Chapter 33: You Are Me, And I, Who Are I?
To be honest, he didn't like that kind of birdie, but now that she was making a fuss, that feeling was diluted a lot by her cute little appearance.
Chen Jiang thought she was cute now, so he smiled and rubbed Xiao Bird's head, his eyes full of pampering.
The little bird was about to bite Chen Jiang's hand, and raised his fist fiercely. Hey, Chen Jiang was directly amused by her appearance, and in the midst of laughter, he pushed the door and got out of the car, straightened his tie, and strode towards the bubble tea shop.
He came in a suit today, a custom British suit, and a three-piece set was layered, which lined his whole temperament to be tall and capable, and also showed a strong sense of luxury.
Every detail is taken care of by the famous designer, and as for the big back he is combing now, it is supported by the little bird You Haruko.
Now his temperament is very much like those gangsters on the beach in the last century. Equipped with a top-of-the-line Maybach business sedan. When it comes to saying that he is a gentleman agent in the movie, some people believe him.
After this set, there is no one million soft girl coins that can't be won at all.
Chen Jiang is a young man in a small town, and the most expensive clothes he wears in his life are only one or two thousand, and no girl will turn back for him when he walks on the street, and his body exudes a smell of dick silk that can be smelled dozens of meters away.
However, wearing this outfit worth nearly one million, his temperament suddenly changed drastically.
It's as if he's watching the protagonists of those spy movies and God of Gamblers movies come to life in him.
He stepped out of the car and stood next to the Mamah business car, feeling better than ever.
It is said that the suit is the armor of a modern man, and wearing such a "armor", Chen Jiang feels invincible.
He strode into the bubble tea shop, and could he buy a house with a unit price of 151 square meters in a poor county, and he didn't have a lot of money in his pocket, so he dared to slap his swollen face and become fat? Along with it, the shops near the Tianfu City Community naturally took the high-end route.
For example, this bubble tea shop. Chen Jiang estimated that the person who could buy milk tea in this milk tea shop would most likely be the owner of the Tianfu City Community. If you put the positioning of this group of people more accurately, there is a high probability that it will be the female owner of Tianfu City.
And now, Chen Jiang looked at himself in the mirror, the man who exuded male hormones all over his body.
Well, now is the time for him to shine.
He glanced around the store indiscriminately, and as expected, there was a royal sister sitting in the corner drinking milk tea and reading a thick book at the same time.
Chen Jiang paid special attention to her a few times, and was attracted by the temperament that exuded from her body that was more mellow and fragrant than hand-ground coffee. The most important thing is that the royal sister is proud of her figure.
Such a woman can make men have a strong desire to conquer.
It's decided, it's him.
Last time, gluttony occupied his body, dressed in a stall, and it only took less than a night to make an appointment with the best. This time, he couldn't afford to lose.
On the way to the counter, Chen Jiang couldn't help but feel a little more guilty of competing with gluttony. Walking to the counter, the cashier's lady smiled sweetly at him.
"What do you need, sir?"
Chen Jiang lowered his head, glanced at the drink list on the side of the cash register, and was dumbfounded.
The cheapest milk tea costs more than 200, and how many people in Jibei County can't reach the standard of drinking a cup of milk tea here. Chen Jiang's deep sense of small farmers is at work again, where is this selling milk tea, this is simply robbing money!
"Sir, sir?" the cashier's voice was a little heavier at the end, which brought Chen Jiang's thoughts back.
His face was a little embarrassed, and he sneakily put his hands in his pockets and clutched his wallet tightly, and from the dodging look in his eyes now, it could be seen that he was seriously lacking in confidence now.
"Sir, you look very faced, is this your first time visiting our bubble tea shop?" asked the cashier's young lady tentatively.
Seriously, now the cashier is polite and respectful, even if his eyes and tone have not changed, and he has always maintained enthusiasm. But Chen Jiang always felt that there was a thorn in her words just now, as if she was scolding him for being a dumpling.
A nameless fire sprung up from the bottom of his heart, and he pursed his lips as he looked at the tall dΓ©cor of the shop and the decent uniforms of the staff. He immediately lost the courage to spill this breath.
Chen Jiang's palms were sweating, and the pestle was hard to do. The cashier's young lady noticed the change in Chen Jiang's expression, and the smile on her face froze.
She didn't know what she had said to the customer in front of her, and which one had offended him.
When the young lady who was regarded as a target by Chen Jiang rested her eyes, she inadvertently saw this scene.
Maybe it's boring, but now it's just the excitement to watch. So she closed the book in her hand, raised Erlang's legs elegantly, and looked at Chen Jiang with interest. It was at this moment that the gluttony spoke.
"She's looking at you. β
The beating second hand of the retro wall clock on the wall slowed down noticeably.
Chen Jiang keenly captured this detail.
After a long time, he looked around and was surprised to find that in this bubble tea shop, time almost stood still. He understood that all this must have been done by gluttony.
He looked at the royal sister, and from the expression of the royal sister, he read a little disdain. But this was just his delusion, that royal sister didn't mean to look down on Chen Jiang, she just thought it was funny.
"I messed up again. Chen Jiang's shoulders shrugged down, and the charm gain attached to him by his outfit worth more than a million disappeared, and he became the penniless lost dog in his pocket again.
"But do you have me?" paused, and there was a little more demagogic magic in the gluttonous voice: "Do you want to develop a wonderful relationship with her?"
"Am I worthy?" Chen Jiang leaned against the counter and shook his head self-deprecatingly: "Look at the clothes that people are wearing, there are no thousands of people who can't buy them, right? Speaking of this, he smacked his lips, "It must be a big family." β
"Are you short of money in your pocket right now? You've sold tens of millions of dollars for that rice alone. Don't be presumptuous, you're a rich man now. When you have money, you naturally have to be kind to yourself, drink the oldest red wine, drive the fastest car, and sleep with the most delicious girl. β
"You're coming. Chen Jiang pursed his lips, his eyes fell on the drink list, "In the past, people said that the cultivation of rich people is accumulated by three generations, and the nouveau riche is the nouveau riche, even if there are hundreds of millions in his pocket, he can't get on the table." β
He was depressed: "I used to think that this was too much..." He couldn't find the right adjective, so he shrugged his shoulders and copied it with a random word. "Now that I think about it, there is still a certain amount of truth, cultivation is not something that can be lifted up by clothes, thinking is also, psychology is also, and it has to rely on edification. β
"After all that, you just have low self-esteem?"
"Of course I have low self-esteem, how normal is this? Unlike you, your father is a dragon! Ancient emperors are not as noble as you. Chen Jiang's tone was quite sour, and Tao Tao was silent, he hadn't heard any movement from Tao Tao for a long time, and Chen Jiang was a little panicked.
"Hey, are you talking? am I wrong?" Chen Jiang said anxiously.
"It's not a particularly proud thing to have a **** dad who is still sowing seeds everywhere. Gluttony was obviously angry, and his tone was cold and hard, as if he was suppressing his anger, not to mention how scary it was.
Chen Jiang was instigated again.
Tao Tao finally snorted coldly, "Lao Tzu is teaching you how to pick up girls, what do you mention my father to do?
"Believe in it. Chen Jiang said busily.
"Do you want to sleep with her?"
"Can you stop saying it so disgusting?" Chen Jiang's old face flushed, "Is it called sleeping when a cultural person sleeps with a girl?"
"If it's not called sleep, what is it called?" asked the glutton.
Chen Jiang pondered and said, "That's called love." β
"That's still sleeping. Gluttony scolded with a smile.
Chen Jiang smiled, his laughter was hearty, and he had the pride of a hero on the beam who ate meat and drank wine.
The gluttony was also laughing, laughing and laughing, he suddenly sighed, as if he had something to say. Chen Jiang also smiled, feeling a kind of loss as if he had food but the food was tasteless.