Zhang Yang's message asking her to change her group nickname was still hanging on it, and it hit her in the face hard... In addition, she was also angry when she was buying engagement jewelry.
Li Mo tightened her fingers on the phone, and her expression became worse and worse.
At this time, the clerk who went in first came out with a paper bag and respectfully returned the black card to the beautiful woman next to her: "Miss Guan, please take your jewelry."
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Li Mo listened for a while.
Search in my mind for people with the surname Guan in Beijing.
Not long after she returned to China, she did come into contact with one or two people named Guan, but they were all people who could not be ranked in front of her.
Li Mo watched with cold eyes as the beautiful woman put away the card, stood up, picked up the paper bag, and left without checking the millions of jewelry inside.
"Ha." She sneered in a low voice, as if mocking the other person's pretense. She even fiddled with the manicure she had just done, and lowered her eyes and remembered a saying she had heard: The poorer the people, the more they like to pretend to be rich!
Some poor people are clearly struggling just to have enough food and clothing, but they like to buy luxury goods that they cannot afford. Such people can't afford H's bags, so they buy belts and accessories. It seems that as long as they consume luxury goods, they can become one of the world's richest people.
Just like celebrities.
This woman is probably like this too.
Buying a multi-million dollar set of jewelry without blinking an eye without even checking it is just to show off your wealth in front of them.
Even if a truly rich person can afford these things, it doesn't mean that she won't check and choose again and again... Only the money imagined by the poor is so superficial!
Li Mo watched the other party's leaving figure and was even more sure that the other party must be a canary kept by an old man. He took the black card of the financial owner and pretended to be in SEVEN.
She is too lazy to argue with such people and lower her class.
"Ms. Li, your necklace has been packed for you." At this time, her shopping guide also came out and handed over an equally exquisite paper bag.
Li Mo picked up her handbag and took out a card: "Swipe the card."
"Okay." The clerk took the card with both hands, swiped some money carefully, returned the bank card to Li Mo, and asked softly: "Miss Li, do you need us to take you back?"
This is the regular arrangement in the store.
If a customer buys jewelry, they will be responsible for sending the customer home safely if necessary.
This is also SEVEN’s unique rule.
Even the car used to transport guests is a black Rolls-Royce Phantom, which is low-key yet stylish, which is the brand concept of SEVEN.
Li Mo thought about today's troubles, plus she didn't bring a driver, so she casually clicked her chin: "Okay."
The clerk went to prepare the arrangements.
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at the same time.
Guan Yan, who had been accused by Li Mo and pretended to be wealthy, had just walked out of the shopping mall, took out his car keys, opened the door of his Bentley parked on the side of the road, and threw the paper bag in.
She bent over and got into the driver's seat and was about to fasten her seat belt.
Guan Yan raised her eyes and saw through the car glass that the woman who had just snatched jewelry from her in the store was leaving the mall surrounded by bodyguards in black.
"Tsk." She smacked her lips, thinking of Li Mo's vaguely critical gaze on her before, and felt funny.
But Guan Yan had met many different kinds of people, and had no interest in superficial people like Li Mo who could see through them at a glance. She swayed her legs and played with her phone the whole time, ignoring the other person's unreasonable looks and scrutiny.
At this time, Guan Yan's cell phone placed on the passenger seat rang.
She reached out to pick up her phone and saw Qin Si's name dancing on the screen.