Chapter 81: Who is diao silk?

"Ha, ha ha." Luo Jiajun smiled unnaturally, and said, "Assistant Lin, how long have you been saving your salary?"

After hearing this sentence, the female salesperson's eyes lit up, and her whole person instantly seemed to be empowered.

Yes, this must be the salary he saved from working for many years, but for some unknown reason, he just took out all the money and put it on him.

Now he took out all the money just to fill up the fat man with a swollen face.

It must be so!

Thinking of this, the female salesperson's face regained her look, and she calmly said, "Sir, please don't get excited. I think you should think about whether you really want to buy a bag with your hard-earned money."

"Well, I really admire your imagination." Lin sighed helplessly, then he squatted down, counted out 72,000 yuan, and put it on the cash register and said, "Hey, these are two. Click on the money for a bag. If there is no problem, please help me put the bag in the bag."

The saleswoman shook her head helplessly, gave Lin Huan a pitying look, and then counted the money.

After confirming that there was no problem, she silently put the two new bags into the handbag, and then handed them to Lin Huan's hand.

"Cough cough." Maybe because he felt that he had lost face just now, Luo Jiajun coughed dryly, and then said to Li Meimei: "Mei, let's go to the second floor and pick two more clothes?"

"Sao Luo, you are so kind to me, love you, do you?" Li Meimei kissed Luo Jiajun a few times in surprise, and then took his hand to the second floor.

Lin Huan touched his nose, stuffed the remaining money back into the backpack again, and then lifted his foot to follow.

Unexpectedly, the female salesperson stretched out her hand and stopped him: "Sir, the ready-made clothes on the second floor are very expensive, I advise you not to go up."

After being looked down upon by this female salesperson one after another, Lin Huan's anger in her heart was almost untenable: "This must be one of your sales skills, right?"

The female salesperson was taken aback for a moment and asked puzzledly: "What sales techniques?"

Lin Huan smiled sarcastically: "You want to irritate customers with your derogation and stupidity, so that customers can spend more money to buy things, right?"

"Sir, I do this for the sake of consideration." The saleswoman said with a slight frown.

"Thank you for your kindness." Lin Huan sneered and shook his head, then stepped up to the second floor.

The female saleswoman hummed "I don't know what to do." Then she followed up to the second floor.

She wanted to see how ashamed this young man surnamed Lin would be after seeing the price of ready-made clothes!

After reaching the second floor, Luo Jiajun casually said to Li Meimei: "Pick a few of them."

Li Meimei tried to suppress her inner excitement and nodded, "Okay."

Women choose clothes very carefully, such as fabrics, styles, patterns, whether they match their own temperament, etc., but Li Meimei is different. She chooses clothes with only one criterion, that is-which one is more expensive!

So Li Meimei picked clothes very quickly, and quickly selected three sets of different styles of ready-made clothes.

Female salesperson "Miss, these ready-to-wear garments you have chosen total 278,000 yuan."

After hearing this number, the muscles on Luo Jiajun's face twitched, and at the same time he cursed in his heart: "Li Meimei, this bitch, is I really being taken advantage of, right?"

However, in order to show the aura that a real rich kid should have in front of Lin Huan, Luo Jiajun could only pretend to nodded indifferently, then he took out a platinum credit card from his wallet and said lightly:" Pay the bill."

The saleswoman respectfully took the card from him, and then pretended to inadvertently glanced at Lin Huan, before she twisted her hips and walked towards the cash register.

At this time, Luo Jiajun said to Lin Huan playfully: "Assistant Lin, finally come to LV, you can help your girlfriend pick some clothes."

Lin Huan just looked back and forth at the clothes on the model, without speaking.

Li Meimei embraced Luo Jiajun's arm affectionately, and said with a grin: "Sao Luo, you are good or bad, knowing that he doesn't have that much money and still talk like this, you are not afraid of him going to the hospital to sell kidneys for money?"

Luo Jiajun poked Li Meimei's full chest with his finger, and teased him: "I should do this when dealing with diaosi. Who will let him swell up in front of me?"

At this time, the saleswoman returned after swiping the card and holding the invoice. She respectfully handed the card back to Luo Jiajun: "Mr. Luo, do you have any other needs?"

Luo Jiajun shook his head indifferently: "I've been shopping enough for today, so let's talk about it tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Luo." After speaking, the female salesman turned to Lin Huan and said, "Mr., have you decided what clothes you want to buy?"

Lin Huan shook his head, but still did not speak.

The female salesperson smiled contemptuously: "I told you before that LV's ready-made clothes are very expensive. If you can't afford it, then go quickly. Don't take up my time to receive other guests."

Lin Huan still didn't speak, but he walked over and began to choose clothes.

The saleswoman's face sank and she walked over and said, "Sir, please don't touch these clothes with your hands."

Lin Huan gave her a cold look, then he took off his backpack, unzipped the zipper, and put his hand in.

Upon seeing this, Luo Jiajun sneered and said: "If you just want to take out the remaining cash, I advise you not to do it."

The female salesperson also said: "Sir, you can't buy high-end ready-made clothes for more than 20,000 yuan here."

"Who said I only have more than 20,000 yuan?"

Lin Huan gave them a white look, and took them out instead of bundles, and directly turned the backpack over and fell to the ground.

"Wow!"

Nearly a hundred bundles of hundred-yuan bills were poured on the ground by Lin Huan, and the stacks looked like a small hill!

"I... Damn it!"

Luo Jiajun was stunned, Li Meimei was stunned, and the saleswoman was stunned too!

They were killed and they never thought that Lin Huan would put so much cash in his backpack. Is this person's brain ill, and would he not be afraid of being robbed if he went out with so much money?

"There should be 928,000 yuan here, which should be enough for me to buy some decent clothes? If it is not enough, I can still swipe the card."

Of course Lin Huan would not put so much money in his backpack. He just took the cash in the system's backpack into the backpack and then poured it out.

But precisely because of this, his behavior seemed even more shocking.

Can a man who can bring millions of cash out of the house be diaosi?

Think about the way I just let the female salesman go to swipe the card with my heartache, Luo Jiajun thinks that he is the diaosi!

"First... sir." The female salesperson's voice was trembling, she knew she had missed it, and it turned out that Lin Huan was the real local tyrant.

But, what should she do now to remedy the previous mistake, kneel and lick?

If Lin Huan was willing, the saleswoman really wanted to kneel and lick him. Maybe he was happy to lick him. Would he just throw tens of thousands of dollars to herself?

But can Lin Huan be willing?