Yan Xixi and Xu Xiaoya took a taxi to attend the wedding of college classmate Zhou Xiaoxuan.
A conversation between the host and the frustrated male listener came from the radio on the car.
Male listener: "My girlfriend thinks I am poor and wants to break up with me. What should I do?"
Host: "Then are you poor?"
Male listener: "I think I'm making a good job."
Host: "How much is your monthly salary?"
Male listener: "1800 yuan."
Host: "Your salary is the amount, do you have a part-time job?"
Male listener: "No."
Host: "What kind of amateur activities do you have after get off work?"
Male listener: "My amateur loves hiking, basking in the park, and stopping in the slow time to wait for your soul..."
Host: "In this case, you should not wait for your soul. Do you know what your usual activities should be? You go to the largest shopping mall in the city, and go to the business community after get off work. Do you know? Pay attention to the price of various products..."
Xu Xiaoya laughed: "This host has a bad view of all values, but I like it."
Yan Xixi couldn't smile, and her eyes fell on her handbag.
At that time, the taxi had already stopped at the entrance of the most luxurious hotel in the city. She and Xu Xiaoya felt broken as soon as they got off the taxi.
"Wow, is this a luxury car show? Maserati, Bentley, Ferrari... Look carefully at the car that just stopped. Could it be the legendary Aston Martin OEN-77?"
A tall man got out of the car, and many people rushed up to say hello to him.
"Who is this? That's so grand?"
Yan Xixi walked a few steps behind Xu Xiaoya and walked towards the lobby with the clouds of guests.
The students were sitting at the table at the edge, and there were two empty seats. The bride Zhou Xiaoxuan was standing next to her.
She was warmly greeting everyone: "There are many customers today, but the greetings are not good. Old classmates should be more considerate. Everyone eats and drinks well, which can be considered a small classmate reunion."
"You're welcome, congratulations on marrying into a wealthy family."
"Married so well, don't forget to support your old classmates. By the way, let's introduce me to a rich man..."
"You can just look at it. The diamond kings and five of them are my husband's good friends. By the way, even Mr. Wang is here..."
"God? Mr. Wang is here? Your husband is so proud..."
Zhou Xiaoxuan was proud and said, "If you like someone, tell me and I'll introduce you to you."
"real?"
"certainly."
"Look, Yan Xixi and Xu Xiaoya are here..."
Everyone immediately started to cheer: "The two beauties are here so late, so get three cups of fine."
Xu Xiaoya smiled and said, "Xiaoxuan, congratulations."
Yan Xixi also said: "Congratulations."
Zhou Xiaoxuan's eyes swept over Yan Xixi's body: "Please sit down quickly, old classmates are here to give me face. By the way, Xixi, didn't Huang Xiaojue come with you?"
Yan Xixi's face did not change her complexion: "He is busy with work and has no time."
Zhou Xiaoxuan smiled faintly and casually closed her hair, "I'm so busy that I don't have time to have a holiday on the National Day?"
Xu Xiaoya's eyes were sharp and immediately grabbed her wrist: "Xiaoxuan, what kind of watch are you doing? You're so beautiful."
It was a fantastic blue watch with platinum inlaid with dark blue enamel fritillaria on the dial background, a small bridge, white railings, a boy and a girl on the bridge, a boy shows minutes, and a girl shows hours.
"God, isn't this the legendary Van Clerk Arpels Lover Bridge? It is said that at midnight, the girl will jump gently into the boy's arms and kiss him and then quickly separate? Isn't it?"
"Xiaoxuan, you are really rich. You are not from the same world as us."
Zhou Xiaoxuan smiled sweetly: "In addition to the rich, there are two kinds of people in the world: one is to save money and buy luxury goods and show off, and the other is to save money and can't afford luxury goods."
Yan Xixi remained silent all the time. When she heard this, her face turned red like blood, as if she was sitting on pins and needles.
Xu Xiaoya heard this and looked at Yan Xixi embarrassedly.
Everyone was silent, and their eyes were all on Yan Xixi's bag.
Zhou Xiaoxuan smiled and said, "Okay, classmates, I have to go and greet other guests. Everyone eats and drinks well. We will brag if it is empty in the afternoon."
"You're busy with your business, don't worry about us."
The two bridesmaids turned around with her, leaving behind a graceful back, cut a unique wedding dress, revealing a large amount of skin that is better than snow, and a Y-shaped pure white diamond-inlaid necklace was in the middle of the back.
"Look, ZIP's necklace, a big Hollywood female star has worn it like this."
"How much?"
"That watch costs 700,000 to 800,000. How much does this necklace cost? And the blue wedding ring she wore, have you seen it? Pink diamonds are rare in China, and blue diamonds are more valuable, so they are definitely
Wear tens of millions on your body.”
"Wow, I heard that Zhou Xiaoxuan's husband has a net worth of hundreds of millions. No wonder she can afford such a good thing..."
"It's better to marry than to do a good job. We can't afford it even if we work hard for a lifetime."
A boy interviewed: "Beauties, don't just look at men's money, but also about character. If you don't have a good character, you won't live a good life..."
"And, who said that a rich man will lose to a loser in character? Besides, without the fulfillment of his wallet, how can he be in peace in his heart? Many people put the cart before the horse."
"According to your words, we losers don't need to marry a wife?"
"Beauties would rather be a backup tire for tall, handsome and rich than accept the behavior of the loser, which ensures human progress in genetic terms."
"Ha, I have eight million in my hand..." A boy shook his cell phone, "Damn it, it's a pity that it's pixels."
Everyone laughed.
Yan Xixi could no longer sit down, so she got up and went to the bathroom.
She stayed in the bathroom for a long time, and when she came out, she tidied her hair in front of the mirror.
Suddenly, I saw a pair of wolf-like eyes in the sanitary mirror.
It was a tall man, the owner of the Aston Martin.
The eyes fell on half of her cheek that had just brushed away from her long hair, and she was stunned. Then, unscrupulous, and then, looking down, a strange smile appeared on her face.
Yan subconsciously blocked her, but how could she have time? It was her handbag today, a high-quality imitation LV bought from Taobao for a few hundred yuan. This man looked at her vanity at a glance.
In the unconcealed sarcasm of the man, she ran away in a mess.