Zhou Zichen and Wang Ziqi did not go to eat first, but went to the mall first, because Wang Ziqi disliked Zhou Zichen's earthiness and it was a bit embarrassing to go to a higher-end restaurant.
Although Zhou Zichen has made a lot of money these days, he really hasn't changed much in his clothes.
In fact, Zhou Zichen is quite fond of clothes, but the clothes he usually wears are relatively ordinary. They are all cheap products from street stalls, or they are sold at discounts by some low-end brands.
Wang Ziqi took Zhou Zichen to visit four or five stores in a row and tried on a lot of clothes. In fact, Zhou Zichen was quite satisfied with some of the casual suits, but Wang Ziqi was not satisfied and had to continue shopping.
Wang Ziqi took Zhou Zichen into a specialty store again, and the waiter in the store immediately greeted him: "Welcome!"
Wang Ziqi looked around and said, "Let me go take a look at the suits."
One thing about the waiters here is very good. They won't try their best to recommend anything to you. They will just follow you quietly two meters behind you, so as not to disturb you, and they can serve you at any time.
To be honest, the clothes here look really good. Wang Ziqi pointed to a navy blue suit and said, "Show me this one."
The waiter behind him quickly helped take off the clothes: "This is our new style, do you want to try it on?"
Wang Ziqi compared the clothes on Zhou Zichen and said, "Try it, you should look good in it!"
Zhou Zichen was really puzzled by women's ability to go shopping, so he took the clothes into the fitting room.
When he came out again, Zhou Zichen looked like a different person. With his slender figure and well-fitting suit, he really had the aura of a successful person.
Zhou Zichen stretched out his hand. Although it did look good, there was something wrong with the suit. It was not as loose as casual clothes, and there was always a feeling of being constrained.
"Is there any other color for the quilt? Is it black?" Wang Ziqi turned around and asked the waiter.
"Yes, I will get it for you right away."
Zhou Zichen picked up the tag curiously and took a look at it, only to see that the price on it was actually thirty-eight thousand.
"These clothes actually cost thirty-eight thousand?" Zhou Zichen said with some surprise. Although he often heard that a certain brand of clothes cost tens of thousands, and a bag cost hundreds of thousands, Zhou Zichen was not satisfied with this brand that was all in English.
I really don’t understand much.
However, there is one thing that Zhou Zichen likes about this brand of clothes. There is no brand logo visible on the outside.
A set of clothes costs more than 30,000 yuan. It must be a luxury brand, but it doesn't like to put its logo in a conspicuous place like Armani, for fear that others will not see it.
"You have worked hard to save money for several months, and then just buy a set of clothes and then lose it. It's really not cost-effective. You might as well learn to invest, and then consider buying these luxury goods when you have a certain amount of capital. If you don't change this
You will never be rich if you have the habit of excessive spending." A man in his forties gave the two people advice in a "experienced" tone, but in this man's eyes there was a condescension and contempt.
Zhou Zichen actually feels that this kind of person is worse than someone who bullies others. Bullying is at least obvious. This kind of person also wants to show his superiority and success, and also wants to make others think he is good. Really
She became a bitch and still wanted to build a memorial arch.
Wang Ziqi's bad temper, let alone Zhou Zichen's money, if she went to work, it would be easy to buy clothes worth tens of thousands of yuan, so she immediately retorted: "When you look down on others, you should pay attention to who you are looking at.
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The man was immediately very angry, but he still maintained his "gentleman" demeanor: "I just kindly remind you that if you don't accept it, forget it, but you still use bad words, which is not good."
Wang Ziqi snorted coldly: "I feel disgusted if I say even one more word to someone like you."
"Find your manager and let him discuss this matter." The man pulled him down and shouted to the waiter behind him.
The waiter had actually wanted to come up to persuade him, but he was blocked by this man with his hand. He was probably a regular customer of this store, so the waiter didn't dare to disobey him, and Zhou Zichen and the others did look like "poor people."
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The waiter hurriedly went to find the man, who was a man in his thirties. As soon as he came up, he quickly bent down and shook hands with the man: "Mr. Bai, I'm sorry..."
The man surnamed Bai calmly interrupted the story and said, "What's the shame? It's because these two people have no quality, and it's not your store's fault."
The manager suddenly felt a little embarrassed. He turned around and said to Zhou Zichen and Wang Ziqi: "You two, why don't you go and have a cup of tea first? How about I handle this matter for you three?"
Zhou Zichen doesn't care about these things: "No need to drink tea. A waiter just brought us clothes. I'll try to see if they fit. Then I'll leave after buying them."
"I still want to pretend." The man surnamed Bai said disdainfully.
Zhou Zichen also got angry, and just as he was about to fight back, a woman approached the store, saw Zhou Zichen at a glance, and walked up with a smile: "Master Zhou, you were not honest last time. You made me more than one million by changing hands."
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Zhou Zichen looked back and saw that it was the woman who sold the colorful blue and white plates last time. After all, she had done business. He didn't know how she knew that he had made more than one million yuan, but he still said: "How can there be such a thing?"
One million, in the antique business, if you buy an object, you may keep it in your hands for a few years, and you don’t know when you can sell it!”
The middle-aged woman was probably a regular customer of this store. The manager quickly leaned forward and said, "Ms. Gong, your clothes have arrived. I'll have someone pick them up for you."
Ms. Gong nodded: "Go ahead! Lao Bai is here too."
The man surnamed Bai did not dare to show any arrogance in front of Ms. Gong, and said with a smile: "Mr. Gong, come and buy some clothes."
"Oh!" Ms. Gong turned to Zhou Zichen and said: "Master Zhou, could you please help me take a look at it? There is a calligraphy of Zhao Mengfu, but I haven't been able to get it right."
Zhao Mengfu is one of the four masters of regular script. As long as his calligraphy is authentic, his calligraphy can be worth tens of millions: "It's no problem to go and have a look, but you may not be able to read it accurately."
Ms. Gong smiled and said: "It's not me who wants to buy it. Master Zhou can help me go and have a look. The one who wants to buy it has been worried to death about this matter these days. I asked many houses about the plate last time and no one got it right.
Only if you spot it correctly, I believe that Master Zhou’s knowledge of antiques is one of the best in this province."
At this time, the manager came out with a bag and handed it to Ms. Gong with both hands: "These are your clothes."
Ms. Gong took it, said thank you, and then took out a business card and handed it to Zhou Zichen: "Master Zhou, this is my business card. You can call me anytime you have time."
Zhou Zichen finally put away his business card and exchanged a few polite words with Ms. Gong. The waiter who went to get the clothes also came out and stood aside without saying a word.
The man surnamed Bai did not dare to argue with Zhou Zichen anymore. From the conversation just now, it is easy to tell that Zhou Zichen is an antique player. In the antique industry, there is a way to play with less money, but Zhou Zichen can learn from Ms. Gong.
Once he bought something and resold it, he made millions. His net profit in a year was only a few million.
The most important thing is status. In front of Ms. Gong, a man named Bai has to grovel because he is afraid that he will not get any orders in the future.
Although Ms. Gong could not say that she lowered her attitude towards Zhou Zichen, she was still polite to him.
Zhou Zichen didn't want to get into any trouble with the man named Bai, so he turned around and went to try on clothes. When Zhou Zichen came out, the man named Bai also went to try on clothes.
"That's it. Don't change it. Just wear this one." Wang Ziqi said with satisfaction.
Zhou Zichen didn't care: "Okay, just wear it! I'll go check out."
When Zhou Zichen came back after paying the bill, he was about to ask Wang Ziqi to leave when he saw a man in his twenties walking in. He looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.
The man looks elegant and well-mannered. When he speaks, his voice is moderate and comfortable to listen to.
At this time, all the employees in the store bowed slightly to Li Jiangyi and then went about their own business.
After the man entered the door, he glanced at Wang Ziqi, walked over, smiled slightly and said, "Miss Wang."
Wang Ziqi was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said hello: "Li Jiangyi."
Li Jiangyi didn't mind Wang Ziqi calling him by his first name: "Miss Wang, these days, I heard that you are very interested in me?"
Wang Ziqilu made a fake smile: "You also said it, you heard it, and hearing it is naturally not accurate, and I have someone I like."
Li Jiang chuckled twice and shook his head: "That's not right for you to do this. People in the clear don't speak secretly. I think you have read the news. You should also know what kind of person I am. We are not the same person."
In the world, you are at the bottom of a well, and there are days when you cannot see it, so you don’t know how high the sky is and how high it is.”
The meaning of these words is obviously to threaten Wang Ziqi, don't mess with him, otherwise you will have the same result as the girl from Dynasty KTV.
Zhou Zichen stood up at this time and smiled meaningfully: "Mr. Li, we don't want to understand your world, but whoever touched Ziqi, no matter how high the sky is, I can pierce it, no matter how thick the earth is, I dare to
Trample it to pieces."
Li Jiang looked at Zhou Zichen and nodded repeatedly: "The clothes are good. By the way, this store belongs to me. You can pick whatever you like and treat it as a gift from me."
Li Jiangyi finally looked at Wang Ziqi and said: "Miss Wang, you must remember my words!"
As soon as Li Jiang said that, he finished picking up a set of clothes and left quickly.
The man surnamed Bai who had just come out of the fitting room became more and more afraid to say anything. Just now, Ms. Gong, the owner of this store seems to have an unusual relationship with Zhou Zichen and the others.
Wang Ziqi looked at Li Jiangyi's leaving figure and snorted coldly: "Who cares about his rags? Let's go!"
But Zhou Zichen grabbed Wang Ziqi and said, "Why don't you get it for free? I think the casual suits here are pretty good too. Take two of them. The long coat is also good. I like it very much. I'll take two of them too. Anyway, it's okay."
It’s autumn, I need to wear it soon.”
Zhou Zichen talked about more than a dozen pieces of clothing in succession, and he was not polite at all. These clothes ranged from five to six thousand to tens of thousands. Zhou Zichen asked for clothes worth more than two hundred thousand.
Wang Ziqi was a little angry: "You really want it!"
"Why not? Manager, let me try on some clothes!" Zhou Zichen turned to the manager and said.