A middle-aged man with a big gold chain around his neck bumped into his shoulder and pushed him aside.

The big man said, "Show me a ten cubic meter storage bracelet."

Salesperson: "Okay, please wait a moment!"

Zuo Qinglong was unhappy when he saw the salesperson reaching into the counter to get the bracelet for the middle-aged man!

Can you bear it?

cannot!

Zuo Qinglong knocked on the counter: "Hey, hey, hey, first come, first served, understand?"

"This customer has no manners. How come even you, the shop assistant, have no manners?"

The salesperson was stunned and retorted, "How am I uncultured? If you don't want to buy, can't you let others buy first?"

The middle-aged man took a look at Zuo Qinglong: his face was still childish, and there was a big hole in his clothes. So he finished off the attack:

"You look like a poor fellow, and you still bought a bracelet?"

He pointed to the price on the storage bracelet and said, "Five million!"

"Can you afford it?"

"Oh, sorry! I forgot there's still a hundred thousand here. If you don't eat, you might be able to afford it!"

Blah - why are there such idiots everywhere!

Zuo Qinglong lifted his sleeves and pointed at the bracelet on his wrist.

"Is five million a lot?"

"Look what this is?"

The middle-aged man was stunned when he looked at the bracelet, and his face turned red instantly.

The slap in the face was so fast, it hurts so much!

"Who... who knows where you got the bracelet? Maybe you stole it?"

"Yes, you stole it!"

Zuo Qinglong: "Steal?"

"Would you like to steal one for me?"

"You're such a stubborn person!"

He slapped the counter: "That uncultured guy!"

The salesperson was furious: "You..."

Zuo Qinglong: "Yes, I'm talking about you!"

"Take out the storage bracelet worth 100 million!"