Chapter 117

Ning Yixu gave full play to the nature of a woman's Shopaholic and bought a lot of interesting things.

She took out of the money with little left, the last 50 yuan, a fancy to a rope.

This hand rope has the characteristics of ethnic minorities. She fell in love with it as soon as she saw it and asked the stall owner how much it was.

The stall owner looked at the two men's clothes and said that it was three hundred yuan.

Ning Yixu said, "three hundred? Buy it now, forty. "

The stall owner was so scared that his hat fell to the ground, revealing a big head of stewed eggs. "Forty? Little girl, don't bully honest people. "

"Are you honest if you sell 300 yuan for one handrope? Don't lie to the little girl

There are many people around to see, Qi Qiyan a little bit humiliated, he said: "I'll buy it for you."

"No, I want to buy it myself," Ning Yixu said in a low voice. "This hand rope is not worth the price at all. We can't lose money!"

Qi Qiyan is full of black lines. He says, "when did you like these things?"

Zou Li is not despised by all the big brands. In the past, Zou Li followed the latest luxury all day long. He was a rich family with the temperament of a local tyrant. Now he even looks at the small ornaments on the street?

After the amnesia, she really changed. She became a commoner. She was too fussy to be on the stage.

Ning Yixu doesn't know that Qi Qiyan is disputing her in his heart. She just doesn't want to accept his kindness.

She and the stall owner launched a fierce bargaining duel, "boss, the material of your hand rope is also general, that is, the style is more distinctive, is it suitable to sell so expensive?"

"Girl, we are all hand-made dyestuffs. Naturally, we can't compare them with the products on the assembly line. Are you a little too cruel to cut down these 40?"

"At 40, you've made a lot of money. You see, there will be a program to interview the ancient culture of the temple fair. It's so expensive. I'll come to the camera later and say..."

When the stall owner looked at the distance, it was true that there was a reporter from a TV station, or that the local reporter cooperated with the foreign TV station.

It's not uncommon for people who set up stalls in the temple fair of the imperial capital to come here for interviews. The tourism culture of the imperial capital is greatly renovated, and the influence of businessmen on public opinion is still taboo.

The boss was reluctant to give up the big fish and hesitated a little. Ning Yixu saw that he was still killing the big fish. She waved her hand to the foreign reporters and asked them to come and have a look.

When Qi Qiyan saw that she was going to make a lot of noise, he didn't want to lose face in front of the people of the whole country.

He grabbed her, pulled out some big bills and put them in front of the stall. "I'll take them."

Ning Yixu snatched the money back quickly, just as the cameraman came over with the camera. The foreign reporter said hello to them, "this lady, do you have anything happy to share?"

A local reporter in the team once interviewed Qi Qiyan. He recognized Mr. Qi at a glance. How could Mr. Qi be so grounded?

Look at the girl next to master Qi, darling, isn't this the daughter of the Zou family!

The reputation of the Zou family's daughter, which is well known throughout the country, is not to be seen!

Let Zou Qianjin accept the interview of foreign TV station, it is to pull down the intelligence quotient of their empire, influence the national image!

What should we do? It must be stopped, or the director will let him finish it by himself!

Qi Qiyan also recognized the reporter and gave him two winks. The smart reporter responded. He pointed to the old building nearby and introduced the long history and culture of the temple fair to foreign friends.