Mingzhu Building is the largest shopping mall in Dongshan City, bringing together various domestic and foreign brand products. The eighth to tenth floors are luxury goods counters.
Although Chen Xinan dresses casually, he doesn't care about other people's opinions at all.
But after all, it is a big event like marriage, so it is natural to dress better and more formally.
So Ning Xiruo asked Xiao Zhou to accompany her to buy some clothes, and he didn't refuse.
"Where are you taking me? Isn't the third floor where they sell clothes?"
Although Chen Xinan was new to everything, he soon lost interest in shopping in the mall and asked Xiao Zhou with some boredom.
Xiao Zhou rolled his eyes at him and said, "Can you wear the clothes on the third floor? Go to the counter on the tenth floor!"
"Selling clothes you can't wear anymore? I think that's a good idea!"
Chen Xin'an was a little confused.
Xiao Zhou carried him up the escalator, turned around and looked at him and said:
"You have to understand that the person you are going to marry is the CEO of the Liangmao Group, who is worth hundreds of billions!"
"You're embarrassing her by standing next to her wearing clothes worth hundreds of thousands of dollars!"
"Anyway, you don't have to spend money or make any decisions, just follow me!"
Chen Xinan was interested in the escalator under his feet and waved his hand and said:
"For me, it doesn't matter what you wear! Whether it's embarrassing or not doesn't depend on the clothes, it mainly depends on the person!"
"Forget it, forget it. You're not the one paying. Why should I care? Just make your own decision!"
Haha, this staircase can move by itself, it's amazing!
"Country bumpkin!" Xiao Zhou rolled his eyes in disdain.
Did this guy crawl out of an ancient tomb?
He has never seen this thing, he really doesn't understand the world!
It must be the virtue accumulated by his ancestors for hundreds of years that allowed him to marry President Ning, right?
Do you really think being a live-in son-in-law lowers your status?
If you run to the street and shout "Be Ning Xiruo's son-in-law", who would be willing to go?
See if we can disrupt the wine industry!
The brand counters on the tenth floor are not yet in the peak sales season, so there are not many people.
Xiao Zhou took Chen Xinan to visit two stores, but they didn't find a suitable one.
She was still shopping enthusiastically, but Chen Xinan was extremely bored. He sat on a chair in the lounge area nearby and said to her:
"You can choose it yourself. If you think it's suitable, ask me to taste it!"
Xiao Zhou didn't want to go with him either. He rolled his eyes and said to him:
"Okay, I'll help you choose first! You stay here and don't run around. I won't help if you get lost!"
After she left, Chen Xinan looked around boredly and saw a Hanfu shop, which caught his eye.
Although Chen Xinan didn't know much about Hanfu, he was attracted by its style when he saw it for the first time.
Hanfu is the national costume of the New Han Dynasty. It looks a bit like a suit, but the collar is a stand-up collar. It is more comfortable and looser than a suit.
It's just that young people nowadays think that Hanfu is not formal enough, so they prefer to wear western suits.
Another reason is that not everyone can wear Hanfu.
If you don't have a certain body shape, Hanfu will feel loose when you wear it, just like a washed, low-quality suit!
Chen Xinan found the Hanfu in the window very attractive, so he stood up and walked straight over.
"Welcome..." Seeing a customer coming in, the female clerk who was measuring the size of the elderly hurried forward.
But after seeing Chen Xinan's outfit, she immediately curled her lips, lowered her head and continued to work.
Chen Xin'an ignored all this and walked to the window alone.
Looking at one of the green Hanfu suits, he just stretched out his hand when he heard the clerk behind him shouting:
"What are you doing? If you want to see it, get out and don't touch it!"
Chen Xin'an pointed at the clothes and asked curiously, "Aren't these clothes sold here?"
The clerk snorted and said, "Of course we sell it. Otherwise, why would you come here? But the question is, can you afford it?"
Do you know how much the suit you are looking at costs? 178,000!
Do you want it? Feel free to touch it up if you like!
A suit costs more than 100,000 yuan. Even though Chen Xin'an had no concept of money, he knew that this was a very high price. This suit is indeed expensive.
But when I saw the clerk's contemptuous look, I felt unhappy and pouted and said:
"You mean, when I come to your store, I have to buy first, then I can look and touch, right?
If it's not suitable, people can't leave, right? Isn't this forced buying and selling?
The clerk said impatiently, "How come you don't know anything about this?
Are you here to visit or to buy?
Which outfit in this store can you afford?
To put it clearly, others can see and touch it, but you can't! If it gets dirty, you can't afford to pay for it!
Chen Xin'an was furious, but he was not the kind of person who would swallow his anger in silence.
Just as he was about to retort, the old man next to the clerk frowned and said:
"Girl, you can't do business like this!
The purpose of opening a store is to welcome guests from all directions and friends from all quarters. Big stores shouldn't bully customers and should treat everyone equally.
You'll scare away customers."
Chen Xin'an nodded quickly. Look how well the old man speaks. He is a cultured and thoughtful person!
The clerk said to him with a fake smile: "Old man, I understand the principle, but it also depends on time and people!"
"I'm the only one on duty today, I can't take care of it!"
"This is obviously a person you can't afford to offend. You let him touch me and make my clothes dirty. If the store manager investigates, I'll be the one in trouble."
Yes or no?
The old man frowned and asked her:
"So many people came to look at the clothes, and no one else was afraid of getting them dirty, why was this the only one who felt that it might get dirty?
After all, it's still looking down on others!
The clerk was obviously a little impatient and his tone of voice was not very polite!
"Hey, old man, you're just buying clothes, why are you meddling in other people's business?"
"What does it have to do with you that I despise him?"
"I just look down on him, what can you do?"
"Didn't you see what he was wearing? Was he qualified to come in? Why should I look down on him?"
"You are old, but you are still so nosy!"
The old man was so angry that his face turned blue, and he pointed at the clerk and cursed:
"How dare you! Doing business like this is the equivalent of driving away customers!"
You can't continue doing business like this for long!
"What a joke!" The clerk sneered, rolled his eyes at the old man and said:
"Do you think everyone is as nosy as you are?"
"Besides, what does the length of working hours have to do with me?"
"As long as I work for a day, I have to be paid for a day!"
"You..." The master was so angry that he pointed at the clerk and wanted to say something, but he frowned and leaned to the side weakly!
The clerk screamed and quickly jumped away.
Seeing that the old man was about to fall to the ground, Chen Xinan suddenly rushed over and hugged the old man in his arms!
The clerk pointed at the top of his head with disdain and said:
"You old fellow, you are here just to cause trouble!
Too bad we have surveillance here. Do you want to blame me? never!
"Shut up!" Chen Xin'an scolded her.
He looked down at the old man's gray face, checked his eyes and mouth, frowned and said, "Coronary heart disease angina pectoris!"
He did not dare to delay, put the old man on the ground, took out the wooden box from his pocket, took out the silver needles, unbuttoned the old man's clothes, and stabbed more than ten silver needles into the old man's heart and chest!