With the complicated feeling of being admonished by the housekeeper who had taken care of him since he was a child not to break into the women's toilet again, Meng Lang walked to the two locker rooms with black curtains.

Hold back, forget it, everything is to let my brother enter the night game smoothly and participate in the national war, a little stigmatized, but he is just a pervert who is regarded as forcibly breaking into the women's toilet.

It doesn't matter, I don't care.

(Voice of Mystery: Then why are you crying?) ）

It's the sweat of the soul!!

"Small or! You throw in the towel! The suit I chose has broken through the sky! You don't have a chance! Wahahahaha!! ”

One of the two dressing rooms with black curtains in front of him made a triumphant arrogant sound, and Meng Lang, who was waiting outside, was silent with a black face.

Anyway, I forgot to read it just now, what kind of suits did these two guys choose...

And brother, I'm curious, where did you get the confidence of a dick who has never touched a suit?

Well, from the perspective of contact, no matter how you think about it, it's small or have a better chance of winning, after all, it's a child of a big family, even if you don't choose it, just follow the way you originally wore it...

"Brother Meng, I've changed it."

Swish!

Then at this moment, Gou Yu opened the curtains, fastened the buttons, and wore a dark and old-fashioned suit, which seemed to be no problem at first glance.

But I've seen too much, how do I look like I'm going to attend someone's funeral...

Meng Lang: (?_?)

It's you who lose, small or.

"What! Xiaoor, you're faster than me! ”

Bang!

Fang Ran was wearing a light pink suit, with his shirt open, a picture of bohemian and uninhibited love of freedom, full of playboy atmosphere and looking at Xiao or.

Sorry for your draw.

Meng Lang couldn't bear to look at him directly.

I'm dripping, are you two teases sent by God to make me happy when God sees that I'm too stressed?

You guys dressed like this, are you sure we can blend in with Vanity Fair on that cruise ship!?

"My brother has never seen the world, and it doesn't matter if he chooses that virtue..."

The corners of Meng Lang's eyes twitched, his brows jumped and he looked at Gou Yu, raised his forehead and said angrily:

"Xiao or, you are also a young master from a big family, it doesn't matter if you don't choose according to your usual dinner party, but what does it mean that you have to choose according to the specifications of attending someone's funeral!?"

"Poof..."

"You're a sassy pink, and you're embarrassed to laugh at others!"

Seeing that Fang Ran couldn't help but snicker, Meng Lang suddenly said angrily!

"No, Brother Meng, your words have a very serious misunderstanding of me."

Listening to Meng Lang's complaints, Gou Yu retorted very seriously:

"I don't have to choose a suit for a funeral, I only wear a suit for someone else's funeral."

Gou Yu explained in a serious way:

"I was in the research room at the annual meeting, and I didn't attend a dinner party or anything like anything in the Li family, to be precise, I belong to the type who has never seen the world like the captain."

Meng Lang: "......"

What's going on with this bitter sympathy mixed with the feeling that I know I'm wrong for you...

"Hey, dude, how am I doing this? Isn't it trendy? Very much in line with the appearance of high society? ”

Fang Ran opened his hands like he showed off his light pink open suit.

Meng Lang looked at him silently, then patted him on the shoulder, and said in a serious and kind tone:

"Dude."

"The attention of the upper class is luxury and elegance, exquisite fabrics and meticulous workmanship, and there are all kinds of things that enhance a person's taste, which you can simply understand as a high style, and it has nothing to do with whether it is trendy or not."

Fang Ran looked at him speechlessly, feeling that Meng Lang's eyes were full of fucking concern for the mentally retarded when he looked at him.

"And if you want to look good in a light pink suit, the requirements for appearance and temperament are very high, and good-looking people are very good-looking when they wear it, such as a star surnamed Lu."

"And it's so inappropriate for you to wear it now that I can only imagine Wang Baoqiang, do you understand what I said?"

Fang Ran: "......"

Dude, your analogy is really annoying.

"Okay, I already have a full understanding of the level of suits you choose."

Meng Lang sighed, and then directly pretended to pick out the customized suit he prepared from the hanger at random.

"Fortunately, I've already chosen it for you, so please settle the account."

Moments later, the trio walked out of the Zegna suit shop.

Fang Ran was carrying his bag...

"Where do we go next? Going to eat? ”

Fang Ran, who had not eaten a box lunch at all, asked seriously.

"Brother, I should have told you that we still haven't bought shirts, leather shoes, ties, watches and other equipment, what made you have the illusion that we can go to dinner when we're done?"

Meng Lang looked at him carrying three big bags, glanced at him and said.

Fang Ran suddenly grimaced...

No way

"Dude... I'm the one I'm not good at shopping... Every time my mom went shopping, I would dump the pot on my dad..."

"It's useless to talk too much, go away with you!"

......

......

Three hours later.

"Hah... Ha... Call... I'll go... Dude, how many more things do we have to buy..."

Beijing, one of the most luxurious shopping malls in Dongjiang District.

Fang Ran followed behind Meng Lang with a large bag and a small bag, snoring and panting, and once again understood a truth.

Shopping is a physical job.

Especially when you go shopping with someone who loves to go shopping.

"Alas, brother, just your garbage level of shopping together, I'm very worried about what to do if you have a girlfriend in the future."

Meng Lang pretended to sigh helplessly and said.

"Bastard!! You don't have to carry a bag!! ”

Fang Ran looked at this guy who didn't have a backache when he stood and talked, and he couldn't wait to throw down the big bags of his two hands and beat him in the face.

But.

He didn't dare.

Because, the price of these things in his hands...

It's more expensive than he imagined.

Not to mention suits, leather shoes, ties, shirts and others, Meng Lang chose all foreign famous brands that he didn't know, chestnuts that can make you understand in an instant.

Fang Ran's right hand counted from the left, and the bottom three small boxes in the fourth bag were the collar supports they had just bought.

It's just a small piece of a long strip that is inserted into the collar of a shirt to make it look tall.

But it's made of gold.

......

Dry!

The damn didn't know what a collar was until today, but now there's a gold collar in the bag!

I'll go!

A thing that holds up the collar of a shirt is actually made of gold!?

Isn't it the same if I pout two chopsticks and sharpen Seri myself?

No one else can see it anyway.

Even if you can't see it, you resolutely choose to use gold as a collar and pretend to be forced silently, this is high society...?

Poverty, really limits my imagination...

And if you buy this kind of thing, will the night bureau really be reimbursed... (tears in her eyes)

So let Meng Lang be triumphant, Fang Ran didn't dare to throw down this big bag and fight him to the death.

Because, if this bumps into it, Fang Ran, who has become a habit of thrift, feels that he may be suffocated by heartache.

"Ah, Ah, we're almost done with everything, and we have one last place to go."

Meng Lang smiled and comforted him.

"Really?"

"Of course."

Then Meng Lang chose left and right, and the cheerful decision was next to the house, and pushed Fang Ran in.

"Huh... Dude, this shop doesn't sell things..."

"Don't worry, rest assured, this is really the last one, and you will be able to eat in no time."

Meng Lang gave a thumbs up and smiled kindly, and then shouted to the luxuriously decorated and high-end store:

"Someone with the best skills can give me three hours to put his hair in the way he can go to a top-class banquet right away."

Fang Ran: "......"

it! Dude, I knew you wouldn't be so kind!

You're going to starve me for three hours!

Shame on you, Rem!