Manager Fang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, of course. Miss, please, please ask first. Miss Zhao, I'm really embarrassed, please give it to me and let this lady choose first."

Zhao Linlin's face had long been ugly after Manager Fang decided that An Zhisu's platinum card was real. An Zhisu slapped her loudly with the platinum card in her hand. Everyone in the store listened to it very clearly. Zhao Linlin wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.

Manager Fang didn't care about Zhao Linlin at this time, so he asked the salesperson to take out all the latest models and put them in front of An Zhisu to pick them. However, An Zhisu just glanced at him and threw the card to Manager Fang: "I want it all."

Although An Zhisu is not a platinum member, she knows that Hermes' platinum membership card can be used to keep accounts and spend. Customers with membership cards settle once a year and do not need to pay the bills on the spot. That's why she dared to say proudly that she would ask for it all, and she doesn't need to pay it on the spot anyway.

"All, I want it all?" Manager Fang was a little stunned. There were more than a dozen of them.

"What? No?" An Zhisu raised his eyebrows indifferently.

Manager Fang quickly shook his head: "No, no, of course."

An Zhisu smiled and almost blinded everyone's eyes under the beauty of the prosperous times.

Zhao Linlin clenched her fists tightly: "An Zhisu, you did it on purpose!"

An Zhisu smiled and turned to the salesperson and said, "Do you have scissors? Can you lend me some of them?"

The salesperson nodded blankly, took out a pair of scissors from the drawer and handed it to An Zhisu.

An Zhisu took the scissors, picked up a scarf in front of Zhao Linlin and the onlookers, and cut it down with one knife.

Click!

A crisp sound fell, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes watched the latest scarf cut in half.

Zhao Linlin even took a breath, feeling her heart was bleeding. But the scarf she had been waiting for for a whole year was cut by this bitch An Zhisu!

Click!

While she was exhausted, An Zhisu picked up a scarf and took it down with scissors, without any distress. It seemed that she was not cutting Hermes, but fake goods sold at street stalls in the night market.

Click!

Click!

Click!

An Zhisu's knife was like a god. The scissors kept shaking on her right hand. Every time a click was clicked, a scarf was cut. Everyone was frightened, as if the scissors were stabbed directly into their hearts.

Zhao Linlin held her angry fist. If her eyes could kill, An Zhisu would have been cut to pieces by her.

Manager Fang didn't know what was going on. When he swiped the platinum card given to him by An Zhisu and folded it back with the platinum card, An Zhisu had already cut more than a dozen new silk scarves into a pile of silk cloth strips.

Manager Fang staggered and almost knelt down for An Zhisu.

Rich, please accept my knees!

Click!

An Zhisu cut off the last scarf and threw the scissors on the counter. Her beautiful eyes glanced at her side, and she exhaled like Lan: "Zhao Linlin, even if the things I like are cut, they will not be left to you."

Zhao Linlin was so angry that tears were all rolling in her eyes. An Zhisu used this method not only to slap her in the face in public, but also to help her recall the past.

When he was a child, An Zhisu was a little bully. The domineering behavior of this little bully became more annoying after An Tingnuan entered the An family. At that time, An Zhisu and An Tingnuan were both disgusted with each other and often competed in secret.

Even if An Zhisu's things are thrown away and destroyed, they will not be touched by An Tingnuan. If An Tingnuan touches her things, she will be destroyed on the spot, and she will not leave any scum for An Tingnuan.

But An Zhisu, who was so domineering and annoying, was deeply loved by An Boyuan, especially after her mother died. An Boyuan felt a loss and gave her all the love she should compensate her, which made An Zhisu feel even more fearless.

An Zhisu is also of different talent in design. He won many design awards when he was a girl. The An Group can still make a lot of money with the manuscripts she designed. If it weren't for what happened five years ago, An Zhisu now has been 100% trained by An Boyuan as his heir.

Zhao Linlin was like a jumping clown in front of An Zhisu. It was like this five years ago and it was like this five years later. An Zhisu wanted to tell her clearly that even if she was not the eldest lady of An's group, she could still trample her into the dust.

An Zhisu is Zhao Linlin's plague god. As long as she appears, Zhao Linlin will be in trouble. This is a vicious circle. Even if five years have passed, even if the Zhao family has become famous, even if everyone respectfully calls her Miss Zhao. She is still suppressed by her in front of An Zhisu.

... "It's so satisfying. Zhao Linlin's face was swollen by you. Why didn't she remember her? She knew you were so easy to provoke you, but she insisted on provoking you. She is really the person I've ever seen who is self-abuse the most." Song Jiaren pulled An Zhisu out of the mall, almost laughing. She covered her stomach and laughed.

No image.

The afterglow of the sunset spread on An Zhisu's shoulders, reflecting her side face. She curled the corners of her lips lightly: "Maybe she thought An Zhisu now was someone who could let her rub it flat and round."

Song Jiaren was already laughing and hurt her stomach. She lay down on her face and continued to smile: "I want to thank the man who helped you out. Who is he? Do you know him?"

"Ye Lancheng's bodyguard." An Zhisu put his hand in his pocket of his shirt and rubbed it for a while. She knew very well that she borrowed Ye Lancheng's hand and slapped Zhao Linlin today. Without Ye Lancheng, she would have been bullied by Zhao Linlin today.

"Ye Lancheng? How could he appear in the mall?" Song Jiaren was surprised. After a while, she patted her forehead and woke up: "Why did I forget that this mall is owned by Shengshi Consortium. When I go, I feel like an idiot. She actually pulled the owner of the mall to give money to the mall."

An Zhisu was amused by Song Jiaren, and she also realized that this mall was under Shengshi Consortium. This can explain what Ye Lan has become when she has Hermes' platinum card. As the big boss of the mall, he probably owns the supreme VIP card for the entire mall counter.

"Zhisu, I think what your husband said is true now." Song Jiaren suddenly patted An Zhisu on the shoulder and said.

"Huh? Which sentence?" An Zhisu was puzzled.

Song Jiaren said in a serious tone: "Marry me and become my wife of Ye Lancheng. You can walk sideways in S City from now on."

An Zhisu:...

It seems, it seems, that's true. A platinum card can slap Zhao Linlin's face. If Ye Lancheng's name is directly reported, it would probably be possible for the general manager of the mall to follow behind his butt to carry his bag.

"Zhisu, I can now imagine how rich the expressions of An Tingnuan and her mistress would be if An Tingnuan knew that you married Ye Lancheng." Song Jiaren fell into self-fantasy and couldn't stop laughing again. An Tingnuan was led by her and imagined that An Tingnuan was obviously jealous and angry in her heart, but she still pretended to be happy for her in front of her father. An Tingnuan felt very relieved.
Chapter completed!