"Oh."

Luo Tianyu responded succinctly, and didn't bother with the middle-aged man.

His calm appearance makes the middle-aged man feel very faceless.

"Boy, didn't you hear what I just said? I said, I like you in this outfit! The middle-aged man straightened his belly and said very domineeringly.

"And then?" Luo Tianyu's tone was very cold.

"And then ......"

The middle-aged man was choked and stammered, but soon he said confidently: "Then you quickly take off this set of clothes and give it to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants to buy it!" ”

Luo Tianyu didn't know what to say for a while, and looked at the middle-aged man like a fool.

This head is fine, right? Kicked by a donkey?

It was probably the middle-aged man's voice that was too loud, so that the ink dyed bamboo and the female manager, who had turned around to pay, turned back again.

"What's wrong?" Ink-dyed bamboo asked.

Luo Tianyu also explained briefly.

After hearing this, the female manager explained to the middle-aged man very officially: "Yes, this is such a gentleman, this is a private custom-made model, if you also like it, you can choose to make a reservation, and you can receive it about next month." ”

"What is not customized, Lao Tzu can't understand! Lao Tzu asked, can I take off this dress, can I buy it! The middle-aged man exclaimed impatiently.

"I'm sorry, sir, but that's not going to work."

"Oops~ husband, what are you doing? Don't you just buy a dress, why is it so slow? Any later, I won't be able to catch up with my sister's SPA. The girl came over and said complainingly.

Seeing that his women were coming, the middle-aged man felt that he had lost face even more.

"Mother X, Lao Tzu buys it with more money!" The middle-aged man snorted disdainfully, took out a wad of banknotes from his bag, and waved it in front of Luo Tianyu: "Take it off, give it to Lao Tzu, this 10,000 yuan is yours!" ”

"Don't ask, we won't give this outfit to others." The little face of the ink-dyed bamboo turned cold at this time.

"Oh, little girl."

The middle-aged man's eyes swept a little greedily at the ink-dyed bamboo, and then he took out two stacks of banknotes and slapped them on the sofa next to him: "Thirty thousand!" Is it enough?! ”

Luo Tianyu did not speak.

"Oh, seventy thousand! Seventy thousand! Is it enough?! The middle-aged man took out a few more wades of money, and he looked like an upstart.

Luo Tianyu was still silent.

The middle-aged man's mood can be described as extremely angry.

So he took out a big pile of money: "!" Isn't it just money? What Lao Tzu has is money! Lakh! 100,000 yuan! I'll just ask you if you're enough?! I guess I can buy several of your suits! ”

The money on the couch is piling up like a mountain.

"Hey, are you done?" The voice of the ink dyed bamboo plummeted a few degrees, and it was already a little difficult to suppress the fire in his heart.

However, Luo Tianyu stretched out his hand and signaled her not to mess around.

Then he chuckled, looked at the middle-aged man and said, "Since this gentleman likes this suit so much, I'll give it to you, I don't want this money, you can buy it at the original price." ”

After speaking, Luo Tianyu turned around and entered the dressing room, and after a while, he walked out with the suit and put it on the counter on the side.

"Humph! Count you as a kid who knows a little bit of physiognomy. The middle-aged man felt a sense of super satisfaction in his heart, and raised his head very proudly.

This little white face just said that he couldn't do it, and in the end, he was still scared of being smashed with money? !

"My husband is awesome~" The sandwich girl said cheaply, not forgetting to provoke as if she was looking at white ink, as if she was showing off that her husband was richer than Luo Tianyu.

At this time, the female manager looked at the ink dyed bamboo with some difficulty.

And the ink dyed bamboo nodded, sighing helplessly. Luo Tianyu is really, why did he start playing at this time?

"Then this gentleman, you will pay." The female manager walked behind the cash register.

"Hmph, just brush it."

The middle-aged man took out a bank card and handed it over.

At the same time, he didn't forget to look at Luo Tianyu, and said half-sarcastically: "Boy, don't say that I am arrogant and unreasonable, the 100,000 yuan is rewarded to you, and it is rewarded to you!" ”

"Tut-tut, look at how generous my husband is, unlike some poor ghosts, who are scared of being smashed by 100,000 yuan~" The clip girl twisted her waist proudly.

However, at this moment, there was a ticking sound at the cash register.

"Sorry sir, you don't have enough money on your card to pay."

"What, what?! Are you mistaken, I have a full 1 million in this card, and you said it is not enough to pay?! The middle-aged man was stunned.

"Well, that's right. The price of this custom suit is 3.5 million Huaxia coins, so the balance in your card is indeed not enough to pay. The female manager explained calmly.

"3.5 million?!"

The middle-aged man and the sandwich girl both stared at each other: "What are you kidding?!" ”

"No kidding, sir, this suit is a private custom, and the buttons of the suit are made of pure natural black crystal ore, and one alone is worth more than 100,000." The female manager presented the value certificate of the relevant package.

The middle-aged man and the clip woman were both dumbfounded.

"So, sir, do you continue to make up the money?"

"......" Now it's the middle-aged man's turn to be speechless.

How did he know that so much money was needed? He thought that the top of the sky was only twenty or thirty thousand! Where can he afford to spend 3.5 million to buy a suit?

"If you don't buy it, we'll buy it." Mo Dye Zhu handed over the card in his hand.

The female manager smiled and nodded.

Then there was no embarrassing dripping, and the 3.5 million was swept away from the card of the ink-dyed bamboo very smoothly.

When the prompt tone of successful payment appeared, the middle-aged man's expression was also distorted, and it was difficult to see the extreme!

"Thank you, Mr. Luo, Miss Mo for your patronage, welcome to come back next time." The female manager respectfully bent over Mo Dye Zhu and Luo Tianyu.

Then, she looked at the middle-aged man whose face was flushed: "This gentleman, do you have any other needs, we have a lot of styles under 100,000 yuan, you can take a look." ”

"Husband, look at her, let's buy it for 4 million and slap her in the face......" The children wanted to play tricks again.

But where did the middle-aged man lose this kind of face, and slapped it on the face of the sandwich girl: "I'll buy you a stinky beer!" ”

At this moment, the middle-aged man sprinkled all his anger on the body of the clipper.

The face of the clipper girl was swollen all of a sudden, and the nose of the plastic surgery showed signs of tilting.

However, Luo Tianyu and Mo Ranzhu were not interested in caring about the emotional situation of other people's families, so the two picked up the clothes and left here.

"Hey, Tianyu, I was very unhappy just now, it was obviously the clothes I ordered for you, and you still want to give it to others." The ink-dyed bamboo made an awkward fuss.

"Didn't they afford it?" Luo Tianyu said indifferently.

"How could you be so sure that they couldn't afford the price of this outfit?" Ink-dyed bamboo was still pouting.

"Because it's a custom version of PTE." Luo Tianyu smiled slightly: "Can I not know?" ”

Ever since he became an adult, he has been customizing a suit at PTE every year, which is part of his tradition.

But this year, because he ran away from home and ran away from marriage, after the family broke his capital chain, he naturally couldn't afford it.

Unexpectedly, the ink-dyed bamboo actually made up for him.

This made Luo Tianyu's heart feel warm.

Ink-dyed bamboo also showed a good-looking smile.

"Alright, what's next?" Luo Tianyu stretched his muscles.

"What else can I do, of course, just continue shopping. I just spent 3.5 million on you, and you still want to run away? Mo Dye Zhujiao smiled and hugged Luo Tianyu tighter.