As soon as Xiao He said this, he was refuted by Yang Wei.
"All nonsense!"
"You don't even make drafts when you brag. As far as I know, there is only one Supreme Gold Card for Jinsheng Group, and it is still in the hands of Mr. Nangong Huai."
"Can you still be Mr. Nangong's illegitimate son? It's so ridiculous."
Since Yang Wei's uncle is the manager of Jinsheng's branch, he still knows a little about Jinsheng Group. Xiao He is just a takeaway delivery person, how can He De have the Supreme Gold Card?
Lin Zhiruo was also a little disbelief, "Xiao He, don't joke, let's talk about what's going on?"
She was also a little worried that Xiao He's room card was incorrect.
Xiao He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "To be honest, you don't believe me, do you have to lie?"
"Actually, I planned to stay in the employee dormitory last night, but suddenly a mysterious person came to me and said that he couldn't get used to living in Villa No. 1 and wanted to live in my employee dormitory, so he exchanged with me.
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Xiao He made up a super crappy reason casually.
Are there people in this world who don’t live in a luxurious palace villa but instead live in a single room?
He originally thought that everyone would still be suspicious, but except for Lin Zhiruo who didn't believe it, Song Chunhua and Yang Wei and others believed it.
"Tsk, how did I come from this villa in your opinion? It turned out that it was just given by someone else."
Yang Wei regained his confidence again. Compared to what Xiao He said that he had the Supreme Golden Card, he believed in Xiao He's poor excuse.
There are many rich people in this world who have special hobbies, so maybe Xiao He will encounter it?
"Hmph, it's really shameless. Villa No. 1, which I live in by someone else's gift, actually dares to show off in front of us."
Li Yiyue hugged her chest, her tone full of contempt.
"I'll just go, your eyes see me showing off. If you didn't have to question me, would I come in and prove it?" Xiao He was so angry that he came.
"Okay, January, we don't need to waste time with this vain waste. As planned, we should go to the free trade zone to shop!" Yang Wei said with a lofty attitude.
After saying that, the three of them turned around and left Villa No. 1.
When Lin Zhiruo heard about shopping, she also showed a brilliant look in her eyes. This may be the expression of a woman's nature.
"Xiao He, if you don't want to go, let's go home! Anyway, I'm satisfied after playing for a day."
Although Lin Zhiruo also wanted to go shopping, she was still very concerned about Xiao He's feelings. She knew that Yang Wei and Li Yiyue would definitely make different ways to ridicule Xiao He.
"No! Wife, I'm just about to go to the free trade zone to have a look!"
How could Xiao He not understand Lin Zhiruo’s thoughts? Will he be afraid of them? Although the three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang, those three guys will only kill Zhuge Liang.
Soon, the group came to Jincheng Free Trade Zone, which is the first free trade zone in southwest of Longguo. Since the tariffs and quantity restrictions in commodity trade are completely eliminated, it almost brings together all the top luxury in the world.
The store has become a shopping paradise in the hearts of Jincheng people.
Li Yiyue, Yang Wei and others seemed to be frequent customers here, and they knew the shops here as well. Soon they brought a few people to a Dior perfume shop.
"It's the first time you've come to this luxury store! Remember, don't be surprised if you see those prices."
"Forget it, you'd better stay away from us. I don't want to be embarrassed by your implication."
Li Yiyue scolded Xiao He as if he scolded poor relatives in the countryside.
Xiao He was too lazy to see this idiot woman as much as he did, so he took Lin Zhiruo's hand and went shopping by himself, "Wife, what kind of perfume do you like, just tell me directly, I'll give it to you."
Lin Zhiruo was also confused by the dazzling array of perfumes. After her disfigurement, she rarely visited these shops. Moreover, she has always maintained the habit of thrift. The perfume she used is only a few thousand yuan per bottle. Now she looks at it.
The perfume that costs tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of dollars at every turn is also slightly shocking.
"No need, I have it at home, let's just take a look!" Lin Zhiruo said quarrelly. Which woman doesn't want anyone to give her luxury goods? But she knows Xiao He's situation and he handed all his money to herself.
, where can I have free money to buy perfume for myself?
"Hmph, a poor loser is just a slut."
Li Yiyue sneered Xiao He coldly, turned her head and said to the clerk with a arrogant look on her face, "Is there any royal 5 perfume?"
A female clerk wearing a black silk skirt said enthusiastically: "Miss, there are some more."
After saying that, he turned around and went to the showcase to take down a bottle of perfume with a delicate appearance and handed it to Li Yiyue.
Li Yiyue walked up to Lin Zhiruo with a pretentious look, "Miss Lin, as a woman, I believe you must have heard of this perfume! Many domestic female celebrities use this one, I think its fragrance is very suitable for you.
The temperament is not expensive, it is only 150,000 yuan.”
"Delivery, didn't you just say you wanted to give Miss Lin perfume? I'll see this one!"
Li Yiyue was sure that Xiao He couldn't get so much money, so she deliberately embarrassed him in front of everyone.
"No need, I don't like the smell of this perfume." Lin Zhiruo naturally knew Li Yiyue's thoughts.
"How could a woman not like Royal No. 5 perfume? I think you said this on purpose because you knew your husband couldn't afford it!" Li Yiyue said aggressively.
"Don't you just swearing to send Miss Lin perfume? Why, now you're dumb?"
Li Yiyue's words immediately attracted the attention of countless customers in the store. They were all kinds of celebrities or rich wives in Jincheng. When they saw Xiao He's outfit, they knew that this was a poor loser. How could he afford to have money?
Royal No. 5? They all looked at Xiao He jokingly at this time.
"I bought this perfume." Chi Chuan Furuo spoke out loudly.
This is the drama they arranged.
After saying that, Chi Chuan Fulang pretended to be a little and handed a bank card to the shopping guide, "Swipe the card at the original price, no discount, the rest is a tip for you."
Chi Chuan Fulang did not forget to glance at Xiao He in a arrogant manner, and the meaning of provocation was self-evident.
Upon hearing this, the onlookers couldn't help but look at Chi Chuan Furuo. Although the man was a little shorter and still had such a rustic hairstyle, he looked so handsome and extraordinary when he made a move.
The shopping guide immediately smiled: "Thank you sir!"
After saying that, he swiped the card cleanly and then packed the perfume and handed it to Chi Chuan Fulang.
Chi Chuan Fulang took it casually and then delivered it to Lin Zhiruo: "Miss Lin, today is the anniversary of the 381st day of our meeting. This perfume is the anniversary gift I give you."
As soon as Chi Chuan Fulang said this, the celebrities around him showed more and more envious eyes. This man was not only generous, but also so careful. He even remembered so clearly for many days after knowing him. He is such a good man!
Of course, this is also a line designed by Li Yiyue for Chi Chuan Fulang. The purpose is to better touch Lin Zhiruo's heart.
"Sorry, Mr. Chi Chuan, I won't accept your gift." Lin Zhiruo flatly refused. Although she liked this perfume, she was disgusted with Chi Chuan Fulang.
Li Yiyue stepped forward and said, "Miss Lin, what we women want is a man who can be 100% good to ourselves. Look at how sincere Mr. Chi Chuan is to you, unlike some people who can't even take out the fraction of this perfume.
, You will definitely not be happy if you follow such a man.”
The women watching the fun nodded deeply, and a loser and a man who was generous in their actions would naturally choose the latter without hesitation.
What? When you talk about love, don't joke. That thing is just an illusory thing. Only what can be held in your own hands is the most real thing.