Chapter 8 Why Are Your Pants Wet?(1/2)
Tang Feng smashes his mouth.
It seems that this guy has not understood the essence of the rich man in the demon city.
Vest, slippers, duffel bags…
This is the standard monster rich man.
This kind of dress is already done.
This guy has never seen anything.
Tang Feng looked at the old woman, but saw the old woman throwing a charming look at him.
Tang Feng: "..."
It turned out that he thought the old woman would take care of his little face, but now he probably can't count on it.
Pan Li spoke.
"Little handsome guy, should you consider being my personal assistant? I'll give you 50,000 yuan a month!"
Tang Feng: "???"
What's the thing?
This old woman still wants to support herself?
Wori…
Tang Feng felt nauseous.
If I hadn't been afraid of dirting other people's places, I would have vomited out long ago.
So he said politely: "Sorry, I like men."
The melon-eating crowd laughed.
"The little brother is cruel enough. In order to reject the old woman, he will bend himself."
"I learned it, who is still worried about not having any reason to refuse? Learn from this little brother..."
"Actually I am gay, actually I am Lily... wonderful..."
At this moment, a word suddenly appeared in the crowd.
"Maybe, what this little brother said is true? He really likes men."
When everyone heard this, their breathing suddenly stopped and they were quiet for a few seconds.
"To be honest, I actually like men, too..."
"I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that, why do you always not be intimate with me? It turns out that you like men, ah! Scumbag, break up!"
"Awesome brother, do you want to add WeChat?"
“…”
Tang Feng: "..."
Who is it?
Who is guiding the wind?
Who is gay in the crowd?
Tang Feng felt that he could not stay here anymore.
He returned to the fitting room to change into his clothes and wanted to leave quietly.
However, Xiao Yan was paying attention to him. Seeing that Tang Feng had some action, he laughed and said, "Are the poor guy going to run away? I'm right, I don't even have two hundred yuan on his body, and he's poor and loser!"
The clay people are a little angry, not to mention that Tang Feng is a living person, so he is even more angry.
No grievances or grudges, and keeps talking nonstop, who is it?
"No matter how poor I am, I make money by my ability, unlike some people who rely on their faces to be fair!" Tang Feng was not willing to be outdone, and then turned to the beautiful clerk and said, "That's all, please help me wrap it up."
"Hmph, this suit costs 20,000 or 30,000 yuan. Could it be that I saved money for half a year and bought such a suit and pretended to behave myself." Xiao Yan made fun of him.
"While I can buy one or two sets casually, my dear sometimes buys me a few sets, right, my dear."
Xiao Yan snuggled up on Pan Li's shoulder, looking like a little bird dependent on others.
Pan Li smiled and nodded when she heard Xiao Yan's words, directed the beautiful clerk and said, "Pick two sets of clothes for him, and you need the most suitable one. The price is not a problem!"
In her opinion, no matter how expensive the suit is, it is not much more expensive.
It’s better to spend some money to suppress Tang Feng. The young man is ignorant of the world and let him experience the beatings of society so that he can climb onto his own bed.
Pan Li thought happily.
Just then, a cold sound came from behind the crowd.
"Pack up all the clothes I just tried, I'll want them all!"
Everyone was in an uproar.
Want all of them?
Tang Feng tried at least twenty sets of clothes, each set costing tens of thousands of dollars.
It's so unmannerable.
After sighing, everyone noticed Jing Ziyan's appearance.
"Damn it? Why is it so beautiful? Mom, I'm in love."
"Goddess! Aren't you my dream lover?"
"Oh no, it's the feeling of myocardial infarction. Goddess quickly give me an artificial respiration..."
A man in the crowd trembled all over and said silently: "I think it's just average. Why are you so excited?"
"Huh? Why are your pants wet?"
“…”
Jing Ziyan ignored the melon-eating crowd, walked through the crowd, and walked straight towards Tang Feng, holding Tang Feng's arm without shyness.
Tang Feng was stunned: "So fast?"
Jing Ziyan suddenly blushed: "Are you quick? You won't be quick..."
Xiao Yan was so jealous when he saw that the goddess-level figure was so close to Tang Feng.
"Haha, little face!" he couldn't help but say.
Tang Feng looked at him with a strange expression: "Why are you scolding yourself?"
Xiao Yan was furious and had no choice but to look at Pan Li with help.
Pan Li was also jealous at this time.
How can this woman be so beautiful?
Still so rich?
No, she can't be compared!
"According to his size, we want double portions of what they want!" Pan Li said.
If you can't compare to your appearance, then compare money!
In today's world, money is the king!
The beautiful clerk began to get busy, quickly packed Tang Feng's twenty suits, took the card handed over by Jing Ziyan, swiped the card, issued the invoice, and completed it in one go!
Jing Ziyan picked a suit and carried it himself, and then ordered: "Send someone to send the rest to Yueli Xintian."
The melon-eating crowd was in full bloom again.
"What? I heard it right, Yueli Xintian? That's where real rich people can live."
"Not to say, it's true. I just checked it. The housing price starts at 100,000 yuan. If it is a villa, it starts at 100,000 yuan!"
"hiss……"
"This is a real rich man."
Xiao Yan and Pan Li looked very ugly.
Therefore, Pan Li's wealth cannot live in Yueli's new world.
Damn, have you pretended to hit the boss?
The two felt that their faces were hurting.
Tang Feng and Jing Ziyan did not stay for much. Staying here was just a disgusting person, so they naturally left quickly.
When Tang Feng passed by Xiao Yan, he was silent for a while, and still planned to tell him the truth about the world:
"When you can easily enter, you should understand that it is not your ability, but the other party can tolerate your insignificance."
Tang Feng patted his shoulder and left in a sigh.
To be continued...