"Okay, okay, when I didn't say ......"

Yuan Qianqian pursed her mouth and returned the silver ear ornament.

Just now, she really didn't have any other thoughts, she just thought that these earrings were good-looking, and they were old objects that had been handed down hundreds of years ago, which matched Xin Lin's temperament very well, and she was happy to see her for a while.

As for competition, it is also fair competition, how can the master of the Yuan University use some indiscriminate means?

"This beauty, your sister is right, these earrings do match your temperament very well, why don't you try it?"

Unexpectedly, the clerk came to the scene and persuaded with a smile.

This clerk is a boy in his twenties, he is handsome, and he looks quite smart, but he doesn't have much eyesight, and he can't see the delicate relationship between Yuan Qianqian and Xin Lin.

"Come on, put it away."

Yuan Qianqian said angrily.

Although she has not been dealing with Xin Lin for a long time, Yuan Qianqian also knows Xin Lin's character, and if she says "don't", it is useless for others to say anything.

The clerk had no choice but to take the silver ear ornament back, but began to enthusiastically sell other items. He could also see that there was still a certain difference between the net worth of these people and their simple dress. The price of this silver ear ornament is more than 9,000 and nearly 10,000, and I didn't even ask, I didn't even ask, and I seemed to think that the price was very reasonable.

Generally speaking, there are only two possible scenarios for this. For one, they are very rich and don't care about that at all; Second, I am very knowledgeable.

In a large store like "Qianbao Zhai", most of the business is done with customers who know the goods. As long as you don't encounter that kind of "one in ten thousand" stupidity, it's usually a fair deal. Of course, there are really stupid shortcomings. The store's knife is also sharpened, and it is unceremonious to slaughter people. As deep as you can, you don't blink your eyelids.

Yuan Qianqian was no longer interested. Absent-minded.

Speaking of which, Yuan Qianqian's personality is more emotional, and many young girls are like this. There are very few girls like Xin Lin who are as quiet as water now.

At this time, the footsteps of leather shoes hitting the antique bluestone floor tiles sounded.

The doorway was dimly lit.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a tall, thin man wearing a double-breasted white suit and shiny leather shoes striding in. This one is a big boss at first glance. With a thick cigar in his mouth, he was surrounded by seven or eight attendants, men and women. The attendants were all in suits and leather shoes, only the woman, dressed in fancy clothes, full of enchantment, holding the arm of the cigar boss, looking like a bird.

The big boss was about thirty years old, with a small moustache on his upper lip, which was very neatly trimmed. Like his clothes, they all reveal an incomparably deliberate delicacy. But that arrogant look still betrayed him.

People with a little social experience look at the big cigar boss's slightly cowardly expression. can guess that this is either a nouveau riche or a rich second generation, and he has not completed the transformation of "aristocracy" for the time being.

Something like that. In the country of China, there are not one or two, but one class is formed.

The nouveau riche.

Or rather. Nouveau riche class.

It will take decades for such a phenomenon to be eliminated. Or be assimilated by the mainstream of society. In some places where it is easier to show status, the frequency of such upstarts is the highest.

Obviously, "Qianbao Zhai" is a very suitable place.

The appearance of the big cigar boss has brought obvious changes to "Qianbao Zhai", and the clerks who originally ignored the customers suddenly became smiling and greeted the big cigar boss one by one.

"Mr. Lang, hello!"

Mr. Lang bowed slightly, looking proud.

Even a woman sitting behind the cash register greeted her with a smile on her face, this woman was about thirty years old, and her appearance was just average, but looking at her appearance, it was estimated that she was the manager of the store, and she might be the owner. Lao Yuan stretched out his hand to Mr. Lang, and the small leather shoes hit the ground, "cluck, cluck", showing this person's urgency vividly.

"Mr. Lang, hello, welcome Mr. Lang, warmly welcome ......"

"Well, Xiao Chen, hello."

Mr. Lang took off the cigar, clipped it in his hand, and stretched out his left hand to the woman surnamed Chen.

The woman surnamed Chen was stunned for a moment, but fortunately she reacted quickly, and immediately stretched out her left hand, held Mr. Lang's left hand with both hands, shook it for a while, and said continuously: "Mr. Lang, you came too coincidentally, we just bought a batch of good goods in the store, and the price is fair, just waiting for you to appreciate it." ”

"Really, what's the good thing? Let me tell you, Xiao Chen, don't mention money to me. Brother is not bad for money, understand? As long as the goods are good, nothing else is a problem. ”

Mr. Lang immediately put the cigar in his mouth again, puffed out a cloud of smoke, and said with a big grin.

"That's that, don't say that this Xuanwu antique market, it's the whole ancient city to inquire about, who hasn't heard of Mr. Lang's name, hasn't he? Everyone said that as long as Mr. Lang was willing, he could empty this Xuanwu market within a day. ”

The woman surnamed Chen had sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, and in a few words, she held Mr. Lang to the sky, but a touch of pride flashed in her eyes.

You may not have to mention money as soon as you open your mouth, but you have to mention it with Mr. Lang. Lang is always such a character, as long as you mention money to him, he will be in a hurry. The next business is easy to do, and there is really no need to mention money to Mr. Lang. Anyway, whatever price you say is what the price is, Mr. Lang will basically never make a counteroffer.

Mr. Lang is the kind of stupid person who is hard to find and has no one in ten thousand, known as "people are stupid and have a lot of money".

At least in a few big shops in this Xuanwu antique market, Mr. Lang is really famous, and everyone has made a lot of hard money in Mr. Lang's pocket.

It's no wonder that as soon as Mr. Lang appeared, all the clerks of "Qianbao Zhai" were closer than seeing their father.

Mr. Lang only needs to patronize once, and basically there will be no big problem with this month's commission and bonus. This kind of "one as ten" or even "one as a hundred" big customers, who doesn't wholeheartedly welcome it?

"Mr. Lang, please upstairs!"

After a few words of flattery, the woman surnamed Chen invited Mr. Lang to the upstairs seat as usual.

If you want to make Lang Zong's money, there is a very key premise, which is to give him enough face. It's a tried-and-true trick against all the fools. There is a saying: as long as you have enough face, you are not afraid of stupidity and lack of money.

"Well, lead the way."

Lang always took a puff of his cigar and nodded proudly.

"Mr. Lang, please here, please here!"

The woman surnamed Chen was full of joy and led the way.

Mr. Lang walked upstairs under the "support" of the bewitching girl, and within a few steps, he couldn't help but change the direction under his feet.

Without him, Mr. Lang saw Xin Lin, Yuan Qianqian and Tang Xuan.

It can be seen that Mr. Lang actually still has obvious "lower animal attributes" on his body, and his mind is often dominated by instinct, and he says that he wants to go upstairs, and when he sees a beautiful woman, he naturally can't control his feet.

"Haha, let's take a look down there. I heard that your silver jewelry here has a very long history, and it is also an antique......"

After taking two steps towards that side, Mr. Lang said with haha in his mouth, casually making an excuse for himself.

The bewitching woman's reaction was extremely fast, her eyes swept on the faces of the three girls of Xin Linyuan Qianqian, and her face suddenly changed greatly, and she grabbed Mr. Lang's arm vigorously, and said in a greasy voice: "Brother Lang, let's go upstairs, what's so beautiful about the things on the first floor......"

Although beautiful girls are highly confident, this one is self-aware.

It's too far away, and no matter how confident you are, you can't make up for this reality gap. There are three over there, and she will bring one out at random, and she will never be able to compare.

Although compared with the boys over there, Lao Lang has suddenly become a dirt bun and ugly, but you can't stand up to other people's money. In today's world, as long as you are willing to take money to smash it, there are really few beautiful girls who are not smashed.

Besides, there are three beauties over there, but there is only one handsome guy, even if one of them is the girlfriend of the handsome guy, at least two are "left" for the old man, and the chance of being knocked out is very high.

The only way is to hold him here and don't let him pass.

It's a pity that the bewitching woman still underestimated the attractiveness of the beauty to Mr. Lang. The old man shook his arm without hesitation, almost throwing the bewitching woman to a stumbling moment.

"You know what? Don't be mischievous! ”

Brother Lang just scolded, and his eyes suddenly became cold.

The bewitching woman couldn't help but shudder, and suddenly became honest.

Don't look at the eyes of the woman surnamed Chen, Lao Lang is an out-and-out "Kaizi", a fat sheep to be slaughtered, but those who are really familiar with Lao Lang know that this is not a vegetarian, and his methods are very spicy.

It is certainly not easy to be regarded as the master of the "wronged boss" in the antique city.

First of all, you have to be qualified.

In this world today, how many guys who can make so much money are good stubble? The bewitching woman knew that if she dared to say half a more "no", Lao Lang's fierce followers would definitely throw herself out unceremoniously.

This kind of thing, it's not like Lao Lang hasn't done it!

I even did it more than once or twice.

"Hi guys!"

Mr. Lang repelled the bewitching woman with a loud voice, and without any hindrance, he strode in front of Xiao Fan and the others, raised his hand, said hello loudly, and tried his best to pretend to be very sunny and handsome.

Originally, Mr. Lang was not very old, less than forty years old.

"My name is Lang Yuting, the person in charge of Yangguan Mining Group, this gentleman's surname?"

Lang Yuting didn't care whether others paid attention to him or not, he first started to introduce himself, and then stretched out his hand to Xiao Fan.

In this regard, Lang Yuting is definitely a veteran and knows how to greet the man first. If you say hello to the pretty girl first, you will touch a gray nose if you don't do it, and you won't have a seizure.

You have to be polite, don't you?

But dealing with men first doesn't have that concern.

That's giving you face, you know?

If you kid doesn't know how to lift, and you always shake your face with me, don't blame me for being rude.

Good men don't fight women.

But a good guy can fight a scumbag! (To be continued......)