017 Blackmail

After Xie Qianyan got home, he took out a very old suitcase from under the bed, glanced at the dusty box with disgust, and frowned, it was time to change this home with something new.

Xie Qianyan glanced at the account balance, there were more than 50 million left, and he calculated in his heart that he should be able to buy a new house and add some furniture. However, let's wait until we get back to buying a house, and the most important thing now is to buy a new suitcase and buy some items that you need to bring to your spring outing.

To tell the truth, these basic things for life Xie Qianyan have them in the space, but the things in the space are too precious, and any thing taken out is a sensation in the city, so it's better not to be so ostentatious, now she doesn't want to cause any more trouble, she just wants to cultivate back quickly.

After Xie Qianyan arrived at the mall, he looked up at the banner hanging in front. Well, Baimao International Building, this is it, it is said that the things here are the most complete and the best.

After entering the mall, Xie Qianyan found that he was out of place here, the people around him were wearing famous brands and clothes made of good materials, only her, all in dust, Xie Qianyan didn't care about the eyes of the people around him, and walked straight to the second floor where clothes were sold.

No way, the clothes in the space are too expensive, in case someone sees it, it will be annoying, there is no need to cause more trouble, just buy some clothes in the mall.

There are all kinds of clothes on the second floor, Xie Qianyan looked around, only felt that it was unbearable, the real elegant brand is not a good jewelry, good silk thread is greeted on the clothes, but there is really a design and style, occasionally see a few clothes that are more beautiful and in line with Xie Qianyan's taste, Xie Qianyan thought for a while, or accept this kind of open clothes incompetent, the neckline is too low, the skirt is too short, people in this era are really open.

Just as Xie Qianyan was disappointed and wanted to leave, a loud bang appeared behind her.

Xie Qianyan coughed twice, swept away the dust in front of him, turned his head to look, and saw a large coat rack falling in front of him.

Xie Qianyan was about to turn around and leave in an attitude that she didn't care about herself, when suddenly, a scream stopped her.

"Stop! Knocked down our hanger and want to go?! Do you know how valuable the clothes in this hanger are, and do you deserve to get dirty?! "It's the clerk's voice.

Xie Qianyan turned around impatiently, and saw the clerk pointing at him aggressively, and there were more and more people around him, all of whom were attracted and wanted to watch a good show.

Xie Qianyan suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a good voice: "This young lady, I didn't touch your hanger, it was it that fell behind me out of thin air, and if you want to touch the porcelain, you can also find a monitoring blind spot to touch, in broad daylight, you are a little arrogant!" ”

The clerk pointed at Xie Qianyan arrogantly, and said to the people around him: "You all saw it, right, it's her!" It was when she passed by our store that the hangers in this row were overturned! ”

"She's just poor! I can't afford to buy clothes, but I have to touch them, and I can't even see the clothes there! So she pushed it to our hanger! The clerk looked at Xie Qianyan again, his eyes scanning her clothes.

"Today, if you don't pay for these clothes, you don't want to leave!"

The people next to him began to mumble:

"Eh, you say, with the appearance of this little girl, can you afford it?"

"If you can't afford it, you have to pay it, after all, it's her own fault."

"It's really typical that you can't get it and don't want to make others feel better, it's too much!"

"Yes, yes, this store is really unlucky, why was she targeted"

Xie Qianyan forcibly held back his anger, and there was no trace of warmth in his voice: "Everyone wants to blackmail me for money!" Why don't we check the monitoring? ”