Achievement system: I am cultivating immortals in the world of martial arts

The clothes Su Na wears are simple, just a bright red skirt, but the logo is from this store, and the fabrics and other materials of the clothes are high-quality. Since it is her own style, the price is naturally familiar to her. The price of this dress is 85.

From this point, everyone can tell that Su Na must be a rich man and must be well entertained.

Indeed, Su Na is not only powerful, but also the only fifth-level strongman in Longwu Kingdom. Her monthly salary alone is tens of millions, plus the invention of Lihuo energy, etc., she is also a super creditor, with a lot of bonuses.

Moreover, Su Na's family is not ordinary. Not only does her family belong to a super group, but she is also related to the royal family, and she is a wealthy eldest daughter with a well-established background.

That's why her character is so aloof and cold, and she doesn't have a good look towards anyone except Wanyang.

Looking at Han Yun, Qinglian and Xiaoli, although the clothes they are wearing are not too bad, they are not expensive either. They can only be regarded as good clothes but not of good brands. They are all ordinary ones costing several thousand yuan. clothing.

You can tell the brand from the bags they are carrying. They must be the junk ones from the store at the door.

Especially Xiaoli, the clothes she wears are all worth hundreds of dollars. As a result, shopping guides will definitely look down on her.

"Yeah, it's Miss Su who's here. Please come in and invite me in."

A shopping guide with quick eyesight and quick hands went to greet Su Na first.

Suna has a membership here, but others don't know her true identity, only her name.

In fact, no one else knew that Han Yun and the others knew Su Na. Su Na walked fast and walked in front. Han Yun and the others followed behind. The shopping guides thought it was just a coincidence.

After all, how can someone who likes clothes worth hundreds of thousands of dollars hang out with people who wear clothes worth thousands of dollars?

(I can’t write anymore. The author wears clothes that only cost tens of yuan from a certain brand. I’m so poor and so hungry. I should have known I’d never write a novel...)

Seeing that the big customer was overtaken by their companions, the other two shopping guides had no choice but to greet the three poor people behind.

Han Yun and Qinglian were received by a gentle-looking woman. Xiaoli came in last, and she was received by a shopping guide with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks.

"Hello, sir and madam, what style of clothes would you like to choose?"

Han Yun smiled and said,

"Take a look first, buy if you like it."

"Ok."

"Madam, you can take a look at this one. The color is plainer, simple and elegant, and it is more suitable for your temperament."

"If you don't like it, change it."

Qinglian shook her head.

"Okay, ma'am, look at this..."

"do not like."

"This..."

"It's just so-so, I want the kind that makes people shine."

Qinglian's eyes were rather sharp. This gentle female shopping guide did not show any impatience and still enthusiastically introduced the clothes to Qinglian.

On the other side, Su Na also chose the clothes and packed them directly to swipe her card.

Xiaoli, on the other hand, was like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, looking back and forth. The sharp-mouthed shopping guide next to her had an impatient look on her face, as if she was jealous that her companion had made sales, and she We can only accept such country bumpkins.

Finally, Xiaoli saw a pink and tender skirt, and she was so happy that she immediately ran over, took it in her hand, and looked at it carefully.

"Wow, this is so beautiful. It's so beautiful. I like it so much."

Xiaoli happily asked the shopping guide,

"How much does this cost?"

"Eighty-eight thousand."

The shopping guide said coldly.

"Huh? It's so expensive."

Xiaoli's eyes dimmed again. She only had a total of 7 yuan. She had spent several thousand yuan on clothes before, but she couldn't afford this piece of clothes now.

Seeing the look in Xiaoli's eyes, the shopping guide also knew what was going on. This poor little bitch couldn't afford it.

Thinking of this, the shopping guide snatched the skirt from Xiaoli's hand, slapped it a few times, and snorted coldly,

"If you can't afford it, don't touch it. Can you afford to pay for it if it gets dirty? Before you fall in love with the clothes, please check the price and then your balance. Don't go into the store randomly if you don't have the strength.

Really, the threshold is really low now, all kinds of people can come in, even get fox ears, nondescript..."

Hearing that the other party was humiliating him so much, Xiaoli was so angry that he almost shed tears. He lowered his head and felt extremely aggrieved, but he didn't know how to refute.

Qinglian heard this and immediately walked over, pointed at the shopping guide and cursed,

"Why don't you look down on others here? Why can't my sister afford it? Shut your stinky mouth. We are here to buy things, not to be humiliated by you!"

Qinglian has always liked Xiaoli, an innocent and enthusiastic little girl, and loves her like a little sister.

Han Yun also likes Xiaoli very much. He had not hesitated to redeem the energy formula from the system for Xiaoli before, but he had to hurry up to save her.

At this time, Han Yun frowned when he heard that Xiaoli was humiliated.

Hearing this, the shopping guide snorted coldly,

"Hmph, am I right? If you can't afford it, don't buy it. If you can afford it, just buy it for her. Just swipe the card and I'll wrap up the clothes and give them to her without saying anything."

As she spoke, she was secretly proud of herself and applauded her provocation. No matter what, as long as she could sell this dress, she would get thousands of dollars in commission.

Han Yun walked over and said,

"Whether we can afford it or not, you are selling clothes. If we can't even touch or try them on, how can we know whether the clothes are good or bad and whether they fit?

This doesn’t make sense wherever you go, right? "

The shopping guide curled his lips and snorted coldly,

"Then what should I do if she touches it dirty? These are new clothes, and they can't be washed. How can we sell them if they are dirty? Who will pay for the clothes if they can't be sold? Will you pay for them?

What's the big deal if you don't have money? The most annoying thing is people like you, who have no money and a lot of things to do. "

"Stop talking, stop talking, let's go."

Xiaoli held Han Yun with one hand and Qinglian with the other, frowning and saying anxiously.

Han Yun laughed dumbly and didn't bother to refute. He just wanted to help Xiaoli express his bad temper.

he said,

"Okay, in that case, I understand. After all, we just want money."

Han Yun pointed to the clothes hanging on the wall and said,

"I want all the clothes hanging in this store and pack them all. You can't touch them with your hands when packing them.

By the way, I don’t want the one in your hand. If you touch it with your hand, I think it’s dirty. "

As soon as Han Yun said this, the whole store suddenly became quiet. Whether it was the shopping guide or the customers, everyone looked at Han Yun in stunned silence.

seriously?Did the plot in the novel happen in reality?

Is there really such a big grievance that makes people look fat?

(The first time I wrote this kind of plot, I dug my toes out of the three rooms and one living room... It's just a little fun, it won't become an urban novel, the main plot is still war, and the big drama will begin tomorrow!)