Chapter 620

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Looking at his sneakers, Qin Luo was worried about being worn out.

LV, whose full name is Louis Vuitton, was founded in 1854. It is one of the world's famous luxury brands. It mainly deals in fashion, shoes, watches, accessories and jewelry, providing customers with French aristocratic experience.

Perhaps because of the Spring Festival, there are a lot of people in the shop, most of them are customers who buy gifts.

"How about this one?" O'irene picked up a belt from the counter and said with a smile.

It's a crocodile leather belt. It's dark in color and very good in style.

But one thing that made qinluo not very satisfied was that it was treated with patent leather, and the whole belt looked very bright and bright.

According to Qin Luo, Qin Lin's character should not like such patent leather belts very much.

Like Qin Luo, Qin Lin is not a man of publicity.

"If only it wasn't patent leather." Qin Luo said.

Ou Yilin nodded, reached out and waved to the waiter. She said, "the same style of belt, give me the unpainted one."

"Just a moment, please..."

The waiter nodded and turned away. About two minutes later, she came out with a new belt.

"How much is it?" Qin Luo asked.

"Thirty eight thousand."

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Qin Luo's eyelids jumped wildly.

Sure enough, there is a word highlighted in the luxury store: luxury.

Simply, he is now a very valuable little rich.

"Since he doesn't want it, wrap it up for me." Just as Qin Luo was about to speak, a voice came into Qin Luo's ear.

Soon a big bellied middle-aged man came over, and beside him, there was a woman with fashionable clothes and heavy make-up.

I don't know why, seeing this woman in front of her, Qin Luo suddenly thought of a song by a famous host of Hunan Satellite TV: I hope in your shopping.

Fendi, Gucci, Tiffany, burberry

The woman in front of me is the true portrayal of this song.

"Sir, this belt is the goods selected by this gentleman." The shopping guide explained with a smile.

"He? Sir Hearing the words of the shopping guide, the middle-aged man was happy and said with disdain: "a bunny, how dare you deserve the title of Mr. Chen?"

A pair of sportswear, a pair of white casual shoes.

It's not more than a thousand dollars.

This kind of person, also had come to eye addiction, as to buy? It's impossible to afford it.

Of course, the riots here caused the shopping crowd to look sideways, but they just watched, and no one came to persuade them.

They don't want to waste their saliva on things that have nothing to do with themselves.

A bunny? Not worthy?

Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders, looked at the middle-aged man seriously, and said with a smile: "you are not a soil bun, are you a meat bun?"

Steamed buns?

Qin Luo's words immediately attracted a chuckle.

Don't mention that the middle-aged man's big bellied appearance is really like a meat bun.

"What are you talking about? Have the courage to say it again! " The middle-aged man was furious.

It was the first time that he was said to be a meat bun, which made him angry.

To be honest, Qin Luo has never heard of such a cheap request.

In order to show respect, Qin Luo looked at each other seriously and said, "Hello, meat bun!"

"Hahaha, worri, this is too funny..."