Murderous, very murderous!

Mo Yan was very helpless, and as soon as he got out of the car, he felt a strong "murderous aura". There's no way, he doesn't match these two beauties dressed like fire.

"Two more watery cabbages were arched by pigs, and they were still the kind that grew miserably. There is no reason, there is no reason! On the side of the road, a "successful man" with his hands over his face thought with pain on his face. I think he is "in his prime", although he is still the director of a small company, but there will always be opportunities for promotion! Anyway, it's much better than that "migrant worker", right!!

"This guy is awesome! Is the tide going to change now??? Isn't it popular to be "rich and handsome", but to "simple model workers"? , Or, let's go to such a suit tomorrow too? Mmmm, maybe the goddess will throw herself into my arms. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy with a pockmarked face said crookedly.

"This brother is really a role model for my generation, Gai Ming'er must find a chance to get to know him!" A young migrant worker in overalls repairing street lamps on the side of the road couldn't help but admire.

……

Mo Yan was very embarrassed, and along the way, people on the road would basically cast curious glances at their pair. Indeed, this duo is just too conspicuous!

The three of them held hands and wandered around Wangfujing, the busiest shopping street in Kyoto. Li Weimeng is mature and charming, and Chen Leer is young and beautiful. A mature and charming, a young and beautiful, is naturally a beautiful scenery on the street. But the two of them are holding Mo Yan with one hand and Mo Yan, who is not amazing, this must be a spectacle on the street!

Mo Yan is under a lot of pressure!

The second daughter was afraid that Mo Yan might get lost when he first came to Kyoto, so she grabbed him alone and dragged him into one clothing store after another.

Chen Leer also teased Mo Yan as she walked, saying that she was protecting his "uncle", and he was kicked out as a beggar by the security guards in the store.

“……”

Mo Yan looked around and smiled bitterly wordlessly.

If his eyes could kill, he would have been killed hundreds of times.

The plaque in Wangfujing is hanging high, the shop is forested, and the crowd is like flowing water. The LED LCD screens that can be seen everywhere are also constantly brushing various advertisements in the morning and evening.

In terms of style, it tends to be "modern", "fashionable" and "trendy", so it has become the most prosperous commercial street in BJ.

"Mo Yan, what do you think of this?" In a Louis Vuitton store, Li Weimeng asked Mo Yan with a black men's evening dress.

Louis Vuitton is a French company specializing in high-end luxury goods. Its menswear collection has always emphasized romance, elegance, sophistication and sophistication, but it is also inadvertently mixed with laziness and decadence, and is one of the most beloved brands of the rich.

Mo Yan didn't speak, but quietly glanced at the price tag next to him, and then touched the hundreds of yuan in his pocket, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

Oh my! More than 200,000 yuan is enough to catch up with the annual income of an ordinary family. You must know that there are still many people in the Celestial Empire who receive a salary of three or four thousand. 200,000, I'm afraid they won't be able to save so much money without eating or drinking.

When they went down the mountain, the three old men didn't give Mo Yan much money. In their eyes, money is nothing more than something outside of their bodies, so it is naturally impossible to leave too much money for Mo Yan.

"Dead old man, he doesn't give the master more living expenses, did he take all my money to meet his lover?" This is Mo Yan's truest thoughts now.

You know, at least he has been in the army for many years, and if he is born and died, the state will always give him a little compensation.

Yes, the army gave Mo Yan a sum of money, but Mo Yan didn't even see a shadow, so he confiscated it. also inexplicably said that he may be killed in this life, and he will help him save his wife's book first. It's all, woo woo, so even a girl hasn't held her hand a few times, and she still committed peach blossoms?

The "he" in Mo Yan's mouth is his master Fu Xianyun, who is tinkering with those secret old Taoist priests all day long.

"Sister Weiwei, why don't we go to the nearby supermarket and buy it? It's too expensive here, and I'm afraid I don't have enough money. Mo Yan finally had to be embarrassed to say.

Li Weimeng was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized Mo Yan's embarrassment, and apologized to Mo Yan embarrassedly: "Mo Yan, I'm sorry!" I just picked out my clothes as usual, and I didn't take your condition into account, I'm sorry. ”

Li Weimeng usually picks up clothes in this type of store. Fashion and elegance are the pursuit of every female surname, and Li Weimeng will naturally not wronged herself.

"It's okay, Sister Weiwei, let's go over there!" Mo Yan pointed to a cheap clothing mall outside the door and suggested to Li Weimeng.

“……”

The sales lady of the clothing store was speechless to Mo Yan, this country boy was obviously sabotaging her business!

How can there be a commission without business? How can you buy your own small house in Kyoto, where every inch of land is golden, without a commission?

"Two young ladies, in fact, we also have some relatively cheap sets in our store, why don't I go to those sets for you to try?" The sales lady was obviously reluctant to give up the business. She could see that this kid probably didn't have much money to buy the clothes here, but the two young ladies beside him might be big moneyers. Especially the older woman, in her insider's eyes, that suit may cost at least hundreds of thousands.

"Well, Mo Yan, since we're here, let's take a look! If it's suitable, you can buy it, and I'll be a sister thank you for accompanying me to the party in the evening. Li Weimeng said softly.

"Sister Weiwei, how embarrassing is this! I can't accept such a valuable gift from you. Mo Yan said resolutely.

"It's okay, you just came to Kyoto, just treat it as a gift from your sister." Li Weimeng continued.

"Yes, Brother Mo Yan, don't shirk! Our sister Weiwei is a little rich woman, not bad for this little money. Chen Le'er on the side also saw Mo Yan's embarrassment, and comforted him.

After getting along for a period of time, Chen Leer found that Mo Yan was actually not very old, maybe he was just a little mature, so he didn't call him "uncle" anymore.

"Alright, alright, let's take a look at the clothes!" Li Weimeng saw that Mo Yan was about to excuse herself, so she changed the topic.

In desperation, Mo Yan had to let the arrangement of the two eldest ladies.

As the saying goes, "Buddha depends on gold, and people rely on clothes."

After a long selection by the two eldest ladies, although Mo Yan, who was dressed in a black suit, was not very handsome and chic, at first glance, it was very comfortable for people to look at, especially since he seemed to have a hint of a spiritual surname on his body.

"Wow", Chen Leer exclaimed as if she had discovered a new world. "I didn't expect you', uncle, to be quite handsome in this outfit! How about it, or you can take me to eat KFC tomorrow, Miss Ben can consider it and give you a chance to be my boyfriend! ”

Chen Le'er was excited, and the title of "uncle" returned to Mo Yan, and he was ready to sell himself cheaply for a meal of KFC.

"......" Mo Yan had to smile wordlessly.

Soon Li Weimeng swiped the card and was about to go home.

"Ah, robbery, robbery!" Just now, there was a sudden cry outside the door.

Then, a figure hurried towards this direction.