Manager Fang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, of course. Miss, please, please go first. Miss Zhao, I'm really sorry, please give in and let this lady choose first."
Zhao Linlin's face turned ugly long after Manager Fang determined that An Zhisu's platinum card was genuine. An Zhisu slapped her with a loud slap in the face with the platinum card in his hand. Everyone in the store could hear it. Zhao Linlin
I wish I could find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
Manager Fang couldn't care about Zhao Linlin at this moment, and asked the salesperson to take out all the latest models and put them in front of An Zhisu to choose from. But An Zhisu just glanced at it and threw the card to Manager Fang: "I want them all.
Already."
Although An Zhisu is not a platinum member, she knows that the Hermès platinum membership card can be used to record purchases. Customers with membership cards settle the bill once a year and do not need to pay on the spot. So she dared to say boldly that she wanted them all. There was no need to do so anyway.
Pay on the spot.
"All, do you want them all?" Manager Fang was a little dumbfounded, there are more than a dozen items.
"What? No?" An Zhisu raised his eyebrows indifferently.
Manager Fang quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, of course."
An Zhisu smiled brightly, almost blinding everyone's eyes with her flourishing beauty.
Zhao Linlin clenched her fists tightly: "An Zhisu, you did it on purpose!"
An Zhisu smiled, turned to the salesperson and said, "Do you have any scissors? Can you lend them to me?"
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 silk scarf in front of Zhao Linlin and all the onlookers, and cut it off.
Click!
A crisp voice fell, and a dozen pairs of eyes watched helplessly as the latest silk scarf was cut into two halves.
Zhao Linlin even took a breath and felt her heart bleed. That was the silk scarf she had been waiting for all year, and it was cut to pieces by this bitch An Zhisu!
Click!
While taking a breath, An Zhisu picked up another silk scarf and cut it with scissors, without feeling any distress, as if what she was cutting was not Hermès, but a fake sold at a street stall in the night market.
Click!
Click!
Click!
An Zhisu moved the knife like a god, and the scissors kept shaking in her right hand. With every click, a silk scarf was cut to pieces. Everyone who saw it was frightened, as if the scissors had stabbed directly in their hearts.
Zhao Linlin held an angry fist. If looks 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 An Zhisu gave him and returned with the platinum card, An Zhisu had already cut more than a dozen new silk scarves into a pile of silk strips.
Manager Fang staggered and almost fell to his knees before An Zhisu.
Rich man, please take off my knees!
Snap!
An Zhisu cut up the last silk scarf and threw the scissors on the counter. She squinted her beautiful eyes and exhaled: "Zhao Linlin, even if I cut the thing I like, I won't leave it to you."
Zhao Linlin was so angry that tears welled up 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 events.
When An Zhisu was a child, he was a little bully. This little bully's domineering behavior became more and more annoying after An Tingnuan entered the An family. At that time, An Zhisu and An Tingnuan hated each other and often fought secretly.
Even if An Zhisu's things were thrown away, smashed, or destroyed, An Tingnuan would not let An Tingnuan touch them. If An Tingnuan touched her things, she would destroy them on the spot and leave nothing to An Tingnuan.
However, An Zhisu, who was so overbearing and annoying, was deeply loved by An Boyuan. Especially after her mother died, An Boyuan felt guilty and gave her all the love that should be compensated for her mother, which made An Zhisu feel confident.
An Zhisu is also very talented in design. She has won many design awards when she was a girl. The An Group can still make a lot of money by relying on the manuscripts she designed. If it hadn't happened five years ago, An Zhisu would be hundreds of years old now.
One hundred percent has been cultivated by An Boyuan as his heir.
Zhao Linlin was like a clown in front of An Zhisu. It was the same five years ago and it will be the same five years later. An Zhisu wanted to tell her clearly that even if she was not the eldest lady of the An Group, she could still trample her.
Into the dust.
An Zhisu is Zhao Linlin's plague god. As soon as she appears, Zhao Linlin will be unlucky. This is a vicious circle. Even if five years have passed, even if her Zhao family has changed, even if everyone has to call her Miss Zhao. She
In front of An Zhisu, she was still overwhelmed.
..."Relieve your anger, it's so relieved that Zhao Linlin's face is swollen from your beating. You said she doesn't have a long memory, and she still has to provoke you even though she knows you are easy to provoke. She is really the most self-abuse person I have ever seen.
." Song Jiaren pulled An Zhisu out of the mall, almost laughing. She held her stomach and smiled.
There is no image.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on An Zhisu's shoulders, reflecting her side face, and she slightly raised the corners of her lips: "Maybe she thought that An Zhisu now was a person who could be flattened or rounded by her.
"
Song Jiaren's stomach hurt from laughing, so she continued to laugh while lying on An Zhisu's back: "I would also like to thank the man who helped you out. Who is he? Do you know him?"
"Ye Lancheng's bodyguard." An Zhisu put her hand in her jacket pocket and rubbed it. She knew very well that today she borrowed Ye Lancheng's hand to slap Zhao Linlin. Without Ye Lancheng, she would really have been beaten by Zhao Linlin today.
Bullied.
"Ye Lancheng? Why did he appear in the shopping mall?" Song Jiaren was surprised. After a while, she slapped her forehead and woke up: "How could I forget that this shopping mall is owned by the Shengshi Consortium? When I go, I feel like
What an idiot, he actually dragged the shopping mall proprietress to give money to the shopping mall."
An Zhisu was amused by Song Jiaren. She also learned that this mall is owned by the Shengshi Consortium. This can also explain why Ye Lan has a platinum card from Hermès. As the big BOSS of the mall, he probably owns the entire mall.
Supreme VIP card bar at the counter.
"Zhisu, now I think what your husband said is true." Song Jiaren suddenly patted An Zhisu's shoulder and said.
"Huh? Which sentence?" An Zhisu was confused.
Song Jiaren's tone was serious: "Marry me and become my wife, Ye Lancheng. From now on, you can walk sideways in S City."
An Zhisu:……
It seems, it seems, this is really the case. A platinum card can slap Zhao Linlin in the face. If Ye Lancheng's name is directly reported, the general manager of the shopping mall can probably follow behind and carry a bag.
"Zhisu, I can now imagine how rich the expressions on An Tingnuan and her mistress would be if the An family knew you were married to Ye Lancheng." Song Jiaren fell into self-fantasy and couldn't stop laughing again. An Zhisu was
She went astray, imagining that An Tingnuan was obviously very jealous and angry, but she still pretended to be happy for her in front of her father, and An Zhisu felt very relieved.