The cashier in the store has never seen a rich man who brings so much money to buy clothes. Especially when Chen Mo is tall and handsome, he immediately flatters Zhao Rui: "Girl, your boyfriend is so nice to you. If you use so much money to buy clothes for you, he won't let you pay, so don't refuse. I'm envious of having such a good boyfriend."

After saying that, he skillfully calculated the price of the clothes in Zhao Rui's hand, which totaled more than 13,000 yuan.

Chen Mo was a little disappointed when he saw it, "The clothes in your store are too cheap. I bought several pieces and it costs so much. When will I spend the 200,000 yuan?"

The cashier was stunned. Why did he think the price was low? He apologized repeatedly with a confused look on his face: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry sir, our price was set by the boss. I'll let him raise the price tomorrow. I'm so sorry!"

Zhao Rui next to her was happy, "Is there anyone who said that? Or are you who thinks it's cheap?"

In fact, she felt very distressed when spending more than 10,000 yuan to buy clothes. You know, before yesterday, she could only earn two or three thousand yuan a month. This spend is her salary for several months. If she had been beaten to death in the past, she would not have bought such good clothes.

However, it is different now with Chen Mo. He also paid for the money for buying clothes. Zhao Rui felt that after living for so many years, she was the happiest today.

She took a big bag of clothes and asked the cashier to pay the bill from the 200,000 miles as soon as possible.

However, Chen Mo said: "No need to count, choose a few more clothes and spend all the 200,000 yuan!"

"What?"

"What?"

Zhao Rui and the cashier were both stunned!

They all looked at Chen Mo with their big eyes open, their faces full of shock.

Zhao Rui waved her hands repeatedly and said, "We still have to go to Heshun Spinning Mill. Have we... all spent it?"

"What are you afraid of? Didn't I just say that I didn't spend a penny there, I just wanted to go and have a look." Chen Mo said indifferently.

Zhao Rui had no choice. Chen Mo said whatever she said. She had to be obedient. She thought that she would buy clothes for herself anyway. At worst, she would just take out 200,000 yuan from her card.

So she had to nod in obedience and agreed to Chen Mo's request.

The cashier next to him was so shocked that his chin almost fell to the ground. Oh my God! Is there such a good man in the world?

I brought my girlfriend to buy clothes, but I couldn’t buy them less. I just threw them away and I would spend all of them, and I didn’t even blink my eyes.

Rich, do you still lack a girlfriend? It doesn’t matter if you are a young man!

The cashier's eyes looked at Chen Mo with countless cares popping up!

Then, she deliberately pulled the clothes on her chest down, straightened and said in a soft voice: "Sir, you are really charming. I wonder if I can ask for your mobile phone number. They don't have a boyfriend yet!"

Zhao Rui was angry at the sight, and immediately grabbed Chen Mo's hand and said, "Let's go choose clothes!"

Chen Mo smiled and gave a helpless expression to the cashier.

...

When the two of them returned to the Buick car, the clothes they carried were almost filling up a row of seats.

I bought more clothes today than Zhao Rui bought in the past twenty years, from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, from the inside to the outside, and from the outside, all kinds of colors and styles.

Zhao Rui looked at the pile of expensive clothes and didn't know whether to cry or be happy.

After Chen Mo urged her to get in the car, the two drove to the Heshun Spinning Factory.

After parking the car at the door, the two of them went to the security office at the door to register, and someone came out to take them in.

The one who received them was the sales manager, a bald man in his fifties and hair like the Mediterranean.

He looked at the documents that Chen Mo brought for a long time and said arrogantly: "I only bought 200,000 yuan of cotton yarn, and this amount is not enough for us to do anything."

After saying that, he glanced at Chen Mo and said, "You are a newcomer who just arrived at Jinxiu Textile Factory, right?"

"Yes, I've just arrived for two days." Chen Mo said lightly.

"Hmph...it's right," said the bald manager disdainfully, "Only you raw melon seeds are sent to do such things. Those people are unwilling to come for these thankless work. Only you incompetent newcomers will come and wait outside the door. When I have time, I will do it for you!"

As he said that, the bald manager threw the documents at Chen Mo and sent them to the beggars, so he didn't even bother to look at him.

He had just received a notice from the boss that a young man would bring 200,000 yuan to buy cotton yarn, so he would not be polite and use some tricks to make things difficult for him, and then he sold him the most garbage cotton yarn in the factory.

The bald manager waited for a long time and thought the other party was not coming. Unexpectedly, when he was in a hurry, Chen Mo and Zhao Rui who had bought the clothes arrived.

The bald manager just vented all the impatience of waiting on Chen Mo.

Seeing that the receipt was thrown to the ground, Zhao Rui quickly squatted down to pick it up, but Chen Mo suddenly grabbed his arm, "You don't need to pick it up!"

Then, Chen Mo looked at the bald manager and said calmly: "Pick it up!"

The bald manager is the sales department manager of this big factory. He also has dozens of people under his command. He usually calls and drinks around and shows off his power, so he would not take a young boy seriously.

Moreover, this kid is the guy who the boss personally told him to see some colors.

The bald manager glanced at Chen Mo and said disdainfully: "I'm picking up? Are you crazy? Do you like to pick up? If you don't pick up, get out of here. Who do you think you are? You dare to let me do things! Tell you, we don't like this little money business and are too lazy to care about you.

But if you can't buy cotton yarn, it's a big deal. A guy like you is poor and has just entered Jinxiu Textile Factory. If you can't do this well, you probably have to roll the bed and get out of here, right?

Hahaha... Just like you, a poor boy with no money or background, is so stubborn, and someone will deal with you sooner or later!"

"I'll say it again and pick it up!" Chen Mo stared at him and said coldly.

"Fuck, are you an idiot? Or are you having an ear problem? Didn't you hear me? I just don't pick it up, you will pick it up yourself. Moreover, if you still want me to sign and draft cotton yarn for you today, kneel down to me now, otherwise, you can't even wait for a day, and don't want me to sign it for you!" The bald manager was very arrogant and shouted loudly at Chen Mo.

Bang!

Chen Mo slapped through the desk. The bald manager's Mediterranean hairstyle was scattered, and he flew out two or three meters in a slanted manner, smashing a large piece of the printer folder next to him.

The bald manager covered his face and was confused. He fumbled on the ground for a long time before finding his dentures. After pressing it back to his mouth with great difficulty, he looked at Chen Mo and said furiously: "What a fuck, do you dare to hit me? Do you dare to hit me on my chassis? Can you kill you!"
Chapter completed!