Apex War God Chapter 91: , the school flower and scholar!
Because of poor family conditions, the girl was working and studying hard when she went to school. The most expensive clothes she bought were only a few hundred yuan, so when she heard the price of this dress, she was really frightened.
Hearing Jiang Yirou's exclamation, the shopping guide sneered in her heart.
She was thinking just now if she was wrong. In fact, Fang Xun and Jiang Yirou are two low-key rich people?
But now she realizes that these two guys are poor people.
If you can't afford it, why come here, isn't it a waste of your time?
Fang Xun ignored the contempt and contempt in the eyes of the shopping guide, but smiled at Jiang Yirou, "Yirou, don't worry about the price, as long as you like it, we'll buy it."
Jiang Yirou blushed and said a little inferiorly: "I like it...but...but it's too expensive...I don't have that much money."
"Who told you to pay?"
Fang Xun smiled, stretched out his hand and scratched the girl's nose, "You call me brother, can't I, the brother, buy two clothes for the girl?"
The shopping guide on the side couldn't help rolling her eyes when she heard this.
What a swollen face and a fat man!
I'm afraid even if I can afford it, I'm still swiping credit cards, swiping flowers, finding someone to borrow it or something.
The poor must have the consciousness of the poor, so why pretend to be rich?
Jiang Yirou hurriedly shook her head, "Brother Fang, it's not easy for you to make money, how can I spend your money.
The clothes here are too expensive, let's forget it, let's go. "
"Miss, the clothes in our store are relatively cheap compared to other luxury brands, but this one is more expensive.
However, other clothes are still cheap, only a few thousand dollars a piece, how about I recommend a few for you? ' interrupted the shopping guide.
Since I wasted a little time with these two guys, I would naturally have to earn a little commission from them and recover a little of my loss.
Anyway, there's a guy here pretending to be a tycoon.
Jiang Yirou was frightened when she heard that other clothes cost several thousand yuan a piece.
She's never been to this kind of shop, how did she know the clothes here are so expensive?
Jiang Yirou shook her head and said to the shopping guide, "Sister, no need, let's go now."
"What are you going to go?"
Fang Xun held Jiang Yirou's shoulder and said seriously: "Yirou, you are kind-hearted, beautiful and generous, and you deserve the best!
Buy it if you like it, I'll pay for the clothes! "
"But..."
Jiang Yirou was still hesitant.
"There's nothing wrong with it, just think it's me who borrowed it from you? Can you give it back to me after you make money?"
Fang Xun also knows that Jiang Yirou has low self-esteem and is very strong. If she didn't say that, she would definitely not buy it.
That's why he wants to love this girl even more and keep the simplicity in her heart.
It's not about the love between men and women, it's only about the love of the elder brother for the younger sister.
Jiang Yirou struggled for a while, but finally gritted her teeth and said, "Well, I'll try it first. If it doesn't fit, we won't buy it, okay?"
"Ok, I'll listen to you."
Fang Xun nodded amusedly, and then said to the shopping guide, "Take this dress down."
"Okay, sir."
Miss shopping guide originally thought that this order was going to be yellow, but who knew that this man was really ready to dress up local tyrants to the end.
Since this is the case, then this money is not earned for nothing.
But at this moment, a surprised female voice came over!
"Honey, that dress is so beautiful, I love it!"
Hearing the voice, Fang Xun and Jiang Yirou, the shopping guide lady, turned their heads and looked over at the same time.
I saw a fairly decent young woman wearing a LV black tight-fitting short skirt, revealing two long legs, heavy makeup, and a pointed chin, holding a gray Armani shirt with a large comb The greasy middle-aged man on his back walked in.
Seeing the person coming, the shopping guide's face burst into a smile!
"Oops! It turns out that Mr. Luo is here!"
Miss shopping guide hurriedly greeted her.
The greasy man gave a "hmm", with a sense of superiority on his face, and said, "I'll bring my girlfriend here to see, you can help her choose a few suitable pieces."
Miss shopping guide smiled and said flatteringly: "Mr. Luo, your girlfriend is so beautiful and has a good figure. The clothes here are definitely suitable for her."
The young woman puffed out her chest and giggled, "This sister can really talk, but I've got my eye on that light blue dress right now, take that down and let me try it."
"This..."
Miss shopping guide embarrassed: "Miss, I'm really sorry, you are a step late.
This dress was spotted by the lady. "
Speaking, the shopping guide lady pointed to Fang Xun and Jiang Yirou.
The young woman followed the direction of her finger and recognized Jiang Yirou at a glance, "Xiaorou?!"
After shouting, the young woman hurried over.
Jiang Yirou also recognized the young woman now, "Qingqing!"
"Xiaorou, it's really you!"
The young woman pretended to be enthusiastic and said, "Xiaorou, haven't you been studying in Longcheng, why are you back?"
"Oh, I just graduated from university and I'm going back to find a job." Jiang Yirou replied.
"Yirou, who is this?"
Fang Xun was surprised, how did Yirou know such a woman?
So, Fang Xun could see at a glance that this woman had a padded nose, a shaved chin, and had syphilis on her body, apparently from playing around.
This woman Jiang Yirou is not from the same world at all.
Jiang Yirou quickly introduced: "This is my high school classmate, Zhao Qingqing."
Zhao Qingqing glanced at Fang Xun. After seeing Fang Xun's dress, her eyes were full of contempt and disgust, but she still had a smile on her face, "Xiaorou, is this your boyfriend?"
Jiang Yirou blushed and explained: "No, he is my friend, his name is Fang Xun."
"Friends?"
Zhao Qingqing said knowingly: "I understand I understand."
Jiang Yirou obviously saw that Zhao Qingqing had misunderstood, but she didn't know how to explain it.
"Qingqing, who is this beautiful woman, don't you want to introduce me?"
At this moment, the greasy man came over.
However, a pair of small eyes looked up and down Jiang Yirou's body, and their eyes were full of greed.
Zhao Qingqing took the greasy man's arm and introduced: "My dear, this is Jiang Yirou, my high school classmate, and the school flower of our high school, and she is also a top student!
In that year, I was admitted to Longcheng University with the first place in the college entrance examination!
Dear, my classmate is looking for a job recently. If you have any good job, you can help introduce it. "
"Haha, it's easy to talk, I like to help beauties the most."
The greasy man laughed, stretched out his hand, and said, "Hello, beauty, my name is Luo Dapeng, and I'm the vice president of Feiyue Technology Co., Ltd.
If you need my help in the future, feel free to tell me. "
"Hello."
Jiang Yirou also saw the maliciousness in Luo Dapeng's eyes, so she just nodded and didn't extend her hand.
The smile on Luo Dapeng's face suddenly froze, "Qingqing, your classmate seems a little rude. I shook hands with her, but she refused?
You know, it's usually someone else who takes the initiative to shake my hand. "
"Oh, my dear, don't be angry. After all, she was the school flower of the year, and she was a top student, and she was admitted to the top-ranked university in China. Naturally, her temperament will be arrogant." Zhao Qingqing said.
Although Zhao Qingqing seems to be helping to smooth things out, everything in and out of her words is ridiculing Jiang Yirou's ignorance of flattery.
Luo Dapeng snorted lightly, and said indifferently, "What about the school girl? What about the schoolmaster?
Out of the society, the more important thing is the ability.
If you don't have the ability, no matter how good your education is, it's useless.
You know, there are not dozens or hundreds of schoolmasters I have expelled. "