"Okay then! Buy and buy." Lin Baole had no choice but to compromise and chose to accompany his wife to go shopping wildly.

When he arrived at the clothing street, Lin Baole realized that although Tang Jiuli was not short of clothes, it seemed that he hadn't bought clothes for a long time.

The clothes she wore and put at home were all very decent, but they weren't too expensive.

I had bad conditions before and couldn't buy anything that was too expensive. After becoming the group's old boss, I was busy from morning to night, and I had almost no free time and never went to buy goods.

"Go to this store first!" Lin Baole stopped in front of a Chanel women's clothing flagship store.

"This brand is not suitable for me!"

Tang Jiuli never considered wearing Chanel.

Although this brand is a permanent classic, it is also very expensive. It is said that a piece of clothing costs 40,000 to 50,000 yuan.

"How can I know if I don't try it? Let's go in and take a look." Lin Baole didn't care about spending money, so he shook his thighs and walked towards the store.

Tang Jiuli had no choice but to follow in.

As soon as he entered the store, Tang Jiuli was attracted by the clothes under the house.

These clothes, regardless of style or color fabric, look extraordinary, giving people a very noble feeling.

Just looking at the price tag on the label, Tang Jiuli was immediately lost.

These clothes are good, but they are too expensive.

The cheapest ones are 40,000 or 50,000 or 100,000 or 100,000.

This price is really too expensive for Tang Jiuli, who has always been saving.

"Do you want to buy clothes?" A waiter came forward in a cat step.

"I won't buy it, I'll take a look first."

Because he psychologically does not accept this price, Tang Jiuli's performance gives people a feeling that he is not at the bottom of the box and does not seem to be able to buy it.

When the seller saw it, he said, this is another person who only looks at it but doesn’t buy it. “Now this person is really, I’ll come to see him if I don’t buy it.”

Her arrogant attitude is definitely not something a waiter should have.

But as Tang Jiuli's identity, he still disdains to have a good experience with her.

Tang Jiuli just glanced at her and then continued to look at her beautiful clothes.

A sweater aroused Tang Jiuli's deep interest.

Beige fabric, trendy design, looks so perfect.

The more I looked at it, the more I felt it was unusual, so I couldn't help but reach out and touch it.

The feel is delicate and soft, and it seems to be worthy of its 87,000 yuan price.

"Hey, don't touch it if you don't buy it, this clothes are very expensive." The consignee before, when he saw Tang Jiuli reaching out to touch his clothes, he hurriedly walked up.

"Do you have your hands dry? It's dirty, who will I sell? Do you know how much this clothes cost? You can't even buy them a year's salary."

Hesitating that Tang Jiuli was wearing ordinary clothes, she thought that Tang Jiuli was definitely a working class, with a few thousand yuan a month and no tens of thousands a year. She could only look at and imagine this kind of clothing.

If you don't give her some color, she will easily wear it on her body.

The most annoying thing is that she is so beautiful, she looks undeniable, and has a perfect figure like a fairy, which makes her look jealous.

Although Tang Jiuli disdains to have a good understanding of her, her attitude is really unacceptable.

I couldn't help but say to her: "Even if I don't buy it, you shouldn't be like this, right?"

When she saw Tang Jiuli dare to talk back, she pinched her waist with one hand, "What's wrong with my attitude? Look at what you wear, from head to toe, there is no brand of clothing. You still come to such a store to check out clothes. Can you afford it?"

"Can you come to a store of our level? Are you qualified to come? Don't look at your virtues, you are only worthy of wearing dozens or hundreds of clothes. Chanel is designed for rich people. Can you afford to wear..."

This clamor attracted the attention of many people, and everyone watched it.

Just like someone who is poor is a sin.

People hate the rich, but she actually hates the poor. This kind of mentality is really a bit weird.

"Rich people?" Lin Baole suddenly said, "The rich people in your eyes are just wearing this?"

"What about that?" The salesperson turned around suddenly and looked at Lin Baole up and down a few times. "There is no sign on the clothes, so I'm so embarrassed to wear them. Your outfit is not made by your mother for you!"

"Chew!"

Lin Baole sneered, "It seems that I will give you this ugly woman who has no knowledge and no quality. I will give you some popular science."

"What did you say?" The waiter immediately exploded, "Who did you say have no knowledge and no quality? Tell you, I have seen many rich people, and no one is like you, dressed like a beggar, pretending to be a rich man. Do you have that qualification? You have some popular science, and I will see what you want."

"Haha." Lin Baole smiled again, "A rich man in your eyes, is he driving a luxury car, wearing a good watch, and wearing a business card, even a rich man!"

"Otherwise? Are you a rich man dressed like you two as poor as you, who are rich?" The waiter asked with his eyes wide open.

"It turns out that he is a frog in the well. I will tell you what a rich man is. A real rich man does not look at the inner area when buying a house, but at the outdoor area. He should look at who made it, not where to eat it."

"It depends on which dynasty it is from when you buy furniture. In your eyes, wearing Chanel is considered a bull's nose. In our eyes, wearing Chanel is low-key. This is the gap between you and our real rich people."

"We wear clothes and look at what brand we don't look at, but who designs it."

Lin Baole said, pointing to his top, "It's like this one on me, you don't even recognize it."

"Play..."

After Lin Baole finished speaking, several customers unconsciously reached out and applauded.

Even Tang Jiuli couldn't help but slapped a few times.

Just a few words, without using a single dirty word, the unruly waiter said nothing.

The waiter's face turned red, "What kind of calf? I've seen more of a show than a dealer. You said, who designed the clothes you wear?"

"If I'm right, the costumes on this gentleman should be the work of Jon Sad, the most famous costume designer in the world. The clothes he designed have printed and embroidered marks on the cuffs on the right, embroidered with the last name of the owner of the clothes."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in his thirties. He was surrounded by a pregnant woman. Although she was erect, she looked very handsome.

"Bah, there is no one who makes printing embroidery inside the sleeves of the clothes? What's more, Master THAAD? Who has ever heard of it!"

The waiter put his mouth on Lao Gao, guessing that they must have known each other and just pretended to be competing with him.

"No, you don't even know Master Jon Sad?" Someone immediately questioned.
Chapter completed!