Song Weilan walked out of the jewelry store in a frustrated manner and bumped into a person head-on.

The man exclaimed bitterly, and immediately scolded: "I don't have long eyes......" Before he finished speaking, he saw Song Weilan's bitter gourd face, and his tone changed: "Yo, Miss Song, so coincidental?" ”

Han Zigao smiled: "It didn't hurt, did it?" ”

"Nope." Song Weilan replied perfunctorily, her happy mood was gone at this time, she regretted it, why did she owe it so much, what ring to try on, coincidentally, the ring can only be worn on the ring finger of the right hand.

Does this count as selling yourself?

"Sister Lan, what's wrong with you? Is it that they have a bad service attitude, you can rest assured, this jewelry store is my family. Han Zigao patted his chest full of pride, "Tell me who provoked you, as long as you say a word, I will let him get out immediately." ”

Han Zigao's gaze crossed Song Weilan and swept over every salesperson in the store: "Which of you provokes my Sister Lan, tell you, if you make my Sister Lan unhappy, you will make me unhappy, who?" Stand up for yourself! ”

Han Zigao was so powerful that no one dared to speak for a while.

"Han Shao, this is a misunderstanding." The woman who was the store manager hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

"Zigao, they serve very well." Song Weilan pulled Han Zigao's clothes, don't look at Han Zigao, who looks stupid and has a lot of money, but he is very trustworthy.

"Really? Since Sister Lan praises you, each of you will be rewarded with a red envelope at the end of the month. Han Zigao said very chicly, and then leaned sideways to Song Weilan, "Sister Lan, what do you like to tell me, less than one million for nothing." ”

[If it's more than one million, my old Han will kill me.] 】

Hearing Han Zigao's heart, Song Weilan laughed, Han Zigao's mind is simple, his heart is the same, although he has a lot of habits of rich children, but he treats her sincerely, Song Weilan can't help but feel a little guilty, she originally planned to use him, and his half-body failure was also a game set up by her.

"Zigao, I'm sorry." Song Weilan apologized to him from the bottom of her heart.

Han Zigao was stunned: "Why did you suddenly apologize to me?" ”

"There's a new dessert shop nearby, try it?" Song Weilan rarely invites others to eat, she regards Han Zigao as a friend.

"Oh." Han Zigao's mind was still dazed, and his body had already followed Song Weilan towards the door.

Seeing the two leaving, everyone in the store breathed a sigh of relief.

"Scared the hell out of me." Someone patted his chest for ventilation.

"What is the origin of this woman? Han Dashao was about to nod his head when he saw her. Someone asked.

"Wearing a blood diamond can be an ordinary person." The female store manager watched Song Weilan's figure go farther and farther, and couldn't help but sigh: "A blood diamond is rich enough to rival the country, but I am guarding the jewelry of a store, and none of it is mine." ”

"I don't know how many red envelopes Han Dashao will give at the end of the month?" Someone is looking forward to it.

After some gossip, they dispersed and returned to their posts.

Life is like this, some people have happiness at their fingertips, and some people can never reach it.

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The newly opened dessert shop has a new store promotion, which attracts a bunch of customers at the first time, and the queue is lined up from inside the store to outside the store.

Song Weilan and Han Zigao queued for more than half an hour, and finally stepped into the threshold of the dessert shop.

"Sister Lan, otherwise don't line up, I'll find someone to buy, what do you want to eat?" Looking at the queue of hundreds of people in front of him, Han Zigao complained bitterly, what he wanted to eat since he was a child was not a word, and the first time he experienced this kind of dessert, he had to queue up in person.

"That's not going to work." Song Weilan refused, and flickered seriously: "The taste that others send to your mouth is not the same level as the taste you queue up to buy." ”

Han Zigao touched his head and muttered: "Will there be a difference between one store?" ”