Chapter 245

The female shopping guide can swear to God, until the moment she returns the card to Chu Jiang, she hasn't figured out how much this card is.

She counted a little dizzy. She really suspected that the system was wrong, so she checked it again several times, and the result was the same. It seems that there is no system error, but the son of the super rich came to our store today to play a pig and eat a tiger.

"What's the matter? Is it enough to buy your clothes?" Facing the trembling waitress, Chu Jiang continued to sell cute way.

"Enough... There's no problem buying them all." The waitress's face was full of sweet smiles, her body was full of charming cells, and her feet were tightly clamped unconsciously.

She didn't know when. It should be when she checked the balance just now. When she looked at the back of the number and couldn't count, her whole body trembled, and she had completely reached a high tide.

Although it seems to have nothing to do with sex, there is everything related to sex hidden behind it.

For example, she secretly thought that if she could catch up with the super rich, how would she arrange her future days? Swimming pool, wine, luxury car, and the bed in the spacious bedroom in the villa

"Can you try on your clothes?" Chu Jiang asked lazily.

"Yes, yes." The waitress took the red coat off the hanger in the most elegant way, and then led the stunned Zhong Jiafeng to the fitting room. The service process was meticulous. The cries of "madam" and "madam" simply made Zhong Jiafeng appreciate the feelings of a lady for a while.

Two other waitresses also immediately gathered around and poured coffee with a smile on their faces. One of them also accosted Murong Shi. The friends of the super rich second generation are at least a rich second generation. Although they dress like a hillbilly, rich people like this. There are too many things to play with, so they play with alternative ones.

If Murong Shi said, "let's open a house!" The waitress will definitely nod without hesitation.

Another waitress kept praising Murong Yin's beauty and introducing her to the brand clothes in the store. Unfortunately, these clothes were a little mature, and Murong Yin didn't like them.

Murong Yin could only smile when facing the female service like a spring breeze.

"Brother Chu, what happened to them?" Murong Yin exclaimed as the waitress beside him left.

"Customers are God. They deserve such service." Chu Jiang naturally shrugged his shoulders and smiled naturally.

"Does your card have a lot of money?" Murong Yin approached Chu Jiang and asked softly, then smiled playfully.

"How do you know!" Chu Jiang was deliberately surprised for a moment, and then seriously put the card in Murong Yin's hand, "otherwise, you help me check how many zeros there are behind, and I really haven't counted them."

"Go!" Murong Yin glanced at Chu Jiang and turned away from him. He finished the task of going to Tianjin and received a bonus of 80000 yuan. He thought it was his super rich second generation!

To be honest, although he is already in his twenties, Murong Yin, who likes singing and watching idol dramas, really yearns for the rich second generation. He has also done it. Suddenly, there is a super rich second generation around him. He also has a urinating plot, and then ups and downs, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows.

The ending? Like most idol dramas, they are always romantic, romantic to unrealistic.

Unfortunately, it has been twoorthree years since she graduated from college. The people she met were either fake female anchors, wretched uncles or ignorant teenagers. By the way, there was also a local tyrant she had never met. I was Changjiang, and I didn't know how he looked.

Yes, in Murong Yin's heart, I am Changjiang and a wayward local tyrant.

He has spent more than four million yuan for himself, and Murong Yin has also received more than four hundred thousand yuan simply by commission.

If I meet this wayward local tyrant in the future, will he make any excessive demands? If he did, would he agree or not?

Hum, didn't he spend millions? Anyway, he volunteered. Sister, singing is not selling! But... If it's a tall, young and handsome guy, then... Hey, you have to think about it, or have a good test.

When Murong Yin, who likes YY, was in YY, her mother slowly walked out in a red coat, not to mention, it really had a taste of a lady. It seems that the old saying is right, people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles.

"Good looking!" Chu Jiang first clapped his hands and said.

"Really nice?" Zhong Jiafeng walked around in front of the fitting mirror and asked.

"Mom, it's really beautiful." Murong Yin praised it and frowned slightly, "it's just... It seems too expensive."

Murong Yin means that the clothes are good-looking, but they are not suitable for her mother. After all, they are rural people. They come to live for a few days and always go back to the countryside to farm.

"You girl really can't talk." Murong Shi also walked over happily and scolded Murong Yin, "if you say our mother is not noble, can you give birth to a handsome boy like me, a beautiful woman like you?"

However, from the perspective of body shape and facial features, Chu Jiang always felt that Murong Yin was not like Murong Shi at all, and Murong Yin was even less like her mother and father. Is Murong's voice like her dead grandfather or grandmother? What is it called? Intergenerational inheritance!

"Wrap it up!" Chu Jiang looked at the stunned waiter and said grandly, "aunt, you continue to choose. There are many, many families here. You can choose until dinner time. If you don't choose enough, let's continue to choose after dinner!"

Go, it seems to be a bit like burning the midnight oil.

Apart from anything else, these two words of Chu Jiang alone made Zhong Jiafeng laugh so hard that she couldn't close her mouth. She was so happy that she almost put herself... Bah bah, how can she think so.

By the way, thinking of Zhong Jiafeng here, she wondered whether Murong Yin had cohabited with him. It is said that premarital cohabitation is very popular in modern metropolises.

If you have already cohabited, my mother has time to teach her a few tricks, saying that to keep a man, you must first keep his stomach. In fact, my mother believes that this sentence is unscientific, and should be changed into that to keep a man, you must first keep his body.

Men are animals that think with their lower bodies. If their bodies are kept, their stomachs will naturally be kept!

If... I haven't cohabited yet, my mother will try to let them have the same room tonight. Well, I must let them have the same room. Now there are fewer and fewer rich and sensible young men, and there won't be this store after this village.

Finally, in Murong Yin's love, Zhong Jiafeng chose two pieces here, about 10000 yuan. The first one who comes in, naturally, good things have to be in pairs.

When swiping the card, Chu Jiang took out his card. Murong Yin walked over and gently reminded, "brother Chu, we agreed to use my card."

"Ah, that what, my card has some money left. Brush it first, and then brush yours!" Chu Jiang glanced at Murong Yin obscene, stunned.