Mysterious city

"Did she notice something?"

"But if that's the case, why don't you ask me?"

Based on Jiang Zhe's understanding of Lin Zihan, if she really noticed something, she should turn into a repeater and keep chasing after him to ask questions.

However, Jiang Zhe was not too worried because his colleagues in the Memory Correction Department had erased all the evidence overnight.

Even if Lin Zihan sends Ahu to investigate something now, it is impossible to find any clues.

But I still need to be more careful in front of Lin Zihan in the future.

After all, she has spent the longest time with him and knows him best, which makes it easier for Jiang Zhe to reveal his flaws in front of Lin Zihan.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhe no longer had too many doubts and immediately took a taxi to Zhengjia Mall.

Although Jiang Zhe has lived in Anshi for many years, he has rarely gone shopping.

Even when he went shopping, he was always with Lin Zihan's little girl, so besides Lin Zihan's favorite Zhengjia Shopping Mall, Jiang Zhe really didn't know where to go to buy an outfit.

As soon as he entered Zhengjia Shopping Mall, Jiang Zhe felt as if he was put in a slow motion, and his movements seemed sluggish.

After standing still for two seconds, he realized that it wasn't his own movements that had been slowed down, but that the people around him were moving too fast.

Even though shopping is supposed to be a kind of leisure and entertainment, in the fast-paced life of modern cities, Jiang Zhe feels that these people are not relaxing, but nervously fighting.

Almost everyone was walking in a hurry, as if they were rushing for time.

Even if a few young couples occasionally pass by, their pace is very fast.

Girls want to take advantage of this rare opportunity to pick out a few favorite gifts for themselves, while boys definitely don’t need to say much about what they are thinking. They definitely want to complete this step as early as possible so that they can move to the “next step” as soon as possible.

Jiang Zhe shook his head helplessly and walked quickly to the formal wear area.

He passed several formal clothing stores along the way, but Jiang Zhe didn't even have the intention to step inside.

Not to mention the splendid decoration, just the letters on the store's door sign kept Jiang Zhe away.

Armani, Louis Vuitton, including the suit brand Tran that Lin Zihan customized for Jiang Zhe, Jiang Zhe didn't know how to pronounce this word in Chinese.

However, these brands are very well-known. Even if Jiang Zhe is a novice who knows nothing about luxury goods, he understands that these brands are simply not something he can control.

When passing by Tran's store, Linda, the girl who picked up a custom-made suit for Jiang Zhe last time, recognized him at a glance.

"Mr. Jiang, are you here? Come into the store and have a look!"

Almost the first time she saw Jiang Zhe, Linda greeted him very warmly, and at the same time, she pulled Jiang Zhe into the store without any explanation.

In fact, she only met Jiang Zhe once, because this is a men's formal wear store, and Lin Zihan rarely visits it. He came twice in total just to customize a suit for Jiang Zhe.

But Lin Zihan is a famous figure in Zhengjia Mall after all. Every salesperson in the mall knows that seeing Miss Lin is like seeing the God of Wealth.

If Miss Lin can patronize their store, they won't have to worry about their sales for the entire month.

Therefore, as a male companion who seemed to be very close to Lin Zihan, even though Linda had only met Jiang Zhe once, she still remembered Jiang Zhe's name during the few conversations between Lin Zihan and Jiang Zhe.

Linda felt that a man who could accompany Miss Lin when shopping must be someone special. What's more, Lin Zihan specially customized a suit for this guy, which was very considerate.

Linda vaguely remembered that last time Jiang Zhe looked "grand and majestic". He was a noble son from a famous family!

Before Jiang Zhe came back to his senses, Linda placed him on the sofa like a puppet on strings.

"Ah, sorry, I was just strolling around and didn't want to buy clothes."

Jiang Zhe scratched his head in confusion and said sheepishly.

But who knew that there was no displeasure on Linda's face, instead she said with a smile on her face: "What, is it that our clothes don't meet Mr. Jiang's taste?"

"Just wait, I'll make you a pot of tea, and then I'll recommend some clothes to you. You see what you think!"

Saying that, Linda stood up in a hurry and prepared to make a pot of good tea for Jiang Zhe.

After all, after working in a luxury store for so many years, Linda, as a store manager, knows that these customers are very picky, and ordinary tea will only lower the impression of these distinguished guests.

And as long as the service is in place and these distinguished guests are made happy, the chance of them buying something will be greatly increased.

As for the distinguished Mr. Jiang saying that he is not here to buy clothes, that is impossible.

The pace of life nowadays is so fast, everyone is very busy, not to mention the noble man who can go shopping with Miss Lin, he must have a lot of things to do every day.

As for people saying this, they must be dissatisfied with their clothes and think they are too low-end!

But Linda believed in her sharp tongue. If her words were not enough, she would ask Mr. Jiang to eat some hot girl tofu and keep it for safekeeping.

Just when Linda was happily dreaming about the soaring performance today, Jiang Zhe suddenly pulled her gently and said hesitantly: "Uh, um, thank you, but I still don't want to make tea. , I’m leaving soon.”

"It's not that I don't like your clothes, it's just that they are too expensive and I can't buy them. I don't really want to buy them."

Jiang Zhe paused and swallowed the words "can't afford it".

Although the price of clothes here is very high, he can still buy it with his salary, but the price is too high for him, and it is unnecessary for him to just buy one piece of clothes.

But even so, Jiang Zhe didn't want to sit here and wait for Linda to make tea. After all, not only Linda was busy, he also had something to do.

Since you know that you are not the consumer group that others are targeting, why should you continue to waste each other's time?

Wouldn't it be more embarrassing if Linda made tea before leaving?

Hearing what Jiang Zhe said, Linda's mind raced rapidly and she came to a conclusion.

Is it possible that the current rich second generation is a noble man who likes to pretend to be poor and enjoys the pleasure of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?

How could a man who could ask Miss Lin to customize clothes specially for him couldn't afford it!

You know, custom-made clothing is much more expensive than ready-made clothing in the store.

Of course, experienced Linda also has her own way of dealing with this type of customer.

At that moment, she sat down on the sofa, next to Jiang Zhe. At the same time, she looked at Jiang Zhe with charming eyes and said, "Mr. Jiang, do you need custom-made clothes? I know that handsome men like you have very good taste." Very high, how can these not-so-refined ready-to-wear clothes in the store catch your eye?"

"Well, how about I measure your measurements and recommend some high-quality fabrics? What do you think?"

With that said, Linda's hands began to move back and forth on Jiang Zhe's body, and she began to "measure the size."

Only instead of using a ruler, you use your own hands.

She and Jiang Zhe were so close that Jiang Zhe could clearly feel Linda's warm breath and the smell of her perfume.

It's just that this perfume is fragrant and a bit pungent.

Jiang Zhe could also feel Linda's legs wearing stockings rubbing against his pants, making Jiang Zhe feel itchy all over like an ant on a hot pot, making him very uncomfortable.

Seeing Jiang Zhe's unnatural expression, Linda felt secretly proud, thinking that her "plot" was working.

But just when she was about to launch a further offensive, she suddenly froze.

Because for some reason, Linda suddenly felt that the man in front of her seemed much uglier than the last time she saw him.

This guy was all baggy and even looked a little slovenly.

Moreover, his majestic and majestic aura seemed to have disappeared, and his face was very ordinary. He could not be found in a sea of ​​people. It was extremely ordinary.

How did this happen?

Linda clearly remembered the last time she saw Mr. Jiang. He was a handsome guy who exuded the aura of a noble man!

Although Linda didn't pay attention to the brand of clothes Jiang Zhe was wearing when she saw him last time, he looked so radiant and elegant standing next to Lin Zihan.

To use a somewhat clichéd saying, he will shine!

But why does he look like a loser now?

Could it be

Thinking of this, the fire of gossip in Linda's heart was burning brightly, and she already had a vague guess of her own.

"Mr. Jiang, I would like to take the liberty to ask, where is Miss Lin?"

Linda's sudden question confused Jiang Zhe, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

He knew that Linda knew Lin Zihan, and maybe he had her contact information.

After all, Lin Zihan is the highest-level "VIP" customer in Zhengjia Mall, so it is not surprising to record her contact information.

It would be terrible if Linda told Lin Zihan that she was wandering around Zhengjia Mall without telling her to join him!

With Lin Zihan's little girl's temperament, she will definitely become suspicious of herself, and then he will have to resist the next round of bombings.

Thinking of this, Jiang Zhe could only touch his nose and said hesitantly: "Uh, Zi, Zihan is busy and can't be with me."

"Oh, by the way, please don't tell her I'm here, thank you."

Although Jiang Zhe said this, it had a different meaning in Linda's ears.

"What? No wonder Miss Lin didn't accompany this boy. It turns out they broke up!"

Linda thought to herself, but she didn't notice that her nose couldn't help snorting.

He also said that he was not allowed to tell Miss Lin that he was at Zhengjia Mall. He was clearly dumped by Miss Lin and he didn’t want to lose face!

Come to think of it, based on this guy's appearance, how could Miss Lin like her?