Chapter 1 The New Pickle Rules

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When Wu Yong walked into the most prosperous and expensive Bandung shopping mall in Haicheng, the thief's eyes were like radar, constantly examining the female saleswoman standing in front of the counter stores.

"Well, this one looks pretty good, it's just a little fat, and the thighs are too thick for Nima, and one leg is eighty pounds."

"That girl looks slim, even if she wears heavy makeup, she can scrape off a layer of powder. This is definitely a little sassy fox, so let's stay away. ”

"Tsk, this horse looks pretty good, and has a good figure and face. The only bad thing is that she looks too much like the romantic action movie actress Ji Ze, and those who don't know think that this girl has changed her career to sell clothes. ”

Wu Yong's cunning eyes scanned back and forth on the third floor of the men's clothing store, and finally resolutely chose Yoshizawa's men's clothing store!

Uh... No, the girl just looks like Yoshizawa.

Although Wu Yong is only 20 years old, he can boast of being among the flowers and leading the way.

For appreciating and examining women's tastes, Wu Yong still has a certain foundation. There's no way, who made Wu Yong's grandfather an old god, eating, drinking, prostituting, gambling, smoking, and having all kinds of poisons.

Wu Yong, who was raised by his grandfather, has been following his grandfather since he was five years old, peeking around in the hot spring pool of the town to see young and beautiful women taking a bath...

Under the dazzling crystal lamp, the spotless glass mirror looks exceptionally bright and clean.

Pushing open the glass door, Wu Yong pretended to be deep and strode in.

"Bell bell bell ·

With a pleasant sound from the wind chimes hanging on the top of the glass door, the saleswoman who was quite a bit of a gesture raised her head and slowly looked away from the mobile game interface.

When his eyes caught sight of Wu Yong, he was just about to smile gently and say 'welcome' in a coquettish voice, when he saw Wu Yong wearing cheap jeans and a t-shirt.

The smile on her pretty face froze instantly, and then her face drooped like ashes. A trace of surprise and disdain flashed in his eyes, he lowered his eyes weakly, and pouted casually: "I'm sorry, this is a high-end consumption place, and all goods under 10,000 yuan will not be sold." If you want to buy clothes for a few hundred dollars, exit the main entrance of Bandung Mall and turn left! ”

The saleswoman's disdainful tone and contemptuous expression did not arouse Wu Yong's anger and disgust.

Ordinary people go out to consume for the quality of service and price, but Wu Yong buys things diametrically opposite, only looking at the appearance of the female salesperson, not the quality of the goods.

Therefore, Wu Yong is so big that he rarely goes to stores with many male salesmen, but he flocks to stores with beautiful female salesmen.

With a shy face and a faint smile, Wu Yong was not angry or irritated, and smiled and teased: "Huh! Isn't this the cousin of my uncle's family? Oops, I haven't seen you for a few years, you've grown up, and you're really a female college student. ”

"Who is your cousin, I think you must have recognized the wrong person!" The saleswoman glanced at Wu Yong in surprise, as if she was also determining whether there was such an unfamiliar face among her relatives.

Recognize the wrong person!

Of course, Wu Yong recognized the wrong person, as long as this kid sees a beautiful woman, he will use this tried and tested pickle girl routine.

After pretending to be serious and staring at the saleswoman for a long time, Wu Yong said categorically: "Impossible, you must be my uncle's cousin." ”

Speaking of this, Wu Yong seemed to have really found his cousin, and a sincere and moved look appeared on his handsome face, which seemed to be a cream child.

Unconsciously, Wu Yong even held the lubricated and delicate little hands of the saleswoman, rubbed them like treasures for most of the day, and while touching them, he asked without treating himself as an outsider: "Cousin, is my uncle's health okay?" By the way, the last time I saw you, you seemed to be only eleven or twelve years old, and it was ten years old, and it was normal for you to not remember my eldest cousin. ”

A female saleswoman who looks like Yoshizawa was also harassed by bad male customers in the past because of her outstanding appearance.

But those male guests are basically a routine, inviting the flattering female salesman to go out for a big meal, and shouting about a five-star hotel.

However, like today's 'routine of misidentifying his cousin' by Wu Yong, the female salesman has really never encountered it.

seemed to be confused by the sincere expression on Wu Yong's face, the saleswoman was slightly stunned, and then pulled her little hand out of Wu Yong's dishonest big hand.

"You may really recognize the wrong person, I don't have a cousin." The saleswoman smiled apologetically, but she didn't look down on Wu Yong like she did just now.

Seeing that the saleswoman had taken the bait, Wu Yong couldn't help but secretly laugh in his heart, this stupid girl in front of him was really a bit big-chested and brainless.

Wu Yongqiang held back the cheap smile at the corner of his mouth and said seriously: "No, you are my cousin Wang Xiaohong." ”

"You really admit that you are wrong, my name is An Ruiyue, auspicious Rui, the moon of the moon." The saleswoman smiled lightly, shrugged her emaciated shoulders helplessly, and seemed to show Wu Yong that she was not a cousin through her body language.

But in fact, when the female saleswoman said her name, Wu Yong was already the first step.

Now Wu Yong's heart is almost happy, he didn't expect that the girl living in a big city would be so good.

In a few words, the girl's name was set out.

As the saying goes, 'as long as the routine is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle'!

Holding back the smile in his heart, Wu Yong hurriedly apologized: "I'm so embarrassed, I'm so embarrassed." I may have been mistaken, but you look too much like my little cousin. As an apology, or I'll invite you to eat..."

Before the word 'rice' on Wu Yong's lips was revealed, the mobile phone in his trouser pocket made a buzzing sound.

"Buzz..."

Reluctantly took out his mobile phone and glanced at the familiar mobile phone number, Wu Yong couldn't stop scolding his mother in his heart.

Grandma, I'm going to get started soon, so I'm going to call me at this time.

Walking quickly to the corner of the store, Wu Yong answered the phone with a disgruntled face.

As soon as he connected the phone, across the twilight snow of thousands of mountains, Wu Yong could smell a smoky smell of wine and a can't stop burping.

"Hiccup... Stinky boy, this time you are going to get out of the marriage, you have to speak politely. Hiccup··· Although the Meng family can't talk about covering the sky in Haicheng, they are still very powerful. In the end, you let people beat you to death, and Lao Tzu will go to collect your body. By the way, you spend money to buy a decent set of clothes, don't be afraid of expensive, remember, don't embarrass Lao Tzu..."

"Got it, isn't it just a formal dress!" Wu Yong shouted impatiently.

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