The Super Rich: Start by Being a White, Rich and Beautiful Woman

Looking at Su Moyuan who had returned to her seat, Xie Feng scratched his head and looked at the 100 yuan in his hand. It was impossible for him not to feel embarrassed.

"Too much! It's really too much!"

Tu Dou seemed to be angry at Su Moyuan for ordering his squad leader around like this.

He even spoke without any reservations:

"Class monitor, this little girl is really going too far!"

"How can you order people around just because you are beautiful?"

While speaking, Potato glared at Su Moyuan angrily:"Do you really think that everyone outside should pamper her like they do at home?"

"Okay, Potato, stop talking."

Seeing Potato so angry, Xie Feng rubbed his eyebrows helplessly.

"After all, it was my fault to dirty her clothes. I have to take responsibility for making the girl unable to go out."

He chuckled:"You sit here for a while, I will be back soon."

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, Xie Feng took a serious look at the T-shirt on Su Moyuan and turned to leave.

At the beginning, Xie Feng did want to buy one for Su Moyuan from a small stall on the roadside.

But thinking that this girl was either rich or noble, and the grease on her body, there was no doubt that she could not wear the clothes out again.

After thinking about it, Xie Feng walked directly into the big shopping mall next to him.

There were many women's clothing stores, which was somewhat dazzling.

After all, he had just returned from the army and was not very familiar with these things.

Just as he was thinking about it and was about to go into the more well-known Uniqlo on the Internet to pick out a piece of clothing for Su Moyuan.

Suddenly, he swept his eyes to a store not far away, and saw the T-shirt worn by the mannequin in the mirror.

Although the patterns and prints on the T-shirts were different, the styles were exactly the same.

After a little hesitation, Xie Feng walked directly into the Chanel store.

"How much is this dress?"

Seeing a spirited man in camouflage uniform pointing at the silk short T-shirt as soon as he entered the store, the Chanel store manager said a little depressed:

"This dress is a limited edition with pleats. You have to become our VIP first to buy it."

"Then you give me a VIP"

"My store can only process it if you spend more than 50,000 yuan at a time"

"……What about this one?"

"Oh, this one is 2499 yuan."……This one doesn't require VIP, right?"

"No need"

"Pack it up for me... I'm about 173cm tall, as soon as possible."

Although the retirement pay is not small, it's impossible not to feel bad for spending 2,500 yuan for a T-shirt.

Although he had expected that the girl must be rich or noble, he still didn't expect that a piece of clothing would cost so much.

What he didn't expect was that the girl only asked for 100 yuan.

Others didn't bother him, so he couldn't be dishonest.

He picked up the bag, carefully protected the clothes inside, and quickly rushed out of the mall.

"Here, your clothes."

Looking at the familiar Chanel paper bag, Su Moyuan took it and looked up at Xie Feng.

"Give me your WeChat."

Xie Feng was stunned for a moment, then quickly took out his mobile phone and opened his QR code.

After scanning WeChat, Su Moyuan didn't say much to him, and went to the bathroom with a paper bag.

The size of the clothes was just right, and the dirty one she changed was thrown into the paper bag.

After going out, she didn't bother to say hello to Xie Feng, and directly called Bei Ruyan to leave.

Looking at Su Moyuan who left proudly, Xie Feng smiled bitterly and took a sip of wine unconsciously.

Potato said in disbelief:"Squad leader, are you serious? The torn T-shirt on this girl costs more than two thousand?!"

"Isn't this robbery?"

Xie Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head:"Okay, let's spend the money to avoid disaster. After all, the fault is also mine.……"

At this moment, Xie Feng's phone suddenly rang.

He opened it and saw that the WeChat friend he had just added suddenly transferred a sum of money to him.

【Transfer: 2399 yuan】

【Note: Take it, walk carefully next time, and have a happy discharge from the army. 】

Looking at the WeChat transfer, thinking of the 100 yuan that Su Moyuan had just returned to him and put in his pocket, and the last four words"Happy discharge from the army",

Xie Feng's eyes suddenly became moist.