Chapter 20 Brother Lang is so arrogant!

Lin Lang looked at Gu Keqing's sexy back and asked through the car window: "How about you drive the Audi A6 away, and I'll go to the nearby Mercedes-Benz 4S store to pick up a new car."

Gu Keqing replied: "No need!"

"I usually drive a red convertible BMW, and I own several luxury cars!"

"You can just drive this Audi A6 for fun. I'm leaving first!"

"Bye-Bye……"

"Goodbye, Sister Keqing!"

"goodbye!"

"Sister loves you~"

Gu Keqing, who had already walked far away, did not forget to blow Lin Lang a kiss.

Lin Lang lay on the driver's seat window, smiling and making a heart gesture to Gu Keqing, performing a scene of gentle killing.

After watching Gu Keqing leave, Lin Lang took out Zhou Mengyao's business card, edited the number on his phone, and sent a text message [Old classmate, I am Lin Lang, this is my mobile number. ]

Soon, Lin Lang received a text message reply from Zhou Mengyao.

【Hello Lin Lang! 】

[Don’t forget that my father will host a family dinner at noon tomorrow. Please come to our house. The address is No. 18 Single-family Villa in the Luxury Villa Area of ​​Gubei New District.]

Gubei New District is located in Hai City. It was a wealthy area around the millennium and is home to many celebrities, wealthy businessmen, and foreign people. They are either financial tycoons or senior executives of multinational corporations.

At this time, the Tang family's first-class wealthy area had not yet started construction in Hai City.

Lin Lang replied to the text message: [See you tomorrow! ]

Zhou Mengyao replied to the text message: [Looking forward to your arrival, see you tomorrow! ]

Lin Lang put away his Nokia phone, stretched lazily and comfortably, with a sly smile on his face.

"I never thought that my high school classmate Zhou Mengyao would transform herself into the top-ranked beauty racing driver in Xia Country in four years of college. It's quite interesting!"

Every boy has an unforgettable white moonlight in his heart.

Lin Lang is no exception.

Zhou Mengyao, the desk mate of the rich second-generation high school beauty, was once Lin Lang's unattainable white moonlight during high school.

The high school beauty who could only be admired from afar and not desecrated, now meets Lin Lang again four years after they separated after the college entrance examination. Lin Lang has changed dramatically and is no longer the poor boy he used to be.

Go back to the past and take down Bai Yueguang.

Just thinking about it, Lin Lang felt very happy.

Lin Lang first fastened his seat belt, then started the Audi A6 sedan and quickly drove away from the CITIC Securities parking lot.

Money is a bastard, spend it and earn it again.

Having made a lot of money easily, Lin Lang naturally wanted to go to big shopping malls to spend money, start the shopping mode, and enjoy life to the fullest, which is the true meaning of life.

Lin Lang walked into the Armani flagship store in the mall.

The snobbish salesgirl Zhao Lingna couldn't help but look down on the young Lin Lang when she saw him wearing cheap brand clothes and shopping in an international luxury clothing store.

The first time Lin Lang walked into the Armani flagship store, he fell in love with a handsome double-breasted white suit. He touched the fabric with his hand and thought it would be very comfortable to wear.

The salesgirl Zhao Lingna actually mocked, "This white double-breasted suit has a price tag of 100 Chinese Yuan. If you can't afford it, don't get your clothes dirty."

Lin Lang, who was originally in a good mood, looked at the shop assistant Zhao Lingna who looked down on others and said rudely, "You grew up eating shit, didn't you?"

"Hey..." The salesgirl Zhao Lingna was angered by Lin Lang's words.

"How can you talk like that, little bastard?"

"I told you not to touch it if you can't afford it, you still don't like to hear that, right?"

Lin Lang raised his voice in a scoundrelly tone and continued to retort: ​​"You have such a foul mouth. Being an Armani brand salesperson, won't it affect the sales of your flagship store?"

"As a salesgirl at Armani, you can't even spit out ivory. I told you that you grew up eating shit. You have a temper, don't you?"

Society has spoiled some people who look down on others, but Lin Lang doesn't tolerate them at all.

"You..." The snobbish salesgirl Zhao Lingna blushed at Lin Lang's retort. She felt a little embarrassed because she was surrounded by female colleagues in the store.

Lin Lang said without hesitation: "My size is 185cm. According to my size, pick three sets of double-breasted suits in black, white and gray. I will try them on and then decide whether to buy them. Is that okay?"

"I can tell from the looks of it that you're just a wage earner. Stop embarrassing yourself here."

"I want to try on all three colors, black, white and gray. Can you afford an Armani suit that costs 100 Chinese Yuan?"

Lin Lang was not tolerant of this either. Sometimes, it was more satisfying for the lower classes to simply and roughly scold each other.

After all, Lin Lang has not yet entered the upper class society, so he doesn't need to maintain his respectability for the time being.

So, Lin Lang sneered, "You are just a salesperson at the counter, a worker at the bottom of society. You don't think that selling international brands makes you a senior employee, do you?"

"Who gave you the courage to talk to customers like that?"

"You..." The snobbish salesgirl Zhao Lingna was speechless after being rebuked by Lin Lang.

Then, the female manager of the Armani flagship store came over quickly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"What happened?"

The salesgirl Zhao Lingna replied angrily: "I reminded him that this white double-breasted suit has a price tag of 100 Chinese Yuan. If you can't afford it, don't get your clothes dirty."

"In the end, he couldn't afford it and caused trouble at our Armani flagship store."

Lin Lang was furious after hearing this. He had originally decided to buy it from another store, but after being looked down upon, if he went to another store to buy it, he would only be misunderstood as someone who really couldn't afford it.

So Lin Lang couldn't leave in disgrace.

So, Lin Lang sneered: "It's really poverty that has limited your imagination. You look down on others. I don't want to hit you in the face, but you just come up to me."

The female store manager, who was good at observing people's expressions, was surprised to see that Lin Lang was holding the car keys of an Audi A6 in his hand. She must have some purchasing power, so she apologized, "I'm sorry, sir!"

"It's our Armani flagship store that didn't discipline and train the saleswoman enough. I apologize to you on her behalf!"

After hearing this, the salesgirl Zhao Lingna said unconvincedly: "The store manager has no money but still pretends to be cool. Why are you apologizing to him?"

The female store manager said angrily: "Shut up, don't you understand polite service with a smile?"

Salesgirl Zhao Lingna was still somewhat reluctant, and looked down upon Lin Lang.

Lin Lang proudly strolled in the Armani flagship store, pointed at a pair of black Armani formal Derby leather shoes, which were priced at a high price of yuan Chinese currency, and said arrogantly: "Size 44, buy it!"

"And this pair of black Armani calfskin business shoes, pack them up too." (Price: RMB yuan.)

"I also bought this pair of white Armani slip-on casual shoes." (The price is in Chinese currency.)

"They all want size 44."

Lin Lang bought three pairs of Armani luxury men's shoes in one go, with a total price of up to yuan Chinese yuan, which stunned the salesgirl Zhao Lingna on the spot. She felt a little embarrassed because she was slapped in the face.

The female manager of the Armani flagship store hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

"I'm so sorry sir!"

"I'm sorry for offending the female salesperson in our store just now. I hope you can forgive me!"

"I am the manager of the Armani flagship store in this mall. I will be here to serve you personally. Come on, pack up the shoes that this gentleman just ordered."

"Yes, Manager."

Several discerning salesgirls came forward to serve with a smile.

Lin Lang, strolling in the Armani flagship store, raised his hand and pointed to a limited edition crocodile leather Armani wallet, which was priced at RMB 10.

“I bought this wallet, too.”

The female store manager couldn't stop laughing after hearing this, and hurriedly ordered: "Quickly pack this limited edition crocodile leather wallet for the gentleman!"

"Yes, Manager."

Lin Lang continued, "I'll buy this classic Armani beige metal fiber square sunglasses." (The price is RMB yuan.)

"I'll buy this pair of Armani square polarized sunglasses." (Price: RMB 1,000.)

Lin Lang walked towards the men's shirt area again.

Each high-end Armani shirt costs thousands of Chinese yuan.

Lin Lang didn't even look at the price, he pointed with his finger and said arrogantly: "This one."

"this."

"And this one."

"this."

"I want this one too."

"this."

"Pack this one, too."

"And this one, too."

"All the shirts I just specified must be size 185, is that OK?"

The female store manager replied respectfully: "It must be OK!"

"All the Armani shirts that gentlemen have requested will be packed in size 185!"

"Yes, Manager."

The female shop assistants were all very active and busy. Only the conspicuous salesgirl Zhao Lingna stood there awkwardly. The expression on her face was uglier than if she had eaten a fly. She wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

The female store manager recommended: "Sir, our Armani men's belts are also very popular. Would you like to take a look?"

Lin Lang replied disdainfully: "Your Armani belts are too ugly. I prefer Hermès belts."

"I'll pay for these by credit card first, and then I'll take one of the white double-breasted suits I just liked, and one of the three colors, black, white and gray, according to my size of 185cm, to try on. Is that okay?"

While Lin Lang was speaking, he took out his Yihai Bank card arrogantly.

The female store manager hurriedly took the bank card and replied respectfully: "No problem!"

"Absolutely no problem!"

The salesgirls in the Armani flagship store provide service separately. Some customers go to pick up double-breasted suits, while others jog to get the POS machine to pay by card.

Not counting the double-breasted suit that he had not tried on, Lin Lang paid with a credit card for yuan of Chinese currency.

The female store manager handed over the VIP card with both hands and said respectfully, "Sir, this is our Armani brand VIP membership card. In the future, when you use this card to shop, you can not only get discounts, but also accumulate points to exchange for gifts."

Lin Lang replied disdainfully: "No need."

"Uh..." The female manager was speechless and laughed awkwardly.

Lin Lang walked towards the contemptuous salesgirl Zhao Lingna with an arrogant look and said provocatively, "You will serve me in trying on this white double-breasted suit with a tag price of 100 yuan per set. Any questions?"

The salesgirl Zhao Lingna wiped the cold sweat off her forehead, lowered her head and said weakly: "No... no problem!"

"Sir, please follow me to the fitting room." Salesgirl Zhao Lingna forced a smile, feeling embarrassed and ashamed.