Unable to bear the boy's burning gaze, which made him want to dodge, he listened to the boy's words in one ear and out the other, completely ignoring them. Gu Han coughed, but he still hadn't reacted.
His voice was slightly heavy, "Young Master!"
Flower-obsessed Lampwick: Hehehehehehehe.
Turning to walk towards the door, the lamp followed. His eyes still involuntarily glanced upwards, making Gu Han feel awkward wearing his glasses. He reached out and took them off. His vision was slightly blurry, but since he didn't have astigmatism, it wasn't too bad. At most, he couldn't see clearly in the distance.
Dengxin saw that he had taken off his glasses.
He took the glasses, put them back on his nose, and chuckled, "Don't take them off, they look good, wear them for a while."
His brain told him not to wear it, but the young master's words, "Don't take it, it looks good, just wear it for a while," inexplicably made him overjoyed, and he couldn't bring himself to reach for it.
He coughed lightly.
"Let's go."
Nan Yu walked and looked around until she arrived at the street. It happened to be the weekend, and many young people came to stroll around in the afternoon. The two of them were the focus of everyone's attention and were stared at wherever they went.
Gu Han had experienced many such situations, so he wasn't bothered by them.
The lamp wick is a bit timid, but there are so many handsome men and beautiful women.
He subconsciously moved closer to the butler. 190 cm was a very tall height in the small town. With Gu Han's height, everyone around him was shorter than him, and some looked like children.
A 176cm lamp wick isn't short at all.
But standing next to him was Gu Han.
The height difference between the two is obvious.
They all have outstanding temperaments and are particularly eye-catching.
Gu Han entered a shopping mall and bought things according to the list. The first thing he bought was an eye mask, followed by some ingredients, a microwave oven, and so on. Gu Han originally did not want to cook for himself in the next few days and did not plan to buy rice or flour.
The young master sidled up to Gu Han, grabbed his hand, and shook it like a child pleading, "Butler, can you cook?"
People are more patient with beautiful things, and people are the same.
When the young master acted coquettishly, Gu Han curled his long, slender, jade-like fingers, his heart racing uncontrollably, and his voice became exceptionally deep and cold: "Hmm."
"Then let's buy some groceries, and you can teach me how to cook, okay?"
Gu Han thought the young master wanted him to cook, but it turned out he wanted to cook himself.
"Cooking takes up a lot of time and leaves you covered in grease and smoke. Young master, you only have a few days to go away. Wouldn't it be better to use that time to do something more meaningful?"
"Cooking is meaningful. Buy whatever you want, I'll make sushi for you, I'll pay for it."
Gu Han didn't want to get into the kitchen. If all else failed, he could order food. He was only staying for seven days; wouldn't it be better to do some shopping? Frustrated, he thought of something and said:
"If you want to experience it, I'll take you to a restaurant. They have plenty of ingredients and a chef to teach you."
Nan Yu suddenly flung her hand away in anger.
"Am I the employer or are you the employer? I'm going to buy it and make it myself! I'll pay, you provide the labor, and if you don't want to, I'll find someone else!"
Gu Han dared not let him go looking for random people, and seeing that he had angered the young master, he took him to the supermarket.
The supermarket is having promotional tasting events.
Nan Yu tiptoed to look at the loudspeaker. There were too many people, and it was a bit crowded. Deng Xin kept wanting to join in the fun and try some delicious food.
He trusted Gu Han completely, believing he would definitely catch up.
Gu Han did indeed focus all his attention on him.
Unfortunately, there were too many people, and the two were quickly separated by the crowd. Dengxin finally managed to squeeze through and found a small cake stall where she could try a small piece.
She turned around to share it with Gu Han, but he was nowhere to be found.
He was so anxious that he spun around in circles, but even on tiptoe he couldn't see him. Gu Han was tall, so he shouldn't be unable to see him if he was within sight.
I took out my phone, just about to make a call.
The man came to his side and put his arm around the lamp core's shoulder in a protective gesture. Nan Yu was looking down and flipping through his contacts when his shoulder was suddenly bumped. He was about to push him away when a large hand grabbed his arm. It wasn't very strong, but it was enough to hold him down.
For a moment, I felt a chill run down my spine.
I thought I'd been targeted after only half a day of playing around.
The moment she looked up and saw who it was, she exhaled, pursed her lips, and pulled her hand back: "What are you doing?"
Gu Han: "Don't wander around, there are too many people here."
Deng Xin put his phone back in his back pocket, put his arm around Gu Han's waist, and hugged him. The man's body stiffened for a moment, but he quickly relaxed. There were many people in the supermarket, and protecting the young master was important.
The staff member brought over a tray.
One person handed over a toothpick and, smiling, tried to sell: "Handsome, try this. It's tiramisu that I just made this morning with the best ingredients. It's a great deal at 15. Want to buy a slice?"
He tasted the wick, his eyes crinkling into crescents just a moment ago, but slowly, his brows furrowed. He politely swallowed it, smiled at the salesman, and said to Gu Han beside him:
"Butler, I've bought them all."
Gu Han: "..."
He saw the young master frowning, but he still wanted to buy everything even though it wasn't tasty. What was he thinking?
He also ate the sample, but it didn't taste right.
The cake base was too hard, and the cream didn't taste good either; it had a cheap smell. A pampered young master would definitely not be able to eat it.
Gu Han pulled the boy aside, bent down and whispered in his ear, "Business is always a matter of mutual consent, so don't feel guilty."
"There are so many people in the supermarket but no one is buying anything. Auntie must be tired standing here. It's cheap, so it's okay. Buy it, housekeeper."
"Who will eat it?"
"Uh..." The taste was indeed strange. After thinking for a while, I thought, "Should I throw it in the trash?"
"You're wasting food."
The wick whispered, "But it really doesn't taste good."
"Then we won't buy it."
She pouted and finally agreed to Gu Han's suggestion, "Then let's give her a 10,000 yuan tip so that Auntie can go home sooner."
Gu Han: "Even if you give her 100,000, you should get something in return. Young Master, can I buy all the cakes and give them away to others later?"
"Huh? You're going to give away such a awful cake? People will scold you."
"Free things will still be bought even if they taste bad."
"Okay, go buy them, and give all the pastries away as well."
Gu Han sighed. As long as the young master is happy, that's all that matters. Anyway, he has more money in his card than he can spend. Giving him a little is fine. Listen to Nan Yu and buy everything. The salesman couldn't stop smiling.
We've met a very wealthy person.
Gu Han enthusiastically packed them into bags and asked her to deliver them all.
After the payment was made, the salesperson was credited with the sales performance. After the two left, the salesperson had an idea: since no one was looking at the product anyway, he could sell it at a low price and make another profit.
Everything is 70% off.
A tiramisu that originally cost 15 yuan is now selling for 4.5 yuan. The loudspeaker changed its announcement, and many people gathered around. Deng Xin, who had just finished looking at the rice and noodles, frowned upon hearing the announcement.
He asked Gu Han, "Butler, do you hear that the sound of someone selling small cakes?"
Gu Han: "Mm."
"Why is she offering a discount? Isn't it supposed to be a buy-one-get-one-free deal?"
"Now you know how treacherous people can be."
Gu Han was also quite surprised, but it was good to teach the young master a lesson. At least during the next seven days of the trip, there shouldn't be any more instances of him spending money recklessly.
"Why do you want to do this? We've already bought it, and reselling it is dishonest."
"I want to make more money."
How much money do you want to make?
There is no upper limit.
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