Chapter 140 You are not inferior enough, so you don't need these
In Hong Kong in December, the night is as cool as water.
Gu Kun, who entered the state of a celestial sage on the spiritual platform, hugged Lin Ying's delicate body with one hand, lit a cigar with the other, took a puff of cloud, and said thoughtfully:
"Ying'er, let me go shopping with you at Pacific Place tomorrow. Jewelry, beauty, bags, anything. Why don't you say anything? If you don't like it, you can just find a place in Tsim Sha Tsui, Causeway Bay."
Before saying the second half of the sentence, Gu Kun actually paused for a few seconds because he did not wait for Lin Ying's feedback.
Lin Ying looked at him with confused eyes, as if he was a little unfamiliar. After being asked repeatedly, she came to her senses: "Husband, do you have a new woman again and feel sorry for me? In fact, you don't need to explain to me, I know.
Our relationship...I have no position to speak of you."
This reaction was so sudden that it made Gu Kun confused: "What are you thinking about? I just want to buy something!"
Lin Ying stared into his eyes, checking again and again for ten seconds, then breathed a sigh of relief, with tears flashing faintly, and couldn't help but punch Gu Kun in the chest:
"Who told you to say it so abruptly! I have been your woman for four years. Except for the time when you just wanted my body, when did you officially take the time to go shopping with me? It's so abnormal, I thought you
You have done so many things that I am sorry for."
I can't figure it out in my head.
Gu Kun was a little dissatisfied subconsciously: "Am I such a straight man? I never bought whatever you wanted, but you were too lazy to buy it yourself."
"I'm not talking about money, I'm talking about you buying with me! And you specifically offered to buy with me! Forget it, you can't understand the difference." Lin Ying muttered, but the volume became softer and softer.
, and finally gave up indifferently.
"Listening to your tone, do you still regret being my woman?"
"I can't even talk about regrets. I already know who you are. It's because you were acting weird today and you provoked me. Go to sleep! I won't tell you anymore!"
To make a straight man aware of the difference between accompanying someone and not accompanying someone, the difference between taking the initiative to accompany someone with your heart and turning on the passive follow-up skills to accompany someone with your body, and having your soul go somewhere else, would be a fantasy.
It’s okay to complain about it.
…
Early the next morning, Lin Ying's face was radiant, and her skin was red and moist, as if she had been buffed.
He walked and moved with a bit of joy, and his agility and critical hit rate both increased as if he had taken the meerkat potion.
According to the plan, they will visit several venues including Pacific Place. In principle, they are only looking for those top international luxury brands with exchangeable shares on Liang Jinsong's list. They will inspect the head office of the general agent in the Asia-Pacific region. They are not qualified enough.
Don't go to any store.
In order to avoid the eyes and ears of others, Lin Ying could dress neatly and neatly, while Gu Kun could only wear sunglasses and raise his collar.
Fortunately, it is early December now, and even in Xiangjiang in the South, the temperature is just 20 degrees, so wearing a black turtleneck windbreaker will not attract anyone's attention.
On the way to the car, Lin Ying couldn't help but ask one last time: "Do you have any requirements today?"
Gu Kun took the trouble to confirm: "There are no requirements. Don't think about money. You can even pretend that you are unhappy. Only by spending money can you be happy. Spend it however you want."
Lin Ying didn't ask again, but unfortunately her eyes were always like the con man's wife in the movie "The King of Kings". The more the man made her spend money like crazy, the more guilty she felt.
"Is Constantine's watch a bit old-fashioned? It doesn't seem to match my age. They are worn by elegant and mature ladies."
"Husband, what do you think of this Girard-Perregaux women's watch? Is it any better?"
"Wow, isn't this Versace the same style as Madonna's? It's the one she wore in the documentary "Mrs. Peron" when she won the Golden Globe last year! It's so retro."
Lin Ying visited seven or eight stores in a row and made purchases three or four times. Gu Kun said nothing every time and only motioned for her to swipe her card directly.
Gu Kun came prepared. The card was not in his own name, but in the name of someone close to him. It was not a credit card, just a debit card to avoid exposing his identity as much as possible.
This kind of taciturn and faceless attitude that starts with hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars without blinking an eye really makes the female shop assistants in those boutiques tremble.
It's a pity that Gu Kun was covered up too tightly. The most they could do was speculate on which Hong Kong movie star Gu Kun was, and they didn't think about Gu Kun for fun.
The main reason is that Gu Kun doesn't usually hang out in Xiangjiang, and in popular thinking, people of his level don't need to go out to buy things in person.
"Which celebrity is this? I can't see her face clearly, but she has a really good figure. Asians are as tall and strong as white people. Look at those muscles." The waitresses in several boutiques whispered.
But these are not what Gu Kun cares about. What he cares about is that Lin Ying seems to be a little reluctant to let go when buying things.
Finally, in the Versace store, because Gu Kun had been dissatisfied with the Versace brand in his previous life for making trouble and causing trouble, his suspicions exploded.
"Ying'er, if you don't like it, you don't have to force it. Why do I feel that asking you to buy something has become a burden."
"No, don't I like it very much?" Lin Ying was still gesturing at the same dress as the documentary on the wife of the former Argentine president. She had no idea what her husband meant. Maybe she had suppressed her true thoughts deep in her subconscious.
Buried.
Gu Kun shook his head helplessly: "I can see that you have asked me for my opinion several times. You actually don't like the Girard-Perregaux watch just now. You obviously feel old-fashioned - are you worried?"
What should I wear to be worthy of my status as a woman? What should I choose if I don’t feel embarrassed when I wear it?
You are yourself, don’t imitate Madonna, and don’t think that dressing like the wife of the President of Argentina will make me look bad. What I want is that you like it! As long as you like it, even if you wear a coquettish little suspender belt when you go out with me
, I won’t think you’re embarrassing me!”
Gu Kun came to do research on luxury brands. Lin Ying considered him everywhere and bought things cautiously, not daring to let herself go. This gave Gu Kun a headache.
As for the small suspender belt, it is indeed not shameful. Lin Ying is not his real wife anyway. Gu Kun is very tolerant and allows his woman to let herself go in these trivial matters.
Lin Ying fell silent in a daze. At first, her eyes looked pitiful and moist, but then she seemed to be moved and couldn't help but hugged Gu Kun tightly.
"Husband, I thought you brought me out to ask me to look decent, but if you want me to like myself, I don't need these luxuries at all. When I'm around you, I just wear things that look good, relaxed and fashionable.
Okay. Aren't luxury goods just a matter of social dignity? I am your woman, isn't this enough for me to be proud of?"
For a woman who is covered in clothing and jewelry worth millions of pounds, Lin Ying will not feel inferior if she stands with Lin Ying. As long as she has the bragging point of "my man is Gu Kun" in her heart, she can have enough at any time.
His psychological advantage kills those women who wear expensive clothes and turns them into scum instantly.
After all, if a woman needs to show off luxury goods to prove her worth, she might as well show off what kind of man she can find. Of course, this is not to objectify women, but only for those who "need to show off luxury goods to prove their worth."
woman".
For those excellent, independent and self-reliant women who have proven themselves through their career success, of course they will never show off their men. Men are just their friends, playthings, or tools.
Therefore, Lin Ying has lost the original motivation to show off luxury goods.
Just like those super rich people, such as Bill Gates and Buffett, all they have to do is wear street clothes. Ma Feng only needs to wear polo shirts from Taobao. No one will look down on them.
Luxury goods are not meant for the top rich, nor for those who only need to print a name on their business card without any title.
Luxury goods are for those who need a bunch of job title prefixes printed on their business cards.
It can be the anxious middle class, or it can be the anxious elite. But there is no such thing as the rich at the top and the proletarians at the bottom.
Gu Kun suddenly realized that he had done something stupid.
He shouldn't have brought Lin Ying here. Lin Ying already had enough things to make her lustful and proud.
"I was wrong, then I'll let Midrova, Sarah, and Anna come and buy with no limit on the amount - don't think too much, I just want to do a social experiment and check out the brand." Gu Kun rubbed.
He rubbed the bridge of his nose and said to Lin Ying.
Lin Ying didn't know what her husband was thinking until this moment: "So you are doing this, so why should I worry about it? Sister Miwa is one of my own, and Sarah and Anna are almost the same. I have long regarded them as theirs."
We are already sisters, it's too late to get jealous now, you can do whatever you want."
This was originally for work, and I had been mentally prepared for it for a long time. Why should it be so sudden?
Besides, Gu Kun was just looking for someone to do the buying and selling experiment this time.
Gu Kun put down his crossed legs and waved his hand: "Then throw away this dress. Don't put something you don't like on yourself just to make me look good."
Gu Kun rarely showed a hint of thoughtfulness and tenderness that was not like a straight man. He personally helped Lin Ying throw the Versace dress worth hundreds of thousands of Hong Kong dollars, the same style as Madonna and Mrs. Peron, on the waiting sofa at the door of the fitting room.
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The taffeta material of the dress was very smooth, and half of it fell into the waste basket where the packaging boxes were placed (that is, the trash can, but the trash cans in high-end stores like this are only for dismantled product packaging and not other dirty items.
Rubbish)
"Sir, do you want to return the product? This lady has tried it on for so long, and you still throw it away so casually..." The female clerk who had just collected the money was very nervous, fearing that Gu Kun would want a refund.
"Don't worry, we don't want it anymore. You can deal with it yourself. You can just pick it up and wear it." Gu Kun didn't look back, just gave an order, then picked up his cell phone and called Midrova, asking her to take it as soon as possible.
Let the girls carry out the shopping mission.
There is no way, only these girls who cannot present themselves as "Gu Kun's women" can meet the lower limit of inferiority value of "needing luxury goods".
Gu Kun could only let them do this experiment.
This is also for business, there is nothing to be embarrassed about.