's salary for you. Come on, come on, hurry up!"
Xu Changsheng touched his nose awkwardly and glanced at Zhou Kui.
He really has no money.
Many customers in the store looked at the show with a condescending look like a rich person looking at a poor person.
Being stared at by the female clerk and so many customers, Zhou Kui's face turned red and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole in the ground. She dragged Xu Changsheng with her head buried in the ground and whispered: "What are you looking at me for? I only have more than two thousand in my card."
I’ve spent 1 yuan to tell you not to enter this store, it’s so valuable.”
"Haha, don't you have money?" The female clerk had a clear expression on her face, and a disdainful smile appeared on her lips: "If you are poor, you must consider yourself. You must know that you should live in a dirty pigsty instead of coming to us.
A high-end store like Elena is asking for shame!"
Xu Changsheng frowned, a little annoyed by the female clerk's noise, and was about to take out his mobile phone and ask Guo Shanhu or Pang Tianxiong to send some money.
At this time, a man and a woman walked over arm in arm.
"Hey, Sister Zhou, and Mr. Xu, who is rich from heaven, are you here too?"
The man wore a suit and leather shoes, was in his mid-twenties, and looked like a successful man.
"Zhao Mou?" Zhou Kui was stunned: "Why are you here?"
The man turned out to be Aunt Deng's son, Zhao Mou, who worked as a lobby manager in a bank. The woman next to him wore rich makeup and had a pretty good figure, with a bulging front and back.
Zhao Moupi looked at Zhou Kui and Xu Changsheng with a smile, and said with a hint of sharpness and anger in his tone: "I brought my girlfriend Meifang to buy clothes, what? You want to buy too? Look at you like this, it seems
Are you short of money?"
Seeing that his tone was not good, Zhou Kui's face turned cold, and he bit the bullet and retorted: "You know best whether we have money or not, but we just forgot to bring it out."
"Haha, stop pretending." Zhao Mou sneered and said: "I have gone out to inquire. You are from the Zhou family. The Zhou family has some money. It's a pity that you are not reused in the Zhou family. No matter how much money you have, it doesn't matter to you.
This Xu Changsheng is a waste from the countryside. You know better than me what that seven million is!"
Xu Changsheng asked funnyly: "What money?"
Zhao Mou glanced at him indifferently and said: "It can only be the payment for goods from the Zhou family, or money such as working capital. Anyway, it is not yours in the end. According to the information I heard, you two do not have any channels and
If you have the ability, you can earn that huge sum of money."
Zhou Kui retorted: "Zhao Mou, can you stop being so imaginative? I'm sorry, Chang Sheng really has this ability to make money, because he is a very powerful doctor!"
Zhao Mou said in a sinister tone: "Then please buy some clothes at Elena, please, Xu Changsheng, please let me see what you are capable of, hahaha!"
He noticed it from the moment Xu Changsheng and Zhou Kui entered the door.
Therefore, Zhao Mou was sure that the couple had no money.
After Xu Changsheng poured out 7 million in cash from the sack that day, Zhao Mou went back full of hatred. After asking around, he finally guessed that the money should be the working capital that the Zhou family had temporarily placed with Zhou Kui.