Qin Feng and Tang Qingqian worked side by side, selecting ingredients for tonight's dinner on the shelves.
Qin Feng took the initiative to cook at home, otherwise he would have been taken by Tang Qingqian to eat some Western and Japanese food.
He wasn't used to it and was worried about bumping into Wen Lan outside.
The two people worked in tandem and quickly filled the shopping cart.
The goddess has long flowing hair and slender legs.
It made Qin Feng really addicted to his eyes.
While queuing up to check out, Tang Qingqian carried another bottle of red wine and put it in:
"This brand seems to be okay, I might give it a try."
After scanning the code at checkout, Qin Feng was completely dumbfounded.
More than 20,000 yuan, including 300 yuan for dinner ingredients and 25,000 yuan for red wine.
For the first time, he felt the gap between himself and the goddess. He could only drink a sip of red wine, and his one-year internship salary was not enough.
Not to mention, the annual maintenance and refueling of her Porsche 911, which is worth several million, is astronomical.
No wonder she looked down on herself so much that night. The gap between the poor and the rich can sometimes be made up not only by money, but also by their living habits.
"What's wrong?"
Tang Qingqian noticed something strange, looked at the shopping amount, and took the initiative to explain:
"It's okay. They were all bought for me. I'll pay for them."
As if she was prepared, she took out her bank card from her bag and handed it to the cashier first.
Before Qin Feng could say anything, something embarrassing happened to Tang Qingqian. There was insufficient balance in the card.
She changed another card and handed it over, but the result was the same.
Tang Qingqian's pretty face was stiff. She had never been in the habit of using cash, but she had tried all the bank cards and credit cards in her wallet, and none of the five or six cards could be used.
The people in line behind me were a little impatient.
"Can you hurry up? There are so many people waiting in line!"
"Isn't it embarrassing to come to the supermarket if you don't have money?"
Tang Qingqian's pretty face sank: "Is there something wrong with your machine?"
The cashier's attitude was flat: "Madam, our machine is normal."
When had Tang Qingqian been wronged like this before? She was about to argue with the other party.
"Let me do it."
Qin Feng took out his bank card.
The machine swiped the card to check out, and there was no abnormality.
When walking out of the counter, Tang Qingqian lowered her head, making it difficult to see the expression on her face.
"I lent you this money, and I will pay it back to you when I get back."
Qin Feng also felt a little sick. He had just received a deposit of 100,000 yuan in the morning, but in the blink of an eye, he had crossed out one-third of it.
But he didn't intend to let Tang Qingqian return the favor: "Forget it, let's just treat it as meat."
Tang Qingqian already knew what was going on. She took out her phone, opened her address book and was about to call the number she was extremely reluctant to call.
"Director Tang, do you also go to the supermarket?"
A middle-aged man wearing a plaid shirt chased up from behind with his arms around a beautiful woman.
The two people were carrying full shopping bags and were obviously checking out behind them.
"Yeah." Tang Qingqian replied coldly, with disgust in his eyes.
Qin Feng looked over and saw that he had never seen a middle-aged woman before, but that beautiful woman seemed to be a doctor at the Central Hospital. He couldn't remember the specific department, but she looked familiar.
"Haha, it's really rare. I thought Director Tang never went shopping."
The middle-aged man's eyes moved to Qin Feng: "Who is this?"
"Friend." Tang Qingqian replied impatiently.
"Friend? Why does it look familiar to me?"
Seeing her man looking at Tang Qingqian with burning eyes, the woman beside her smiled evilly:
"Also, I thought I was wrong just now. It turned out that Director Tang really had no money to pay the bill when he was buying something, and he was almost blocked by someone."
The woman has a delicate appearance, and at first glance, she belongs to the Xiaojiabiyu type.
But when he speaks, he raises the corners of his mouth slightly, giving people an extremely proud and cold feeling.
"It has nothing to do with you!"
Tang Qingqian glanced at the woman and was about to take Qin Feng away.
"Director Tang stayed away from strangers in the hospital and didn't interact with anyone. I really thought she was a fairy who descended to earth and could not change her mind. It turned out that the old cow was eating young grass and went to pick up his own intern."