The waiter seemed to be in a hurry to do business and said hurriedly: "The price can be negotiated, but the maximum cost is fifty taels."
Xiaoman felt embarrassed, and began to think about how to get rid of the guy in front of her. Suddenly, a voice sounded in her ears, "Master Bo, why are you here?"
Hearing the sound, the waiter next to Xiaoman hurriedly put away the box on the table, threw him away, and ran towards the man in rich clothes.
Moreover, not only the clerk next to Xiaoman, but also the clerks in the entire store seemed to rush towards the man in colorful clothes.
No need to ask, that man in colorful clothes must be a big customer. Thinking of this, Xiaoman couldn't help but look at the man carefully.
I saw that he was about 20 years old, fairly handsome in appearance, but his face was pale and his eyelids were swollen. At first glance, he looked like a pompous young man who stayed up late and fooled around.
Looking at the guards next to him, although their clothes are neat and gorgeous, their temperament lacks discipline. They don't look like the guards of an official family.
Could it be said that he is the second generation of super rich people?
Xiaoman guessed right. This man's name is Bolian, and he is the son of Bowen, the richest man in Yunchu City.
Surrounded by everyone, Bolian listened casually to the sales pitches of the guys around him, but his mind was not on that at all.
Because, his eyes have been fixed on a beautiful woman wearing a red dress in the store.
Xiaoman followed Bolian's gaze and saw the woman in red choosing a wig. She looked left and right and seemed to like a beautifully crafted silver wig, but she seemed very hesitant.
At this time, Bolian smiled infatuatedly, walked to the woman in red, and said: "Haha, miss, do you like this thing? If you like it, I will give it to you and treat it as a friend."
The woman in red turned around, gave Bolian a disgusted look, and said: "Young Master, I can buy the things I like myself, so I don't need you to bother."
Being rejected by the beauty, Bolian's mouth twitched, but the charming smile on his face seemed to be even brighter. He reached into his arms, took out an exquisite money bag, and put it on the table next to him.
Throw it away and say: "You have personality. Grandpa, I like this purse. There are fifty taels of gold in it. If you follow me, these golds will be yours."
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