"Xiao Gang, forget it! Clothes here are so expensive, one piece is worth my year's salary."
"Brother, I have money. I can buy any clothes here. Don't worry about it."
"Forget it, just buy some clothes for your parents, I don't need them."
"No! You're already here. Buy a few more items. This mall has a full range of brands."
Wang Gang took his sister Wang Ping to the mall and spent tens of thousands of yuan on just a few clothes, which frightened Wang Ping to the point where her heart ached.
Wang Ping pulled Wang Gang aside and asked in a low voice:
"Xiaogang, tell me honestly, how much of your parents' demolition money is left."?
Wang Gang couldn't laugh or cry and said: "Sister, do you think I am a prodigal who spends money wantonly? I only dare to spend like this if I have money. I haven't touched a penny of the demolition money."
Wang Ping became even more nervous and said: "Xiao Gang, you didn't make a mistake! You work in a bank and deal with money all day long, so don't go astray."
"Sister, let me tell you the truth! I invested the demolition money and made a small profit recently, probably less than one million! That's why I wanted to buy some gifts for you and your parents," Wang Gang explained.
"What kind of investment can make so much money!" Wang Ping exclaimed.
"I bought some stocks, and they have risen a lot recently. I made almost a million dollars." Wang Gang said:
"My good sister, don't worry! My money is all earned through formal channels."
Wang Ping looked at Wang Gang seriously, making sure that he didn't seem to be lying, and immediately felt relieved.
"You can't spend it like this even if you make money. You haven't started a family yet, so you have to save the money to marry a wife in the future." Wang Ping said earnestly.
Wang Gang pulled Wang Ping to the counter and gave her a dress.
"You have to spend money to make money, otherwise why make it? What's more, I don't spend it randomly. I make one million and spend one hundred thousand. It's not too much, right?"
Wang Ping said speechlessly: "I'm not as educated as you, and I can't compete with you, but spending more than 100,000 yuan at once is really a waste of money. My parents must be very distressed when they know this."
Wang Gang held Wang Ping's shoulders and said: "I spend money for my family, I am happy, I am happy, and I didn't go out to eat, drink or gamble, so why not."
Wang Ping thought of her husband Zhang Tao's gambling again, and couldn't help but said: "Xiao Gang, your brother-in-law is actually quite good. He only plays mahjong occasionally, but he doesn't play much."
Wang Gang sneered and said: "If he dared to gamble badly and implicate you, I would have dealt with him long ago, and he can still be free until now."
"I know you feel sorry for your sister, but Zhang Tao is the husband I chose. No matter what happens, I will never leave him." Wang Ping said seriously.
"Okay! Let's not talk about that. You try on this dress quickly. If it suits me, I will buy it as your birthday gift." Wang Gang pushed Wang Ping into the fitting room.
Wang Ping took the clothes, but still felt sorry for Qian and said: "I accept your offer, but these clothes are too expensive. Even if you give them to me, I won't dare to wear them!"
"My sister is naturally beautiful. She doesn't dare to wear any clothes." Wang Gang pulled up the curtain outside and said, "I bought it, and if you don't wear it, wouldn't it be more wasteful?"
"You! You just have money to burn." Wang Ping couldn't resist Wang Gang, so she still tried on clothes.
Wang Gang smiled and went to choose a pair of shoes to match his clothes.
Wang Ping dropped out of school early for the sake of her family. Although Wang Gang did not let her support her in her studies, she still felt guilty and always wanted to make amends.
Wang Gang took a white flat leather shoe, and just as he was about to call the salesperson, he grabbed the leather shoe with his other hand.
"Sir, this shoe was the one I took a fancy to first."
Wang Gang looked along the sound and found a rather elegant and beautifully dressed woman clutching her shoes.
"Madam, you don't need to grab these shoes if you like them!" Wang Gang frowned.
"I asked the salesperson, there is only one pair of these shoes left in the store." The woman tried her best not to snatch the shoes away.
"The problem is that the pair of shoes I got first, there must be someone who comes first!" Wang Gang didn't want to spoil a woman.
"Obviously I was the one who took a fancy to it first! I went over there and asked the salesperson, why are you, a grown man, embarrassed to compete with a woman for shoes?"
Wang Gang raised the corner of his mouth, feeling the woman's great luck, and said: "Ma'am, please be reasonable! I obviously picked up the shoes first, and you ran over to grab them, so you should be the one who is embarrassed!"
The woman was furious and said angrily: "Obviously I took a fancy to it first, why do you mean you picked it up first?"
Wang Gang smiled and said: "Now the fact is that the shoes were in my hands first, and then you came to snatch them."
The two people were arguing louder and louder, gradually attracting the attention of other people in the store.
"Then we'll ask the after-sales staff to make an evaluation." The woman said reluctantly.
Seeing that the argument was about to turn into a quarrel, the salesperson hurried over to mediate.
"Madam, I'm sorry, although there is only one pair of these shoes left, our store can arrange the goods quickly. If necessary, we can also arrange for delivery directly to your door."
The woman said arrogantly: "My name is Luo Zijun, I am the VIP of your store. I spend a lot of money in your store every year."
Wang Gang took the shoes back and said: "No one can do this for VIPs. Anyway, I got these shoes first."
Wang Ping in the fitting room also heard the quarrel and ran out quickly.
"Xiao Gang, what happened."
"Sister, it's okay, there's just Obasan competing with me for shoes." Wang Gang said disdainfully.
When Luo Zijun heard Wang Gang's words, his face turned dark immediately.
"Who did you call Obasan!"
Wang Gang looked sideways at Luo Zijun and said, "I think you look like you are thirty if not forty! What are you if you're not Obasan?"
"You, are you polite? Have you ever seen Obasan, a young and beautiful woman like me?" Luo Zijun shouted like a shrew.
Maybe Luo Zijun's voice was a little loud, attracting the attention of a man and woman passing by outside the store.
After the man saw Luo Zijun, he quickly ran into the store.
"Zijun, why are you here?"
"Husband." Luo Zijun was stunned when he saw the man, and then saw a young woman following the man.
"Who is she and why are you in the mall?" Luo Zijun pointed at the woman and asked the man.
The man's name was Chen Junsheng, who was Luo Zijun's husband. In the evening, he had an appointment with a client to discuss business, so he and his colleagues went to the mall to choose a gift. They happened to encounter a conflict between his wife and Wang Gang.
Chen Junsheng glanced at Wang Gang and was immediately surprised.
"Mr. Wang."
Wang Gang smiled and said to Chen Junsheng: "Mr. Chen, what a coincidence!"
Yes, Wang Gang knew Chen Junsheng. The two of them had business dealings before. Wang Gang had received a wave of luck from Chen Junsheng, so he was deeply impressed.
?In fact, Wang Gang saw Luo Zijun's face just now and recognized her identity after feeling the great luck in her body.
The heroine of "The First Half of My Life", Luo Zijun, left a deep impression on Wang Gang.
"Husband, do you know this rude person?" Luo Zijun asked doubtfully.
"Don't talk nonsense. This is Manager Wang of the Public Relations Department of Shenmao Bank." Chen Junsheng asked awkwardly: "Why did you have a conflict with Mr. Wang? Is there any misunderstanding?"
Luo Zijun snorted coldly: "This man is so rude. He not only fought with me for shoes, but also called me Obasan, calling me old."
When Chen Junsheng heard this, he felt a headache and apologized to Wang Gang: "Mr. Wang, I'm sorry, my wife is not sensible. I apologize to you on her behalf."
"Husband, why are you apologizing to him?" Luo Zijun pulled Chen Junsheng and shouted.
"Stop talking." Chen Junsheng was sweating on his forehead.
Wang Gang smiled and said: "Since I am Mr. Chen's wife, I will give these shoes to you!"
"No, no, a gentleman does not win someone's love. Since Manager Wang likes these shoes, we don't want them anymore." Chen Junsheng lowered his waist slightly and said.
"Husband, why are you so humble to him?" Luo Zijun said disdainfully: "He is just a bank clerk, what's so big about him."
Hearing this, Chen Junsheng's face instantly became wonderful.
