Wen Tong was so busy that Chen Zinan's phone rang like a ghost.
"In the office?" she asked concisely.
"Well.."
"Have you sold to your company? You get up earlier than a rooster and go to bed later than a lady. Do you think you are an iron man and don't even need a break? I tell you Wen Tong, women work too hard and are older than the bark of a tree.
It’s fast, not to mention that no one wants you now. If you don’t pay attention to maintenance, you will really become a yellow-faced woman, and you will be left with so many people that you can’t find the north even if you cry..."
"Okay, okay, ancestor." Wen Tong begged for mercy, "I'll pack my things and get off work right now."
"That's right. I'm downstairs in your unit, go shopping with me."
I knew she was going to go on a shopping spree again.
Wen Tong hurried downstairs, and Chen Zinan sat in the nanny car and waved to her.
After getting in the car, Chen Zinan took off his sunglasses and said excitedly: "The store in Mong Kok has several new handbags. Let's go and take a look."
Chen Zinan's status is different now, so she is dressed extremely luxuriously from head to toe.
In her words, people rely on clothes and beauty depends on grooming. There are only lazy women and there are no ugly women.
Wen Tong only accompanied her to this kind of luxury store a few times.
It is magnificent from the top of the head to the soles of the feet, and it has no certain value. When you stand here, you feel like you are trembling all over.
The waiter has a standard eight-tooth smile and is always able to skillfully call out each customer's name when he sees them.
"Miss Chen, welcome."
"Well, I want to take a look at the handbag." Chen Zinan raised his chin, looking like a man of wealth.
Wen Tong snickered and pinched her waist secretly.
She glared at her awkwardly, then laughed immediately, nodded her nose and whispered: "You are a rich person when you enter here, so you have to pretend to be rich."
Wen Tong nodded calmly.
The waiter brought out several handbags, all of which are new this year.
Chen Zinan picked up this one to look at it, then picked up that one to study it, and finally hesitated between the two handbags.
So I asked Wen Tong for his opinion, "Which one is better?"
Wen Tong carefully compared them and pointed at one of the black ones, "This is the black calfskin one. The design of the gold buckle is very unique and detailed, and it matches your style very well."
She picked up the price tag, glanced at it, and rubbed it dizzy.
Day, five digits.
"Okay, it's up to you." Chen Zinan was just about to pick up the handbag to pay, when suddenly a soft white and slender hand stretched out, and took the handbag over with surprised eyes.
"Auntie, this is so beautiful. It suits you very well." The girl seemed to have discovered a new world, gesturing with her leather bag on the woman dressed as a lady behind her.
The woman smiled and picked up the handbag gracefully, as if she was very interested. She looked at it in front of the mirror. This handbag really matched her elegant and noble dress.
"How about it, aunt, let's go with this one." The girl suggested enthusiastically.
"Okay, I believe in Ling'er's vision."
The girl named Ling'er said to the waiter without hesitation: "Wrap it up."
He didn't even bother to glance at the string of numbers on the price tag, as if they were just carrots and cabbage in the market.
"yes.."
"Hey, are you blind? Didn't you see that I picked this handbag first?"
Chen Zinan rushed between the two of them and forcibly snatched the handbag from the waiter's hand. He looked like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
Wen Tong pulled her but didn't hold her back.
"Did you see it first?" Ling'er smiled contemptuously and looked her up and down, "Then did you pay?"
"If you like it, you will pay naturally."
"Since you haven't paid for it, then it's not yours." Ling'er pointed to the waiter and said arrogantly: "Wrap it up for me."
"How dare you." Chen Zinan glared at the waiter.
The young waiter was stunned, in a dilemma.
Ling'er curled her lips disdainfully, "Can you afford it? Look at your skirt, it's obviously last year's style, and look at these shoes, hehe, they're made of outdated crocodile skin, tsk tsk, no money.
Just don’t come here to pretend to be rich and spend money on your wallet/the people who support you can’t afford it, right?”
"What did you say? You are a bastard?" Chen Zinan's eyes were red with anger, and he pointed at Ling'er's shoulder, "You are such a stinky person, you only know how to talk, look at your rough old face, let Lin Zi
I thought it was dead tree bark..."
The face of the woman behind Ling'er suddenly darkened. Although Chen Zinan was not talking about her, the listener did.
She ignored the two of them and said directly to the waiter: "I'll pay double the price to wrap it up."
Chen Zinan suddenly fell silent and looked at this lady in disbelief.
The lady glanced at her coldly, her eyes full of indifference.
"Forget it, Anan." Wen Tong was about to pull Chen Zinan away, but Ling'er suddenly rushed over and waved at Chen Zinan.
Wen Tong blocked it with inertia, and only heard a sound.
Ling'er fell to the ground softly and weakly.
"You dare to push me?" Ling'er glared at Wen Tong, "You poor bitches."
Wen Tong was unintentional and was about to apologize, but when she heard her bottomless swearing, she also scolded unceremoniously: "Everything should be done first, first come first. If you don't get it, you will rob it. You are a robber."
His behavior and verbal insults to those who can't get something are worse than robbers and a scoundrel."
"That's right, young lady." The lady who had been silent the whole time came over, looked Wen Tong up and down, and met her neither humble nor arrogant gaze. She smiled coldly, turned to Ling'er and said, "I don't want this bag anymore.
, I have been touched by these unclean women, how can I carry it out in the future, let’s go.”
"Who are you calling an unclean woman?" Chen Zinan was unconvinced and wanted to chase her. Wen Tong grabbed her, shook her head, and signaled her to forget it.
When you are away from home, it is better to have one more thing to do than one less thing to do. It is better to have one more friend than one more enemy.
Ling'er walked to the door and unwillingly made a contemptuous gesture towards the two of them, "Smelly woman, let's wait and see."
"Xiaotong, don't hold me, or I won't tear her mouth apart." Chen Zinan rushed out with all her strength, and Wen Tong almost used all her strength to hold her back.
The two of them walked out of the boutique and saw the lady getting into a luxury car from a distance.
Looking at the car, Chen Zinan suddenly couldn't say a word.
She remembered clearly that this was Beichen Zhehan's car.
Oh my God, that noble lady couldn't be Beichen Zhehan's mother. In this way, she really offended someone who shouldn't be offended.
Wen Tong didn't realize it, but she pulled Chen Zinan's arm, with a little girl's longing in her eyes, "Anan, let's go to the snack street behind the school to eat red bean cakes?"
"Oh...ah, okay." Chen Zinan obviously lacked confidence and interest.
How could this happen? That woman turned out to be from Beichen's family. If she was really Beichen Zhehan's mother, her little plan would be in vain.