Today is Sunday, and the shopping mall is surrounded by crowds of people and traffic. Women wearing sexy clothes enter the shopping mall in twos and threes. Zhang Yan can’t help but stare at her because her clothes are leaking. She is wearing heavy makeup and foundation all over her face, and she is completely dressed up with cosmetics.

When he came out, he completely lost his original innocence, but despite this, Zhang Yan was still moved by it. He was still a junior brother, and it was normal for him to be impulsive when he saw a beautiful woman.

The outside of the mall was like a furnace. Zhang Yan stayed there for less than ten minutes, and big beads of sweat rolled down his face. His clothes were completely soaked with sweat. He couldn't wait to leave this crowded place.

Moving crowds entered the mall.

"Stop, no one allowed to enter if they are disheveled."

Arriving at the entrance of the shopping mall, Zhang Yan was about to go in when suddenly a shout came from the mouth of the security guard maintaining order at the door.

"Those who look down on others, tell me what it means to be disheveled."

The security guard's words aroused Zhang Yan's inner arrogance, and his face was full of displeasure. He would never be merciful to this kind of security guard who judged people by their clothes. He shook his head helplessly, walked up and whispered in the ears of the two security guards.

What are you talking about.

"Damn it, stay away from me." Looking at the dirty and patched boy, the security guard angrily yelled, fearing that he would be contaminated by Zhang Yan, he pointed the baton in his hand at Zhang Yan's chest and poked it back.

go.

"I just want to tell you that you peed your pants. I mistook your kindness for a donkey's heart and lungs. Okay, forget it, I didn't tell you."

Although the security guard didn't believe it, he instinctively looked at his lower body. It didn't matter. He really saw a wet patch between his trouser legs, and the wet area was still expanding. He quickly covered his lower body with his palms.

The lower body, gray and gray, disappeared amidst the laughter of the crowd.

Zhang Yan sneered and walked into the mall. As soon as he entered the gate, noisy shouts could be heard. He originally thought that the situation inside would be better, but he didn't expect that there were more people than outside, but it was still much cooler than outside.

After reading the instructions on the pillar next to him, Zhang Yan went directly to the place selling clothes on the third floor.

The surging flow of people rarely paid attention to Zhang Yan, but the people beside him were still far away from him, unwilling to stand with this man in shabby clothes.

After arriving on the third floor, Zhang Yan saw a piece of sportswear at first sight. He liked it. He walked in and said to the salesperson inside: "Help me take down this piece of sportswear. I want to try it on."

"

The saleswoman glanced at Zhang Yan's sloppy clothes and the worn-out cloth shoes on the soles of his feet. Her face was full of disdain, she put her palms on her chest and sneered: "Sir, you'd better look at the price first. If you wear

It’s not okay if you don’t buy it!”

Zhang Yan just took a fancy to the clothes and didn't pay attention to the price. However, seeing that the attitude of the saleswoman was almost the same as that of the security guard, he sneered in his heart and suddenly walked to the counter and threw the 10,000 yuan note on the table.

He said proudly: "Wrap it up for me, I want this one."

Looking at the stack of hundred-dollar bills on the table, the saleswoman's eyes shone. Judging from the thickness of the bills, it was estimated to be ten thousand yuan. She took it in her hand and checked it. It was really real money and not the so-called counterfeit money. For

Zhang Yan's attitude immediately softened a lot.

Customers are God, but in today's era, money is God. Without money, there is no dignity, no prestige, no front, no everything. If you ask for money, you have everything. This seems to have become the world

The unchanging law.

"Sir, this dress costs 1,888 yuan. I will wrap it up for you right now." The saleswoman said with a smile, and then used the hanger hook to take off the sportswear on top.

Zhang Yan on the side swallowed his saliva and asked again in disbelief: "How much is it?"

"1888 yuan, sir, we have a promotion in the store, with a 30% discount on everything. In the past, this piece of clothing would have cost nearly 2500 yuan." The saleswoman patiently explained to Zhang Yan, even though the clothes he wore were not very good.

, but if you are rich, you can get at least 200 yuan in commission if you sell this piece of clothing.

Two thousand yuan, a piece of clothing is actually two thousand yuan, which is equivalent to ten years of pocket money. Although Zhang Yan has money, he does not want to spend it so lavishly. He came to the front desk with a wicked smile on his face and picked up

The banknotes just dropped on the table disappeared quietly the moment the saleswoman turned around.

"Sir, it's packed for you." The saleswoman turned around and looked, but there was no trace of Zhang Yan at all, and the money on the counter was also gone.

"You are so shameless, what are you pretending to be? Don't think you can amuse us with two dollars." The saleswoman cursed dissatisfiedly, causing the surrounding customers to watch, wondering what happened.

Zhang Yan, who was leaving, also heard the scoldings behind him and walked toward the distance dejectedly. He visited a few more stores. This time he learned the lesson. The first thing he looked at was the price. There were a lot of clothes in the photo, but

The price is also ridiculously high.

"It seems like this is not a place for you to spend money?" After wandering around for a long time with no results, Zhang Yan reluctantly prepared to leave the mall, when suddenly a familiar figure appeared in her sight.

"Isn't she staying with the old man at home? How did she come to the county? And who is the man next to her?" A series of questions appeared in Zhang Yan's mind, looking at the burly and powerful man standing next to her in a well-dressed suit.

The generous man looked at his thin, shriveled, and shabby clothes again, feeling a little jealous in his heart.

At this moment, Long Ling is still wearing the same dress as yesterday, her figure is undoubtedly exposed, her hands are behind her back, and the high heels on her feet have been replaced by running shoes. If she didn't know better, she would have thought she was a student in the university, she is so innocent.

Touching and pitiful. The man next to him is probably in his thirties. He has a fair face and a slightly fat figure. He is wearing a tailored black suit, a colorful tie, and a gold watch on his wrist. He looks like a man.

He had a very learned feeling, but when Zhang Yan saw his eyes that kept looking at Long Ling's chest, he sneered and said: "Except for me, all the crows in the world are generally black, and they are all animals that think about problems with their lower bodies.

"

He didn't want Teacher Long Ling to be taken advantage of by others. After all, Long Ling was also his senior sister and he couldn't let outsiders take advantage. Although he didn't know exactly what kind of senior sister she was, as long as she was a senior sister, he had the responsibility to protect her from other men.

Duty, he walked up with a charming smile on his face.
Chapter completed!