Age affects mood, mood affects temperament, and temperament determines taste.

Although taste has nothing to do with money, if you don’t have money, it is difficult for people to see your taste at a glance, and it does not mean that you can have taste with money.

Before seeing the clothes Zhang Changgong bought, Su Muyao always felt that she had such a taste in wearing.

But when she saw the colorful transparent lace underwear, Gucci's rose-red deep v long-sleeved dress, the black patent leather fish-mouth heels that were also Gucci, and the Hermes kellycut black crocodile leather handbag, she realized that she had nothing to do with her taste.

Zhang Changgong was like a tailor from a high-end garment store. He calmed his underwear, clothes and handbag on the bed with a smile, and the shoes were clamped under the cavity by him: "Clothes can be worn directly, but it will be uncomfortable to wear them if you don't deal with the new shoes. Change your clothes first, and I'll bring the shoes to you later."

Su Muyao couldn't help but tuck the collar of her bathrobe. She was not afraid of exposing herself in front of Zhang Changgong, but was a little nervous when she saw these tags. She asked in a weak voice: "Brother Zhang, how much do these things cost in total?"

Zhang Changgong said without hesitation: "Underwear is 8,700,700, skirt is 16,000, shoes are 9,400, and leather bag is 230,000."

"What!" Su Muyao's eyes widened in surprise. After a brief hesitation, she said in horror: "Uncle Zhang, you should get these things back. Just help me buy two clothes from the Clothing City later. These clothes are too expensive."

"Have you burned your brain with alcohol? You are my assistant now. Although I don't want to admit it, you represent my face in front of others. Do you let me embarrass you every day to lead a woman in verymoda out?"

The arrogant voice made Su Muyao cry without tears. Which woman doesn't like to dress up? Everything in front of her has already made every cell in Su Muyao's body come alive. If Chen Fengxi at this time said some moving words like the male protagonist in Korean dramas or said something nice like the Chinese drama, Su Muyao would definitely be moved by him, but this guy's mouth was as sharp as the sharp knives in his kitchen, making people unable to get his love.

Under the eaves, he had to bow his head. Looking at Chen Fengxi, who was wearing shirt and cufflinks, Su Muyao could only bow his head respectfully and thank him: "Thank you, boss."

Chen Fengxi said lukewarmly: "No need to thank you, the money for buying things will be deducted from your salary."

"What?" Su Muyao's eyes widened again, this time it was even rounder than when she heard the price.

Chen Fengxi suddenly turned around and said slowly: "If you don't want to, you can just ignore it. Anyway, the money is already included. If you don't want to, you can just ignore it. Anyway, your sister has not moved into my house yet. Uncle Zhang, go to the hotel kitchen to get some food. I'm hungry!"

Zhang Changgong raised the shoes in his hand: "Boss, Miss Su's shoes have not been processed yet."

"Then let's go cook after the processing!" Chen Fengxi replied disapprovingly and pushed the door out of the room.

"Don't you know knocking on the door when you come in? Don't you know that they are girls? After I agree, I will use my salary to buy things? I'm unreasonable, unreasonable, unreasonable..."

Su Muyao waved her fists hysterically at the door, but the sound from her mouth was a little inconsistent with her expression at this time, not much greater than a mosquito hum.

Zhang Changgong said laughing and cryingly: "Miss Su, please change your clothes first, I'll go and help you with your shoes."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang!" After Su Muyao said thank you politely, her eyes fell on the clothes on the bed worth more than 270,000 yuan. She couldn't figure it out, to be precise, she couldn't figure it out. She just gave Chen Fengxi 200,000 yuan in medical expenses. He bought such expensive clothes for himself, aren't he afraid that he would run away? That's right, let alone clothes worth 270,000 yuan, even Su Muyao couldn't run away. She had to count on Chen Fengxi to cure her sister.

Su Muyao sat on the bed and couldn't help but reach out and touched the clothes and bags she had never even dreamed of. At this moment, she was very entangled, hating Chen Fengxi's self-righteousness, and being excited about it.

"It's all about spending my money!"

After a long time of silence, Su Muyao then excitedly put on her clothes. In order to get better, she went to the bathroom to dry her hair.

After wearing the underwear without external feeling and the silky smooth dress, she began to understand why rich people like to buy big brands. The feeling of wearing this clothes on her body was as if she was not wearing them. Not only was she comfortable but also had a happy spirit!

"Dongdong."

"Enter!"

Zhang Changgong pushed the door and saw the newly renovated Su Muyao's approachable smile instantly changed to surprise.

"What, is it ugly? I just knew that I was not suitable for wearing this kind of clothes." Su Muyao smiled awkwardly.

Zhang Changgong shook his head and said, "No, no, no, it looks very good. If you change the hairstyle, it will look even better. After we return to Qingshi, I will help you with the style."

Su Muyao shyly stroked her hair, asked happily and surprised, "You can still get a haircut?"

"I don't know how to get a haircut, but I can help people with styles. The boss's styles are all done by me. You also know that the boss has very high requirements for details. He has tried many stylists but he is not satisfied with it, so I have to learn it. I will put the shoes here for you. I will go down to get some food for the boss, and you will come out later." Zhang Changgong didn't say too much to Su Mu, and then put the shoes on the ground and then exited the room.

The more humble Zhang Changgong acted, the more surprised Su Muyao was. Which mountain Chen Fengxi was from the monkey? Why did he have so many things to do? The most incredible thing is how he let an old man learn all this?

"Gaoyuan, hand me the sesame paste."

"Brother Lan, help me with lettuce."

"I said, can you eat it slowly? Just a little fish ball from Te Mom, Quan Te Mom let you eat it!"

"boss."

The hot dinner was quiet instantly due to Su Muyao's appearance.

Except for Chen Fengxi, everyone's eyes widened in surprise and even forgot to chew the food in their mouths.

"Uncle Zhang is in the kitchen, go down to tell him and help me adjust some vinegar." Chen Fengxi said without raising her head.

"Oh..." Su Muyao walked out of the room with some conscience.

"Seo..."

"Damn it, I'm burning to death..."

As soon as Su Muyao left, the messy scenes returned to the room again.

After Liu Jingzhi swallowed the fish balls in his mouth, he looked at Chen Fengxi with an incredible look: "Young Master Chen, you are a bit too much, right? Such a beautiful woman, you asked her to do this? It's a waste of resources! How many waiters do I have here? Just let them give you whatever I want!"

"Didn't your parents teach you not to eat or speak?" Chen Fengxi glanced at Liu Jingzhi with displeasure.

Liu Jingzhi shrugged his shoulders locally and said with a reluctant smile: "You are right, but no one taught me this. My parents divorced when I was three years old."

Chen Fengxi tilted his head and looked at Liu Jingzhi's eyes. His eyes were a little complicated, sympathetic and surprised, but it was more of a kind of sincerity that was hard to refuse.

Liu Jingzhi grinned, picked up his rice bowl, and quietly enjoyed the food.

Liu Jingzhi, who was the most clamoring, calmed down, and the others had no reason to continue clamoring. The same table of meals and people at the same table had a completely different style.

The former is a bit too noisy, while the latter is a bit too quiet.

According to Chen Fengxi's personality, he should prefer the latter.
Chapter completed!