Mrs. Nie smiled so hard that the wrinkles on her face looked like a big chrysanthemum waving in the wind: "Come on, let's not say much, go in first!"
She pulled Huanyan upwards. Huanyan was so smelled by the smell of perfume on her body that she almost sneezes, so she quickly stayed away from her silently.
But at this moment, Mrs. Nie uttered, as if someone had hit her.
His fat body trembled and his face twisted.
Through Mrs. Nie's fat body, Huanyan saw an old man next to her.
The old man was not tall and was wearing a shabby cotton coat, which seemed to be patched.
The hair is gray and gray, and looks weathered.
I had a shabby bag on my shoulder, and I felt like I was either selling newspapers or buying mineral water bottles.
It seemed that the old man was coming down from the lobby. He was probably staggering when he was old. He accidentally hit Mrs. Nie's elbow and rubbed her ostrich feather cloak.
Mrs. Nie was originally a snob, bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
Seeing that such an obviously poor old man dared to hit such a noble woman, he immediately got angry and shouted in a sharp voice: "Oh, do you old guy, do you want to live? Ah, what's this place!
Jinbi Haoting, isn’t the place where people like you can come, hurry up, get out!”
While saying that, he patted his ostrich feather shawl hard.
This shawl was bought by someone she had just sent a cop in Milan, and it was hundreds of thousands of dollars a piece!
If the dust and greasy ones on the lower-class people's body are stained, they will not be able to clean them even when they are dry, which will be disgusting!
The old man glanced at Mrs. Nie and muttered something that Mrs. Nie couldn't understand, probably saying that he would rub it so lightly, why bother so much.
The more Mrs. Nie looked at her, the more disgusting she felt, and waved her hand: "Security, come quickly! Who is this person? In such a place! Hurry up and drive him out and send him to the police, the police station!"
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Huanyan turned her head and looked at the old man. Seeing his weather-beaten face, he looked confused, and seemed to have no idea why this rich lady called the police and the police to deal with him.
She felt unbearable and pulled Mrs. Nie's sleeve: "Mrs. Nie, there is no need to do this! People may have come here to pick up some used bottles and sell them for money. It's a livelihood. It's not easy, let him go!"
"Grandma, what is this place? How can you just take the opportunity to pick up bottles and sell them for money? It seems that picking up bottles is fake, probably because you want to take the opportunity to steal things. It's true! The jewelry we are all priceless.
Yes, they touched him, although he couldn't afford it, why bother to take advantage of these lowly people? He just broke my clothes, and it was a good thing that I didn't ask him to compensate. I guess he wouldn't be able to afford it for the rest of his life.
It’s okay if you live in a slum and join the mice, what qualifications do you have to wander in front of us..."
Huanyan looked at Mrs. Nie's arrogant and domineering look, and couldn't help but feel disgusted in her heart.
She has always felt that people with real status and status should treat everyone equally, and this is the true nobility.
What is more noble than any brand-name handbag is tolerance.
A truly successful person should never show such a dislike of the poor and the rich!