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The purchase ratio has not reached 60%. Dingjin Center is a famous high-end luxury commercial building in S City. There are not as many customers as shopping guides on weekdays. The environment is elegant and the atmosphere is excellent, and it has long become a place that many stars are keen to patronize. There are only a few hours left before the birthday banquet, and it is not realistic to customize it. Zhou Jinshen brought people here, planning to buy formal clothes temporarily.
An Xumo had been to this kind of place before, but he didn't wear this kind of clothes when he came. He was walking with Zhou Jinshen, who was wearing a high-definition suit, and curiosity was quickly mixed in the stunning eyes of the people around him. Not only wearing clothes, Zhou Jinshen, who has been popular for five years, has a very different temperament from ordinary people. No matter how you look at it, they are not the same passerby.
Zhou Jinshen has long been accustomed to ignoring all kinds of gazes, and An Xumo did not notice the surrounding sights either. The two walked into a big-name store, and the shopping guide soon ushered in, and under the sign of Zhou Jinshen, they started choosing clothes for An Xu Mo.
There are not many customers in the store, and another shopping guide also followed. She looked at Zhou Jinshen wearing sunglasses with some curiosity. She couldn't help but said: "Sir, you look familiar, may I ask if you are us? Are you a gold member?"
An Xu Mo, who was being gestured by the shopping guide, raised his head and silently glanced at the vertical advertisement that occupied half of the wall in the store.
Like this kind of international first-line brand, the new product display will generally choose professional supermodels or top international superstars. Zhou Jinshen was just over 20 years old when he took the endorsement of this brand, and the news also made the domestic entertainment circle boil.
As soon as An Xumo looked up, the shopping guide who inquired also realized something. Her eyes went back and forth between Zhou Jinshen and the advertisement twice, so that she was able to suppress the surprise in her expression and tried to maintain her professionalism. Literacy.
Zhou Jinshen just nodded and motioned to An Xu Mo to change clothes. The shopping guide helped choose three of them, but he didn't look at them, so An Xu Mo took them all in.
An Xumo's figure and foundation are good. After wearing it, it is not the clothes that line up people, but people line up the clothes to look better. She also changed her expression when she was accustomed to big customers' shopping guides, and she just said that ordinary pros and cons analysis was completely praised.
She chose three light-colored suits for An Xumo, with a pure white shirt and a few ties. An Xumo only wanted to choose one set, but the shopping guide was so happy that after trying all three sets, he couldn't choose which one was more suitable for a while. He was hesitating whether to disturb the other man and ask him for advice, but when he turned his gaze away, he was stunned on the spot.
Zhou Jinshen was holding a white T-shirt in his hand, and was looking at the clothing label on the neckline. Next to him was a black shorts, the one that An Xu Mo had just changed in the locker room.
Seeing An Xumo looking over, Zhou Jinshen picked up the T-shirt with one hand. His voice was faint and he couldn't hear the emotions: "Where did you buy it?"
An Xumo subconsciously pulled a shopping guide to help him tie his bow tie, and answered honestly: "Online."
Zhou Jinshen asked: "How much is it?"
An Xu Mo whispered: "Nine dollars and nine."
The big shop was a little weirdly quiet for a while, and the two shopping guides holding a top with a five-figure price and a tie with a four-figure price looked at each other.
Zhou Jinshen put down the T-shirt: "Where are the pants?"
An Xumo's voice is even smaller: "Nineteen yuan."
Zhou Jinshen took off his sunglasses and looked at him: "Is it still free?"
Without the blocking of sunglasses, his appearance and gaze put more pressure on Anximo. An Xumo felt that the tip of his tongue was tingling again, but Zhou Jinshen did not wait for him to answer, so Gu Zi put the two clothes back on the sofa. He gestured to the shopping guide: "Thank you for helping him cut off the tag."
The shopping guide quickly responded: "Okay sir, this set has been selected, right?"
Zhou Jinshen said: "The three sets are together, the tie should be two strips and the houndstooth, and the shirt should be one extra."
The shopping guide was busy looking for clothes boxes and paper bags, An Xu Mo stood there blankly, letting another shopping guide help him cut off the tag on his body. He finally found his voice: "I'm sorry, I, I may not have enough money..."
Zhou Jinshen, who was playing with sunglasses, had a pause, and the line of sight he looked at was a little unclear. He seemed to want to say something, but in the end he didn't speak, but took out a card from his wallet and handed it to the busy shopping guide.
After finishing swiping the card, Zhou Jinshen asked the shopping guide for help again, and put the two exchanged packages into the sundries collection basket in the store. He turned his head to An Xumo and said, "The miscellaneous cards on the Internet, throw them away when you go back."
An Xumo didn't know what was wrong, he hadn't reacted to the other party's move to settle the money. Zhou Jinshen glanced at him and said lightly: "Poor-quality clothes have an impact on the body, as well as on the image. If you want to eat this bowl of rice, you have no right to be willful."
A good time to buy clothes and give it away, he said it was like an artist training class. If Zhou Jinshen's fans are present, it will definitely be a dedicated filter and a deeper and deeper obsession. If it is a black fan, then it has to be rendered as bullying and arrogant. But the identities of An Xumo and the two are not the same. He took a few heavy pockets from the shopping guide in a daze. After plucking up his courage, he dared to say "thank you" to Zhou Jinshen.
Zhou Jinshen took the card from the shopping guide and did not respond. When he put on his sunglasses again, he heard the second gratitude from the gnat.
"Thank you brother."
Zhou Jinshen turned around and glanced at An Xu Mo, who was following him. There was still no emotion in his voice: "Go upstairs, go buy shoes."
Even in this kind of high-end luxury store with few customers, there is no shortage of people who recognize Zhou Jinshen. The two of them bought a circle in a commercial building, and even An Xu Mo was taken by three waves of people with their mobile phones. . Fortunately, Dingjin's security was strict, and there was no major movement.
The black Bentley set off again, only two hours before the birthday banquet. They went to another place halfway through and gave An Xu Mo a simple styling. Zhou Jinshen was ready, but An Xu Mo's hairstyle was still It was repaired during the previous concert, so attending the birthday banquet is not suitable.
This birthday banquet is said to be a birthday celebration for Mr. Zhou, but it is actually also a celebration of the Zhou family group. Not only the children of the Zhou family, but many business partners have also received invitations. It was evening when the two arrived at the main house, and rows of lights were lit in the vast garden. The completely open main entrance was decorated with great atmosphere, and the waiters who led the way orderly guided many luxury cars. The reception process was arranged in an orderly manner, inadvertently revealing Zhou's profound heritage in the details.
Bentley parked in the open space in front of the lawn, An Xu Mo followed Zhou Jinshen and got out of the car. The waiter who came to the reception saw An Xu Mo was slightly taken aback, but soon he recovered his calm expression, and politely invited the two into the open and bright main house.
The lobby on the first floor was set up as a banquet scene, with gorgeous lights shining on the magnificent furnishings. A lot of people have already arrived in the room. Looking around, their clothes are fragrant and shadowy, coveting them. If someone strays in, I am afraid that it might not be thought that a grand party is being held here. In fact, considering the Zhou family's financial resources, such a scene is by no means high-profile to them.
As soon as Zhou Jinshen and An Xu Mo came in, they won a lot of attention. One of them is pure black and tall, the other is light and white, and although they have different temperaments, they are all very eye-catching scenery. It's just that the sight of the people falling on them carries completely different emotions.
After all, one of them is a promising heir, and the other is an illegitimate child who was swept away not long ago.
Like the waiter at the reception, many people were more or less surprised when they saw An Xumo. The wealthy have no privacy. This rumor of the Zhou family is already well known. No one expected that An Xu Mo would appear at the birthday banquet tonight.
An Xumo himself didn't know the reason. He asked Zhou Jinshen in the car. The other party only said that it was the order from the family. The specific situation is not clear. An Xumo was not uneasy, but it was indeed the only chance he could get along with Zhou Jinshen in this period of time. Coupled with the ability to eat a full meal by the way, he will stand here now.
After entering the hall, the person who came up to greet Zhou Jinshen broke the two away. An Xumo had no other thoughts. The long snow-white table was already full of hearty meals, so he took a plate and sat down in an unremarkable corner.
The Zhou family has its own pastry chef, and the appearance and taste of the products are top-notch. An Xu Mo is probably the only person in the banquet hall who eats peacefully, and no one will come to talk to him anyway. It's just that in the eyes of the only dedicated diners, these carefully crafted meals are not very delicious.
This rich birthday feast was extremely grand, but what fell on An Xu Mo was seemingly innocent, undisguised whispers, and unbridled malice. The protagonist who was used as a conversational resource did not notice the emotions passing around him. He sat peacefully in the corner, slowly biting a piece of cookie.
My favorite sweetness turns into a faint dryness between the lips and teeth. An Xu Mo silently filled his stomach, but in his heart he felt that this carefully baked dessert was not as delicious as the noon chicken breast.
It's cold everywhere, even the steaming crystal shrimp dumplings are wrapped in ice ball, and a bite will cool the whole stomach.
An Xumo ate for a while and then stopped. He didn't look back at those more and more direct glances, only looking for the familiar pure black figure indoors. Zhou Jinshen's appearance was destined that he would not be submerged in the crowd. Even at a feast where everyone was carefully dressed up, An Xu Mo still spotted him at a glance.
It's just that Zhou Jinshen, who was still talking with family and friends just now, was standing in a rather hidden corner of no one. He was whispering something to a young man with a hurried look, his expression a little cold. An Xumo glanced at the young man curiously, always feeling that he had seen him somewhere.
He just glanced a few times, and the two people who were talking suddenly raised their heads and turned their gazes together.
Suddenly looking at each other, An Xumo was taken aback.
But in fact, the person more surprised than him is Zhou Jinshen.
"Are you sure, the man who died fifteen years ago is his biological father?" There was no one around, and Zhou Jinshen's voice was suppressed extremely low. He was holding a wine glass, but he was round | It hurts.
"Since his father died by jumping off the building a long time ago, who was the one who killed me by drugging me ten years ago?"
The hot mobile phone is amazingly hot in the palm of the hand, and the smooth screen is stained with sweat from the cheek side. An Xumo hastily cleaned the screen with a tissue, got up and walked into the bathroom to wash his face.
Clear water drops slowly flow down the delicate contours, and the white|fair complexion appears more transparent after being dipped in water. An Xumo doesn’t have the habit of putting on make-up during practice. His own conditions are very good, and his whole body reveals a sense of clarity that is unique to a teenager. Although the temperament is different from Zhou Jinchen, there is no doubt that the two Unconsciously, they exude extreme attraction to others.
It's just that when An Xu Mo raised his head to look at himself in the mirror, it was difficult to produce a little confidence and peace of mind.
Thinking that he would change back to his dance clothes in the afternoon, he only wore a pure white pullover T-shirt and black shorts. This dress looked shabby even when he was wearing it in the original high school, let alone seeing his brother.
An Xumo edited the information to ask Tang Tang for leave, while biting his tongue thinking about the time when the two had not seen each other. He likes to bite the tip of his tongue when he is anxious. This was originally a method he used to stop hunger. In fact, An Xumo doesn’t need to think about it. He counts that cumulative date every day—the last time he and Zhou Jinshen met was a year ago. Three hundred and seventy days have passed. This date can finally be zero. Let's start from the beginning.
Tang Tang called the phone directly, An Xu Mo's tongue was a little numb, he tried his best to make up for it: "I'm really sorry, there is a very important thing at home, I will make up the practice when I come back."
Fortunately, he joined the agent today, and the course has not yet been finalized. After Tang Tang exhorted a few words, he let go, An Xu Mo didn't dare to delay any longer, pulled the hem of his T-shirt, and hurriedly left the company.