Volume 1 Chapter 30 Secret Photography
When Zhao Lin drove the Zuo siblings out, he was completely doubting his life.
The fight last night was so fierce, it was like a war, and Zuo Zichen was almost killed by Quan Zhisui!
Can we go shopping together this morning?
Zhao Lin even suspected that he had not woken up yet!
"Miss, Master, which mall are we going to?" he asked.
Quan Zhisui pointed at Zuo Zichen and said, "You should ask his wallet."
If you have a lot of money, you can buy expensive things; if you have little money, you can buy cheap things. But considering how favored Zuo Zichen is in the Zuo family, how could his pocket money be less?
Zuo Zichen sat up straight at once and said in a panic, "Sister, I haven't received my pocket money for this month yet. I, I, I only have 2,000 yuan on me right now."
In fact, it’s not that I didn’t get it, but that I spent it.
Spend it looking for someone to fight.
Quan Zhisui commented sharply with a deadpan expression: "Wow, you are so poor."
She had 10,000 yuan for living expenses, but Zuo Zichen only had 2,000 yuan on him.
Zuo Zichen tried to make amends: "I, I'll give you all the money next month!"
Quan Zhisui casually asked, "How much pocket money do you have every month?"
Zuo Zichen didn't dare to lie: "Fifty thousand."
Quan Zhisui's voice suddenly rose: "Mr. Duo?!"
Zuo Zichen opened his mouth and said, "I, I can ask my dad for 50,000, and then ask my mom for 50,000. Is 100,000 enough?"
He didn't understand the point of Quan Zhisui's sudden voice, and thought she thought it was too little, so he immediately thought of a clever way to get money from both sides.
At this moment, Zuo Zichen really didn't dare to offend Quan Zhisui in the slightest!
Quan Zhisui glanced at him and said, "From now on, take two portions of money and give me half."
Zuo Zichen nodded repeatedly: "Okay! Okay!"
That’s great. His sister was so kind as to keep half for him. He thought he would have no pocket money in the future!
"But..." Zuo Zichen hesitated again, and after thinking about it, he decided to make it clear in advance, "You can't play like this every time. If I take two payments every month, they will find out."
As he spoke, he observed Quan Zhisui. She always had a blank expression on her face and it was unclear whether she was happy or unhappy.
Zuo Zichen was afraid of angering her again.
As expected, Quan Zhisui glanced over, which made Zuo Zichen shudder!
Zuo Zichen looked miserable: "Really! I'm not lying! These are the rules I have summed up over the years! I really can't take two portions of money every time. If I have money, I will definitely hand it over to my sister!"
Quan Zhisui looked him up and down and said, "Why don't you ask your mother for it this month and your grandparents for it next month?"
Zuo Zichen was stunned: "Ah? Ah???"
Quan Zhisui turned his head away in disdain: "Stupid!"
Zuo Zichen suddenly realized: "That's right! Ask Dad for 50,000 every month, and then stagger the money between Mom and Grandpa and Grandma. If you give them one by one, they won't find out!"
He suddenly felt that Quan Zhisui was very smart, especially when he did bad things...
Thinking of this, Zuo Zichen shuddered and felt bitter in his heart. He didn't know when these hard days would end.
Since Zuo Zichen only had 2,000 yuan on him and Quan Zhisui was reluctant to spend his own food money, the two of them went to an ordinary shopping mall.
Zuo Zichen had never been to places like this before, he only bought high-end luxury goods.
Quan Zhisui mainly chooses sportswear for her clothes. Although she is not as accustomed to it as martial arts training clothes, she always tries to fit in in the city. She can't wear training clothes under her school uniform every day. The design of the school uniform conflicts with the training clothes, and they always get stuck in her armpits when layered together.
Sportswear is also expensive in the city. She knows this sports brand and a T-shirt costs two or three hundred yuan.
Quan Zhisui thinks it’s too expensive and a steal!
But she looked at Zuo Zichen who was trying to please her...
Well, buy it! Anyway, it’s the Zuo family’s money!
While trying on clothes, Zuo Zichen sat outside obediently and waited, not forgetting to keep praising the clothes for being pretty, and then paid for them in a cool manner.
Quan Zhisui bought two short-sleeved shirts and a jacket, spending a total of one thousand.
Zuo Zichen looked at the balance on his phone and said flatteringly, "I still have a thousand on my card. Do you want to buy two more?"
He also discovered at this time that Quan Zhisui had no clothes to wear. She had been in Liangxi City for many days...
Zuo Zhiyu never cared about such details of life, and Xu Zhiyi wanted to give Quan Zhisui a warning, so it was impossible for her to arrange these things. Of course, the plan fell through in the end.
Quan Zhisui shook his head, looked at the time and suggested: "It's noon, I want to eat hot pot."
Zuo Zichen nodded rapidly, holding two shopping bags in his hands: "Which one? Oh, by the way, I have recharged money at a hot pot restaurant, shall we go there?"
Quan Zhisui: “Are there any seafood?”
She was almost dying of greed for Wei Shixu yesterday.
Zuo Zichen: "It's seafood hot pot!"
Anyway, everything he does now has to be based on Quan Zhisui and make her satisfied.
After the two left the sportswear store, the door of another fitting room opened. This door had been closed for a long time, and the brother and sister had no idea that there was someone hiding here!
Zhou Chun seemed to have discovered a huge secret at this moment. She looked at the backs of the two people in shock, raised her mobile phone and started taking pictures from a distance, taking several pictures in a row.
Zuo Zichen and Quan Zhisui?
Oh my god!
How come these two people are shopping together?
Moreover, Zuo Zichen acted like a dog bootlicker, paying the bill and treating Quan Zhisui to hotpot!
Are they together? !
…
Quan Zhisui didn't expect that the hot pot restaurant Zuo Zichen was talking about was a chain owned by Kong Mingze.
She watched the boy walk in like a big boss and skillfully pick out the seafood area, picking out only the big items.
He ordered a seafood hotpot for five thousand yuan.
It’s worthy of the money I paid for it!
Due to the high consumption, the two were invited to a small private room on the second floor, where they were served by a foreman manager throughout the entire process.
Zuo Zichen kept introducing: "Sister, let me tell you that the best thing about this hot pot restaurant is the soup base. Drink some soup first and then blanch the seafood. The soup base is really amazing!"
Quan Zhisui nodded: "I know, it's a secret recipe."
Zuo Zichen: "How do you know?"
Quan Zhisui: "It's owned by Kong Mingze's family. He sits next to me."
Zuo Zichen: “…”
He suddenly hated this hot pot restaurant!
How could a nouveau riche have such a good secret recipe and open such a high-end hot pot restaurant?
Before this, Zuo Zichen always thought that Kong Mingze’s hot pot restaurant was very poor, ordinary and cheap.
The manager's eyes lit up: "Ma'am, are you a classmate of our young boss?"
Quan Zhisui: "Yes, we are in the same class."
The manager smiled and said, "Then I'll go check it out. The boss said that students can get a discount if they come to eat here."
Quan Zhisui nodded: "Okay, tell him my name is Quan Zhisui."
The manager went out for five minutes and came back with a smile: "Ms. Quan, our restaurant will give you a lifetime VIC card. The boss said that you can eat for free in the future."
Zuo Zichen was stunned: "There is Vic in the hot pot restaurant?"
He thought only luxury goods had this kind of hierarchy, and VIC was higher than VIP.
The manager smiled and said, "It wasn't available before, but it is now available. Ms. Quan can use facial recognition in the future."
"No." Quan Zhisui pointed at Zuo Zichen who was stunned across from him and said, "I'm not the only one eating today. He's paying, no discount."
Zuo Zichen opened his mouth, but finally closed it.
Isn’t his money money?
He feels so miserable!
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