"Mr. Zhang?"
Zhang Xian was still in shock when he suddenly heard someone calling him.
When he looked up, he saw that it was Xia Lan, the tenant of his house.
"Why are you here?"
"I just got off work and I passed by and it looked like you. I didn't expect it to be true."
"Isn't today a weekend?"
"How can we have two days off when we work 996?"
Xia Lan said helplessly but also with a hint of self-deprecation: "Mr. Zhang, do you have time? I'll treat you to a meal as a thank you."
"It's not easy for you either, I'll treat you."
Zhang Xian invited Xia Lan to have a simple meal nearby.
It didn't cost much, but Xia Lan, who was short of money, was still very touched.
"It's so delicious. I haven't eaten so well in a long time."
Xia Lan touched her belly and no longer cared about her beautiful image.
"You don't usually even have enough to eat, do you?"
"You sound like I'm about to beg for food, but I'm actually trying to lose weight."
Xia Lan stuck out her tongue but didn't deny it.
Zhang Xian even admired her a little.
Even though life is so hard, he is still so sunny and hardworking.
At this moment, he inadvertently noticed that Xia Lan's handbag was worn out: "Your bag is broken."
Xia Lan looked down and slapped her forehead: "It's a good thing you reminded me. I've been too busy recently. The warranty will be voided in three days!"
She invited Zhang Xian and said, "The store is nearby, please come with me."
Zhang Xian agreed since he was bored.
The two people came to Yafei Shopping Plaza and walked into a specialty store.
The salesperson greeted us warmly, "Welcome to Hermès. How can I help you?"
Xia Lan took out her warranty card and handed the bag over: "It's not yet out of warranty. Can you repair it for me?"
The salesperson's attitude was obviously much colder: "Okay, let me check it for you."
This bag costs more than 8,000 yuan and is a low-end bargain.
Ordinary people buy it and use it, and if it breaks, it breaks. I have never seen it require warranty service.
"Bring out the newest bags in your store."
Another guest came in and spoke in a very proud manner.
The voice sounded familiar, Zhang Xian looked back and realized that enemies always meet.
The person who came was Lin Xiaoyou, and there was a young man following him.
Now she took off her sunglasses, and it was the first time that Zhang Xian saw her eyes, a pair of pure and lustful almond-shaped eyes.
Not wanting to have anything to do with her, Zhang Xian pretended not to know her.
But Lin Xiaoyou refused to accept it. She had never been humiliated like this by a man before.
"You dare to enter a place like this? You must be mentally ill."
Zhang Xian was too lazy to pay attention to her.
Lin Xiaoyou became more and more excited as he spoke: "Shopping guide, please be careful. If it gets damaged, this poor college student can't afford to pay for it."
The shopping guide explained: "These two customers are here for warranty repairs."
"Still repairing?"
Lin Xiaoyou laughed contemptuously: "I will be too embarrassed to carry it once the package expires. It will only last a month at most. You still have the nerve to come and repair it."
The guy with her was a rich second generation: "Is this the guy who offended you?"
"That's him."
"Don't worry, I'll help you."
The second-generation rich man walked up to them and glanced at the bag on the counter: "Oh, this kind of garbage bag is only used by the bottom of the garbage."
Xia Lan still doesn't understand what happened.
But now he was completely scolding her, and she was suddenly very angry: "It's my own money, I can spend it however I want, what right do you have to say anything?"
This was a reward she bought for herself after one year of work. It is very commemorative.
"No matter how hard it sounds, I'm telling the truth."
The rich second generation was very arrogant: "This bag is cheap. As for you, you are poor, otherwise you wouldn't buy such a cheap thing."
"you……"
Xia Lan didn't know how to refute and felt very aggrieved.
"You're scolding the wrong person. The poorest person here should be Lin Xiaoyou."
Zhang Xian couldn't bear to watch it anymore, Xia Lan was innocent.
"I'm poor?"
Lin Xiaoyou suspected he had heard wrongly: "Anything I own can match hers."
"You're spending your own money?"
“…”
The second-generation rich man was still proactive and interrupted: "I am happy to spend money on Xiaoyou, so don't be so jealous if you can't afford it yourself."
"I can't afford it?"
Zhang Xian turned around and said to the salesperson, "Bring out the most expensive bag in your store."
The salesperson was a little hesitant.
The rich second generation encouraged him, “Give it to him. I want to buy one too.”
The shopping guide took out a long wallet in dreamy pink.
"This is a shiny Mississippi crocodile leather wallet, presented to the world by the Princess of Monaco in 1956. This year marks the 100th anniversary of the Princess's birth, and Hermès has released a special commemorative edition for 490,000 yuan."
"Okay, wrap it up."
The shopping guide packed it with doubts.
Then he swiped his card and successfully paid 490,000 yuan.
"It's for you."
Zhang Xian handed the bag to Xia Lan.
The whole process is like buying a cabbage.
It’s not that I was excited, but seeing how hardworking Xia Lan was, I originally wanted to buy one for her.
The rich second generation was dumbfounded.
Lin Xiaoyou couldn't understand how this poor college student could come up with so much money.
But now is not the time to think about this: "Brother, I want this bag too."
"this……"
The rich second generation hesitated.
His money didn't come from the wind.
Just to let Lin Xiaoyou vent his anger, his family spent 500,000 yuan and had to break his legs.
"Brother, you are better than this poor college student anyway."
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