Mysterious city

Xiaoling, who is observant and meticulous, even noticed that Jiang Zhe's coat was almost faded after washing, and was slightly white. It looked like he had worn it for a long time and was reluctant to throw it away.

This kind of miscellaneous brand products have to be worn until the color fades. What is this if not a poor girl?

In fact, Xiaoling has her own unique method of identifying whether a customer is rich.

Although it is more accurate to judge by looking at clothes or shoes, it is still a bit troublesome. After all, it is impossible for anyone to remember the styles and prices of all luxury goods, and it takes a bit of time.

Therefore, the simplest and fastest identification method is to look at what kind of watch the customer is wearing on his or her wrist.

If it's that kind of gleaming gold watch, most of its owners are country bumpkins, nouveau riche.

This kind of customer is the best to deal with, because they themselves have no elegant taste and are easily manipulated by others.

As long as she said a few nice words and gave her a good lick, the nouveau riche would spend a lot of money to buy a few clothes that were not commensurate with the price to increase her performance.

Most of the guests wearing leather watch straps or silver-white steel straps are young people with spending power, and are likely to be the rich second generation with unique tastes.

This type of client is the most difficult to deal with because they have their own unique aesthetic standards.

If the style of clothing is not in line with their taste, even if you try to persuade them with your sharp tongue, it will not help.

What? Someone asked how to judge if the guest does not wear a watch?

That’s even simpler. In modern society, a watch is the simplest and most straightforward accessory to show one’s identity. Which successful person or petty bourgeoisie elite doesn’t wear a watch?

A guy who doesn't even own a watch must be a poor loser. You don't have to judge where you are wrong!

Men who go shopping in Zhengjia Shopping Mall will most likely own a Mido or Longines worth several thousand yuan.

There are also Casios that cost 1,000 yuan, but in Xiaoling's eyes, people who wear such watches are no different from poor losers.

After all, she is wearing a glittering "gypsophila" on her wrist!

Although it's just street stall goods bought for 500 yuan.

On the other hand, Jiang Zhe's wrist was empty, which was strong evidence that he was a poor loser. What's more, Linda had already "reported" it in the group in advance.

Seeing Xiaoling becoming very indifferent to him, Jiang Zhe felt a little strange, but he didn't think much about it, and it even made him feel a lot more relaxed.

But what puzzled Jiang Zhe was that after he just walked around the store, he felt that although Xiaoling didn't say anything, her eyes were staring at him closely, as if she was glued to him.

Of course Jiang Zhe wouldn't know, because she had just been scolded by the unreasonable middle-aged woman. At this moment, Xiaoling's heart was full of resentment and she wanted to find a place to vent her anger!

But Jiang Zhe didn't care what she thought. After wandering around the store for two times, he finally fell in love with a navy blue coat.

At this moment, Jiang Zhe's cell phone suddenly rang.

He instinctively glanced down and found that it was Lin Zihan's call.

Jiang Zhe smiled bitterly. He didn't want Lin Zihan to know that he was shopping alone in the mall.

But it's okay to accept it. After all, although it's a little abnormal to go to the mall alone, there's nothing wrong with it.

If you don't answer, it will make that little girl Lin Zihan suspicious.

Moreover, they had just "reconciled" not long ago, and Jiang Zhe didn't want to make the same mistake as last time.

So he had no choice but to press the answer button, and Lin Zihan's lively voice immediately came from the other end of the phone: "Jiang Zhe, where are you? What are you doing?"

This little girl seemed to be in a good mood. It was obviously Jiang Zhe's prompt response to the call that made her feel satisfied.

"I'm not doing anything. I'm bored by myself. I just wander around and pass the time."

Jiang Zhe tried his best to sound casual. At the same time, he touched the clothes he had just chosen and pulled out the tag to look at it.

It's okay not to look at it. After taking a look at the price on the tag, Jiang Zhe suddenly took a breath.

That seemingly inconspicuous formal jacket, the price is as high as 18,880!

This number seemed auspicious, but "8" was a bit too many digits, which made Jiang Zhe feel dizzy.

I didn’t expect that a piece of clothing in this little-known and inconspicuous corner shop would cost close to 20,000 yuan?

This is a steal!

Lin Zihan on the other end of the phone heard Jiang Zhe's involuntary exclamation, and naturally realized that something was wrong, and asked curiously: "Jiang Zhe, did you see anything remarkable?"

Before Jiang Zhe had time to answer, Xiaoling, who had been sitting aside and watching his every move, spoke up.

"Hey, if you can't afford it, don't move around. If it gets dirty, can you afford to pay for it?"

Xiaoling played with her fingers that she had just spent eighty yuan on a manicure two days ago, glanced at Jiang Zhe with disdain, and said arrogantly.

The reason why she kept staring at Jiang Zhe was because she wanted to wait for the moment when he touched his clothes with his hands so that she could take the opportunity to attack.

The anger I had just suffered from that middle-aged woman was just used to vent it on this poor loser!

Although she can't fight or scold the old rich woman, isn't it easy to deal with a poor loser?

Xiaoling understands that when "poor people" see expensive clothes, they will instinctively show surprise and inferiority complex.

The surprised look on Jiang Zhe's face and his exclamation just now are the best proof.

Xiaoling knew that this was the best time for her to embarrass Jiang Zhe, and he would definitely be unable to refute her.

You're a stinky loser, it's fine if you are allowed to shop in our noble luxury store, but you still dare to touch our expensive clothes with your poor dirty hands?

Asking for embarrassment!

Jiang Zhe was stunned by Xiaoling's sudden attack and didn't know what to say.

"Is she talking to me? Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Zhe was a little confused. He didn't do anything wrong. He just glanced at the tag. Is there anything wrong?

When buying clothes, you can’t ignore the price, right?

Seeing Jiang Zhe looking at her in surprise, Xiaoling's face became even more arrogant, and she said triumphantly: "What are you looking at? I'm talking about you!"

"If you can't afford it, don't touch it. You can't afford to pay for it if it gets dirty!"

Xiaoling repeated what she had just said, and immediately felt that half of the anger in her heart had dissipated.

This kind of pleasure of bullying others really made her feel good, and it was also very addictive.

The self-esteem she had just lost in that middle-aged lady was now being found twice as much in the poor boy in front of her!

But this time after she repeated what she said, not only Jiang Zhe was stunned, but also Lin Zihan on the other end of the phone became silent.

Xiaoling's voice just now was so loud that Lin Zihan heard it clearly even through the phone.

But Lin Zihan soon came to his senses and slowly said to Jiang Zhe: "Jiang Zhe, give the phone to the woman who yelled at you."

At this moment, Lin Zihan's tone had become very cold, and there was no trace of the liveliness and lightness he had just now.

Obviously, Jiang Zhe was insulted by Xiaoling, which made the little girl feel very unhappy.

As the person who knew Lin Zihan best, Jiang Zhe could certainly feel that Lin Zihan was really angry.

Jiang Zhe was not a male Bodhisattva, so Xiaoling's extremely insulting words certainly made him feel very unhappy.

He felt that his attitude towards Xiaoling, a store clerk, could not be said to be very good, but he was respectful enough.

And I just wiped my clothes and glanced at the tag, and to be spoken to in such a rude manner, no matter how good-tempered I was, I would definitely feel unhappy.

However, he was not happy at all, and Jiang Zhe didn't want to make a fuss about this matter. After all, Xiaoling was just a girl in the same grade as himself, and she might even be a few years younger than him.

I am a grown man, can I get angry with a girl?

Besides, he really couldn't afford such expensive clothes, so Jiang Zhe still wanted to make it a big deal, so he turned it into a small matter and whispered to Lin Zihan: "Zihan, forget it, she is just an ignorant girl, there is no need to make mistakes." She got mad."

Jiang Zhe knew that Lin Zihan's anger would not end easily. If he really gave Lin Zihan's phone number to this girl, she would definitely not get anything good.

But it's a pity that Xiaoling obviously failed to understand Jiang Zhe's good intentions.

After hearing what Jiang Zhe said to Lin Zihan, Xiaoling was stunned for a moment, and then her face suddenly turned red, obviously she was angry from embarrassment.

"You say I'm ignorant? Why don't you get angry with me?"

"Haha, you really think of yourself as an uncle and get angry at me. Are you a poor loser?"

Xiaoling sneered and almost yelled this sentence at Jiang Zhe without any courtesy.

In Xiaoling's view, Jiang Zhe was just trying to make a fool of himself.

It would be fine if he was really a big shot, but a guy who couldn't even afford the cheapest clothes in their store had the right to speak to him in this tone?

Xiaoling finally found a sense of superiority in this poor loser. How could she let this sense of superiority turn into a sense of shame?

As soon as Xiaoling finished speaking, Jiang Zhe, who was holding the phone, sighed helplessly. He knew that things would not end so easily now.

Sure enough, Lin Zihan on the other end of the phone was obviously about to explode. He said to Jiang Zhe in an unquestionable tone: "Jiang Zhe, give your phone to that damn woman quickly, or I want you to look good!"

"I dare to speak to you like this. It's so rude. Slapping you in the face is like slapping me in the face!"

Lin Zihan was talking to Jiang Zhe almost in a commanding tone, but this time Jiang Zhe was in no mood to defend Xiaoling, because even he was offended.

Don't fight against poverty, don't fight against laziness, specialize in fighting without long-sightedness, and Xiaoling's behavior is no longer a simple matter of ignorance. She has become shameless and looks for trouble when nothing happens.