Jiang Zhihao said oh and did not ask any more questions.
As long as Wang Yingjun's safety can be confirmed, that's all. If I ask too many questions, I'm afraid Zhong Jiawei will misunderstand.
"There will be many big stars coming to this award ceremony. You have to buy a decent dress." Zhong Jiawei said.
Jiang Zhihao wore too many suits in his previous life and was already tired of them. Now he prefers casual or sportswear.
But he would not refuse his wife's request, so he nodded and said: "Then go buy one while it's still open."
He said it was a casual purchase, but Zhong Jiawei still took him to a higher-end commercial street.
Luxury brands are everywhere here. Although Jiang Zhihao and Zhong Jiawei don't have much idea about luxury goods, since they want to buy something, they can't go too low-end.
In any case, Jiang Zhihao is now a rich man with a net worth of over 10 billion.
While shopping with Jiang Zhihao, Zhong Jiawei said with emotion: "Think about how hard our lives were in the past few years, and in the blink of an eye, you have made so much money. Sometimes I feel like I am dreaming.
I’m really afraid that when I open my eyes again, I’ll wake up from the dream.”
Jiang Zhihao smiled and said: "I will feel the same way, but I am very sure that this is not a dream."
Zhong Jiawei is afraid of going back to the past, and so is Jiang Zhihao, but their fear of the past is not the same thing.
However, Lingling thought about it and said with a smile: "Mom, Dad, you think too much. Besides, as long as our family is together, even if we really go back to the past, we can start over again!"
"That's right." Zhong Jiawei also laughed.
The family of three browsed various stores in a cheerful mood. Jiang Zhihao first bought two sets of clothes for Zhong Jiawei and Lingling, and then was dragged by Zhong Jiawei to a relatively high-end men's clothing store.
"Don't just buy it for us. The focus this time is on your clothes. Don't get the priorities wrong!" Zhong Jiawei pointed to a set of men's clothing displayed in the cabinet and asked: "How about this one? I think it's okay. Do you want it?
Try it?"
"Then give it a try." Jiang Zhihao said.
Zhong Jiawei looked around, called a salesperson, pointed at the suit, and said, "Please help me take that suit and take a look."
The salesperson looked at her and Jiang Zhihao, and then said, "Sorry, this set is for display and not for sale."
"That's it..." Zhong Jiawei looked regretful. She liked this outfit very much, but since the salesperson said she wouldn't sell it, she could only look at other items.
She took Jiang Zhihao and walked around the store, but couldn't find any more suitable clothes. Just when she was about to leave in disappointment, she saw the salesperson taking out the men's clothing from the cabinet and handing it to a middle-aged woman.
in hand.
The middle-aged woman didn't look much at it and said directly: "That's it."
As she spoke, she took out her bank card and seemed ready to swipe it to settle the bill.
The salesperson looked flattering and said, "Okay, Mrs. Liu, I'll wrap it up for you right now."
Zhong Jiawei walked over a little unhappy and asked, "Didn't you just say that this set of clothes is not for sale? How can she buy it?"
The salesperson was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to explain.
Mrs. Liu glanced at Zhong Jiawei, with a hint of surprise in her eyes, but what followed was full of jealousy.
Her appearance is not bad, she must have been a beauty when she was young, but the passage of time has carved too many marks on her face.
Compared with Zhong Jiawei, who is still full of youthful vitality, she looks too old.