With mixed feelings about being warned by the housekeeper who had taken care of him since childhood, not to break into the women's restroom again, Meng Lang walked to two dressing rooms with black curtains.

Hold it back, forget it, everything is just to let my brother enter the night game smoothly and participate in the national war. There is a little stigma, but he is just regarded as a pervert who forced his way into the women's restroom.

It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter to me.

(Mysterious voice: Then why are you crying?)

This is the sweat of the soul!!!

"Xiao Or! Just give up! The suit I chose is so handsome! You have no chance! Wahahahaha!!!"

One of the two dressing rooms with black curtains in front of them made a triumphant and arrogant voice. Meng Lang, who was waiting outside, was silent with a black face.

I forgot to look at it just now, what kind of suits did these two guys choose...

And brother, I'm very curious, where do you, a loser who has never touched a suit, get your confidence?

Well, from a contact point of view, the chances of winning are small or higher no matter how you think about it. After all, you are a child of a big family. Even if you don't know how to choose, you can just wear it the way you originally wore it...

"Brother Meng, I've changed it."

Whoosh!

Then at this moment, Gou Yu opened the curtains, fastened the buttons, and dressed neatly in a dark, old-fashioned suit. At first glance, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

But after watching too much, it looks like I’m going to attend someone’s funeral...

rash:(?_?)

It's you who lost, small or.

"What! Xiaoyou, you are faster than me!"

Swish!

Fangran was wearing a light pink suit with his shirt open, looking at Xiao Or with a bohemian, free-spirited and playboy vibe.

Sorry, you're in a draw.

Meng Lang couldn't help but cover his face.

Oh my god, are you two just teases sent by God to make me happy because God saw that I was under too much pressure?

Are you sure we can sneak into Vanity Fair on that cruise ship with your outfits like this!?

"My brother has never seen the world and chose that kind of virtue, so forget it..."

Meng Lang's eyes twitched and his brows twitched as he stared at Gou Yu. He raised his forehead and said angrily:

"Xiao You, you are a young master from a big family after all. It's okay if you don't choose to attend dinners as you usually do, but what do you mean if you insist on choosing to attend someone's funeral!?"

"puff..."

"You slutty pinkie have the nerve to laugh at others!"

Seeing Fangran couldn't help but chuckle, Meng Lang suddenly said angrily!

"No, Brother Meng, your words have seriously misunderstood me."

Listening to Meng Lang's complaints, Gou Yu retorted very seriously:

"I don't have to choose the suit that I would wear for a funeral. I only wear suits that I would wear for other people's funerals."

Gou Yu gave a serious explanation:

"I was in the research laboratory during the annual meeting. I didn't attend any dinner or anything like that at the Li family. To be precise, I'm the same type as the captain who has never seen the world."

rash:"......"

What's the matter with this feeling of bitter sympathy mixed with the feeling that I've wrongly blamed you...

"Hey, bro, what do you think of this one? Is it trendy? Does it fit the look of the upper class?"

Fangran opened his hands to show him his light pink open suit.

Meng Lang looked at him silently, then patted his shoulder and said in a kind and thoughtful tone:

"Brother."

"The upper class pays attention to luxury and elegance, exquisite fabrics and meticulous workmanship, which contain all kinds of things that enhance one's taste. You can simply understand it as high-end style, which has nothing to do with whether it is trendy or not."

Fangran looked at him speechlessly, feeling that Meng Lang looked at her with a look full of fucking concern for the mentally retarded.

"And if you want to look good in a light pink suit, you have very high requirements for appearance and temperament. Good-looking people look very good in it, such as a certain celebrity with the surname Lu."

"And it's so inappropriate for you to wear it now that I can only imagine Wang Baoqiang. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Fang Ran: "..."

Man, your analogy is really annoying.

"Okay, I already have a full understanding of the suit quality of both of you."

Meng Lang held his forehead and sighed, then pretended to be casual and picked out the custom-made suit he had prepared from the hanger.

"Fortunately, I have already chosen it for you. Please settle the bill."

After a while, the three of them walked out of the Zegna suit store.

Fangran was carrying his bag...

"Where should we go next? To eat?"

Fangran, who was not full from his lunch box, asked seriously.

"Brother, I should have told you that we still have shirts, shoes, ties, watches and other equipment that we haven't bought. What gave you the illusion that we are done and can go to dinner?"

Meng Lang glanced at him carrying three big bags and said.

Fangran immediately grimaced...

No

"Brother... I'm the worst at shopping... Every time my mom goes shopping, I blame my dad..."

"It's no use talking anymore, let's go!"

...

...

Three hours later.

"Ha...ha...huh...I'll go...Brother, how many more things do we need to buy..."

In Beijing, in one of the most luxurious shopping malls in Dongjiang District.

Fangran followed Meng Lang, panting and tired, carrying large and small bags, and once again understood a truth.

Shopping is a physical activity.

Especially when going shopping with someone who loves shopping.

"Oh, brother, you are just like a piece of rubbish. I am very worried about what you will do if you have a girlfriend in the future."

Meng Lang pretended to be helpless and sighed.

"Asshole!! You don't have to carry a bag!!"

Fangran looked at this guy who was standing and talking without pain in his back. He wanted to throw down his hands and punch him in the face.

but.

He didn't dare.

Because, the price of these things he has...

It was more expensive than he imagined.

Not to mention suits, shoes, ties, shirts, etc., Meng Lang chose all foreign famous brands that he didn't recognize. You can understand it with just a few examples.

The three small boxes at the bottom of the fourth bag from the left on Fangran's right hand are the collar braces they just bought.

It's just a long piece, inserted into the collar of a shirt to make it look taller.

But it's made of gold.

...

Dry!

Damn, I didn’t even know what a collar brace was before today, but now I have a collar brace made of gold in my bag!

I go!

A thing that holds up the collar of a shirt is actually made of gold!?

Isn’t it the same if I stick out two chopsticks and peel the stuffing?

No one else can see it anyway.

Even if you can't see it, you resolutely choose to use gold as a collar to show off silently. This is the upper class...?

Poverty really limits my imagination...
To be continued...