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Moreover, in reality, many rich people have some quirks. Maybe there are really those billionaires who like to wear big pants, be disheveled and wear slippers when going out.

After all, don’t forget that not all rich people are intellectuals.

Having money doesn't mean you have better taste!

What's more, not necessarily every wealthy person visits high-end places.

For example, there is a place near the Pearl River in China called Liede Village.

At the time of the demolition, the per capita net worth in the village was over 100 million. This is not just a boast, it can be traced online.

Those people are not necessarily highly educated intellectuals, and they may just enjoy the fun of pretending to be pigs and eating tigers.

If the staff of these high-end luxury places are not properly trained, they may attract such high-end customers.

So how can they continue to do business when they open their doors?

Fang Mo followed the doorman while admiring the various men's clothes from behind.

To be honest, I don’t know whether there is a gap between my own aesthetics and that of rich people, or whether the aesthetics of rich people are so unique.

When Fang Mo came in, he didn't like a single piece of clothing in the men's clothing section of the store.

In his opinion, the clothes in this place are simply uglier than the last.

Damn it, do you dare to be more outrageous in your design?

A floral cotton-padded jacket with a few golden logos on it can be sold for tens of thousands of dollars?

Isn't this robbery?

Isn’t that just the standard Northeastern big flower jacket?

When will this thing be sold for tens of thousands of dollars?

Fang Mo didn't understand. The key point was that when the doorman saw him staring at the floral cotton-padded jacket, he thought Fang Mo had a soft spot for this dress, so he immediately introduced it with a smile;

"Sir, this dress is our best-selling style this winter. It is currently out of stock. If you want it, you need to make a reservation."

"Nima..."

When Fang Mo heard this, his face twitched violently.

I am rich, not sick.

If he wears this thing and says that he is wearing a piece of clothing that costs tens of thousands of yuan, his parents will break his legs because he spends too much money.

Even though Mr. Fang seems to be worth over 100 million now, he still has to endure bloodline suppression in front of his parents.

Lao Fang's family's concept of consumption does not allow Fang Mo to spend tens of thousands of yuan to buy a floral cotton-padded jacket.

"No, um, I would like to ask, don't you have more normal men's clothing here?"

"It's just like normal winter clothes. Don't be so fresh and refined. My aesthetics can't stand it..."

Fang Mo stopped the doorman who introduced him enthusiastically and forced out an awkward smile.

After hearing this, the doorman thought for a moment and then clapped his hands.

"I understand!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he said, "Wait a moment," and immediately turned around and went into the warehouse at the back.

Fang Mo exhaled and glanced at Ning Yuelan, who was standing not far behind him, with a strange look on his face.

"Honey, each of the clothes in this store is uglier than the last. What are they?"

"If I hadn't seen the price, I would have almost thought that the clothes Uncle Zhao Benshan wore when he played the Northeastern duo in the Spring Festival Gala sketch were wholesaled from here."

As soon as these words came out, Ning Yuelan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"You are quite good at giving examples."

Fang Mo waited for a while with a sullen face, and the doorman came back.

Sure enough, he held a piece of normal clothing in his hand. It was a black down jacket with no weird logos or patterns on it.

The styles and sizes are quite suitable.

Fang Mo was thinking about this.

Although it costs more than 10,000 yuan, I can't afford it. What's more, the clothes are better than tens of thousands of yuan to buy a Northeastern cotton-padded jacket.

Just when he was about to pay, a voice suddenly sounded from not far behind him.

"How is business in the store today? Do you have any complaints?"

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, and his face turned dark immediately!

Well done, what a great scolding.

I'm just a grudge!

Upon hearing this, the doorman's expression froze, and then he immediately ran over;

"Boss, there are still guests here, um..."

He hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to explain the origin of the word 'resentment' tactfully.

Fang Mo now felt as if there was a sign on his forehead.

Even the doorman's gaze towards him was filled with the words "big injustice".

He really wanted to throw this down jacket on the ground and rush out of the door.

Damn it, I came to give you money, but I still call myself a grievance! ?

I spent the money unfairly, can I keep my mind clear?

Do you need to remind me?

Damn it, is there any more royal law?

"Hey, it's you...why did you come to Wang's to spend money?"

"Good boy, you told me not to bump into you before. I thought you had left the port city, but it turns out you're still fucking here!"

At this moment, the figure who just walked in and Fang Mo looked at each other, and Fang Mo couldn't even recognize each other.

As a result, the man stared at Fang Mo for a long time, and then his eyes fell on Ning Yuelan, who was wrapped like a rice dumpling beside him.

Finally, he slapped the back of his head and shouted.

Hearing this, Fang Mo raised his eyebrows in confusion.

Did I ever provoke anyone named Wang when I came to Hong Kong City?

Where did this little Karami jump out?

The man looked like he was drunk, with his eyes deeply sunken.

It was as if he had just come out of nowhere.

"Excuse me, do we know each other?"

Fang Mo scratched the back of his head because too many things had happened recently.

He couldn't remember who this guy was.

Hearing this, Mr. Wang became furious;

"Don't you fucking pretend to be with me here. It was Ning Yuelan who begged our housekeeper Ren at that time. The helicopter you used to leave that broken island belongs to our Wang family."

"You hit me and threatened to throw me out of the plane."

"I was so fucking scared that I washed my pants for more than an hour after I got home. Now you're pretending you don't know me?"

"What happened? Boy, weren't you very brave back then? Now you know how to write the word fear?"

As soon as these words came out, Fang Mocai slapped the back of his head and suddenly realized.

Oops, it turns out to be you!

It is indeed a little Karami.

Let me just say, when have I ever offended a player with such a low rank?

He curled his lips in relief.

It turned out to be the owner of the helicopter that Ning Yuelan borrowed when he left the desert island where the Sichuan Qing tribe lived!

But remembering who this guy was, Fang Mo of course also remembered why he wanted to hit him at that time.

It's not because this guy is a talkative guy, he secretly flirts with the housekeeper, one old and one young, and he has no manners to flirt with his own sister Yuelan.

The key is just to say you are gay, Ning Yuelan is the dream lover of twenty million men in Jiangcheng.

Fang Mo couldn't chop off every little penis that Ning Yuelan had sex with.

But you showed off in front of Ning Yuelan's husband.

As a man, Fang Mo would be damned if he could bear this.

Young Master Wang was furious and gritted his teeth;

"How dare you appear in front of me now!"