Chapter 12: If You Like It, It's Okay

More than half an hour later, the low-key luxury Bentley was safely parked in the negative second floor parking lot of a nearby mall.

Song Qingyue first took Huo Chizhou to the first floor to look at the electronic equipment.

The crisis of the Song Group has not yet happened, she is not like in her previous life, her family property was occupied, her assets were frozen, and she was hunted down by Feng Jinchen all over the world, and she still has plenty of funds in her name.

She chose Song's computer products.

Just support your own business.

Song Qingyue graduated less than a year ago, and after returning to China, she almost always worked overtime in the research room to study holographic online games. Except for the engagement photo, which was on the hot search, but the popularity soon dropped.

After all, the people who eat melons pay more attention to the news in the entertainment industry, and Feng Jinchen is reluctant to stimulate his weak white moonlight.

can't stand by his side openly, it's really wronged.

"Is the latest model of this computer in stock?"

"Yes, miss." Sister Cabinet has a warm attitude, she actually didn't recognize that the person in front of her was the Song family's young owner, she only felt that Song Qingyue's picturesque eyebrows and extraordinary temperament made people feel very good, and the key was that she was wearing a famous brand.

Take the inconspicuous-looking bracelet on her wrist alone, it will cost a full 200,000.

18,000 computers are definitely affordable.

"Do you like it?" Song Qingyue turned sideways and asked Huo Chizhou to try the prototype in the store.

Only then did the cabinet sister pay attention to Huo Chizhou.

She looked surprised.

I didn't look carefully just now, this man is really thin, like a refugee fleeing the famine, hungry like a bamboo pole, and he falls down when the wind blows. He appeared to be injured, and red, bruises, and bloody crusts could be seen on his exposed skin.

Sister Cabinet couldn't imagine that he and Song Qingyue actually knew each other.

After all, one is as expensive as the daughter of a wealthy family, while the other ...... Young and able-bodied, he doesn't look like a person with intellectual problems, but he actually looks like this.

In normal times, the cabinet sister will not take the initiative to sell to him.

I can't afford to buy it at first glance......

Huo Chizhou hadn't touched the computer for a long time, and he was a little handy, but he soon operated it proficiently, checking the computer's CPU, motherboard, memory, graphics card and other configurations.

This is a top-of-the-line match.

Huo Chizhou glanced at the price tag on the side, and his pupils trembled in fright, eighteen thousand! How many bricks do you have to move to afford it? No, even if he enters the Song family, the assistant's salary will not be too high at first.

Three or four thousand? That's going to be half a year's salary, wow.

"Isn't this a bit expensive?" Huo Chizhou's heart was empty.

"It's okay, if you like it." Song Qingyue could see that Huo Chizhou was very satisfied with the computer, and happily paid for the counter sister to arrange for someone to send the computer to the Yujiang Dijing Community.

Until the account was settled, Huo Chizhou was still a little relieved.

Eighteen thousand.

Eating one steamed bun at a time, three meals a day, and five cents for a steamed bun is enough for him to eat for 12,000 days, that is, nearly 33 years......

He thought that buying a computer for three or four thousand was already very luxurious.

"Let's go look at our phones."

Song Qingyue took Huo Chizhou to the mobile phone store next door. She could guess what he was thinking. Alas, he was forced to mix in the bottom of society, supporting himself by working as a coolie, starving for a full meal, and he was afraid that he would not be able to break a dime in half and spend it.

The Feng family is sitting on trillions of assets, if their lives have not been exchanged, buying a computer of 18,000 will not even blink an eye for the prince of the Feng family.

It seems that she still has to cultivate his etiquette aesthetic and so on.

People in the circle don't care if he was bitter before, whether he can adapt to returning to the Feng family, they can't wait to see his jokes. Huo Chizhou did rise in the later period, but he was used to living a hard life, and he was secretly ridiculed by many people for being a hillbilly and a dirty bun that he had never seen the world.

In the end, Song Qingyue helped Huo Chizhou choose the latest mobile phone, the price was 10,000 yuan smaller, Huo Chizhou was distressed: "Actually, a mobile phone of a few hundred yuan is fine, and all the functions it should have." ”

He just makes and receives phone calls, sends and receives text messages, doesn't play games, doesn't watch videos, doesn't listen to songs, doesn't shop online, and doesn't use anything else.

And he just needs to contact her.

"It won't take long for a mobile phone with a few hundred dollars to freeze."

Song Qingyue stuffed the new mobile phone into his hand: "It can help you improve your life and assist work, you are the one who wants to be my partner, you can't let the mobile phone hold you back." ”

When it came to this, Huo Chizhou had no choice but to accept it.

He swore in his heart that Song Qingyue looked up to him so much, saying that he was her partner, and bought him a computer and mobile phone with such a high configuration, including food and shelter, and he would die of her liver and brain.

Of course, the deep blood feud with the Feng family cannot be forgotten.

He's going to have to find a way to sow discord......

In the time that Huo Chizhou was pondering, the two of them got the phone card and saved each other's numbers. The mobile phone is not complicated, Huo Chizhou studied it for a while and understood it.

He registered himself with a WeChat.

I heard that people nowadays like to chat on WeChat.

"I'll sweep you." Seeing that he had a WeChat ID, Song Qingyue naturally picked up his mobile phone and took the initiative to scan his WeChat business card.

The friend application was approved quickly.

Huo Chizhou's face was red and his ears were hot.

She was his first WeChat friend.

He clicked on the dialog, nervous enough not to know what to say at the first point, and his hand slid to her head, which was a bright moon hanging diagonally in the sky, the moonlight shining like a light veil.

Beautiful, noble, cold.

After thinking about it, Huo Chizhou exited the WeChat interface and searched for a picture on the Internet to make an avatar, which was a lone wolf howling at the moon.

Well, month.

Yue.

As for the WeChat nickname, he didn't take "wolf" or "lone wolf" so much, and typed his name one by one.

Huo Chizhou.

After choosing the mobile phone, Song Qingyue took Huo Chizhou to the clothing store again.

His own three sets of clothes were almost worn out from the bricks and beatings, washed until they faded, and were still full of patches, and they must not be worn again.

Worried that he would not accept it, Song Qingyue chose a cheap store.

A piece of clothing costs only one or two hundred yuan, the style is simple and comfortable, and it is much more comfortable to wear than the sets bought at the stalls before. Maybe there is a comparison of the price of computers and mobile phones, but this time he did not refuse.

Presumably realizing that wearing her loungewear all the time wasn't an option.

Under Song Qingyue's recommendation, Huo Chizhou changed into a refreshing and clean sportswear and put on sneakers, considering that he was going to go into the laboratory to help her, she didn't buy suits and leather shoes for him.

When he came out of the changing room, Song Qingyue put a hat on him.

He is very thin, but it is estimated that he has inherited the good genes of his parents' tall and tall, and he is not short, Song Qingyue raised his head and raised his hand to help him straighten his hat.

"Alright."

She looked at him with her hands behind her back and smiled: "Very handsome." ”

Huo Chizhou's heart moved slightly, his heart beat faster and faster, "poof", "poof", he had to grit his teeth desperately to suppress this inexplicable throbbing, for fear of being heard by her.

How could he? How to match?

At this time, Song Qingyue's face changed as if she had seen something.