Wang Yan took out his cell phone and asked the waitress, "How much?"
"Wait a moment, sir."
The waitress hurriedly calculated the price and soon held out the receipt, saying, "The total is one thousand and seventy. Give me one thousand!"
Cheng Wushuang's heart skipped a beat.
I have read the letter Chen Hu wrote to Tan Junyan before. In the letter, he said that people here only earn a few thousand yuan a month.
This set of clothes costs a thousand dollars, it's too expensive.
“It’s so cheap!”
Wang Yan said it was cheap, and while scanning the code, he said to Cheng Wushuang: "It's evening. If I have nothing to do tonight, I'll take you to buy some clothes from big brands."
"There's really no need to spend any more money..."
Cheng Wushuang shook his head hurriedly, "This is already very good for me."
"You are quite content with what you have." Wang Yanbai smiled slightly.
"I bought clothes for Hu Zi last night and spent tens of thousands on a suit."
"My standards for buying clothes for you can't be lower than Hu Zi's!"
Cheng Wushuang's head was buzzing after hearing this.
A set of clothes costs tens of thousands of dollars, doesn't that mean an average person would have to earn a year's salary?
It's so luxurious that I can't even imagine it.
"What are you thinking about? Let's go."
Wang Yan saw Cheng Wushuang in a daze and urged him.
"oh."
Cheng Wushuang finally reacted, picked up the bag of old clothes and followed him out.
Wang Yan came out and looked at the bag in her hand. "Are you still taking these back?"
Cheng Wushuang blinked, "What else?"
Wang Yan pointed to the trash can nearby and said, "Just throw it away."
"Don't."
Cheng Wushuang shook his head hurriedly, "The combat uniform and boots are both new, it would be a shame to throw them away."
"Then I understand..." Wang Yan nodded seriously.
"What you mean is that the combat uniform can be kept, but the red bellyband can be thrown away."
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