She's a real daughter and she's telling people's fortunes again

After saying goodbye to everyone, Chen Pingan and Song Chufeng left the hotel.

Because of the language barrier, Chen Ping'an specifically asked for a translator from Fatty Wang before leaving.

Although the island country is not broad enough, its economic development is still very good. Even though the city where the two of them are now is not the capital of the island country, the city's appearance is very outstanding and prosperous.

Song Chufeng is a girl, and after coming to a strange city, what a girl wants to do most is undoubtedly three things.

The first is to eat, the second is to buy, and the third is to experience the local customs.

Because of the presence of Chen Pingan, a 'rich local man', Song Chufeng took Chen Pingan to the most prosperous commercial street in the city without hesitation and started a shopping spree.

During this period, Chen Pingan noticed more than once that an informant was following them, but he did not pay attention.

Because now he has become a thorn in the side of the martial arts community in the island country, and it is reasonable for others to spy on his every move.

As long as the other party doesn't do anything extraordinary, Chen Pingan can ignore it.

While wandering aimlessly, Song Chufeng suddenly stopped.

"Are you interested in this store?"

Noticing Song Chufeng's behavior, Chen Pingan pointed to a very luxuriously decorated clothing store on the right and asked.

"Does this black skirt look good?"

Song Chufeng asked, pointing to a black skirt inside the display window outside the clothing store.

"The skirt is very ordinary, but it will look very beautiful if you wear it." Chen Pingan said dotingly.

"The little mouth looks like honey."

Any girl would hate being praised, especially by someone she likes, and Song Chufeng naturally did the same.

So, after making a joke, Song Chufeng took Chen Ping'an's hand and walked into the clothing store.

"Hello, do you have any needs?"

As soon as the two entered the clothing store, a waiter came over respectfully and asked politely.

"I want to try on that black skirt in the window. Is it in my size?" Song Chufeng said subconsciously.

"Uh......"

But at this moment, the waiter showed a confused look.

Seeing this, Song Chufeng realized that the other party could not understand Huaxia's language, so she looked at Chen Pingan.

The latter smiled slightly, then took out the translator and said again: "My girlfriend wants to try on the black dress in the window."

"Are you two from China?"

To Chen Pingan's surprise, after he stated his request, the waitress did not pick up the black skirt as he asked. Instead, she asked about their origins and looked at them carefully. .

After noticing the extremely ordinary clothes on the two of them, an expression of impatience appeared on their faces.

"Yes, is there any problem?" Chen Pingan asked calmly.

"That dress is high-end custom-made, so it's worth a lot of money. I think you two should not try it on, so as not to waste each other's time."

The attitude of the waitress who was still respectful before gradually became indifferent.

"What do you mean?"

"Do you think we can't afford it?"

Song Chufeng couldn't stand any longer and asked angrily.

After hearing this, the waitress said nothing, but the contemptuous smile on her face already gave her answer.

"It doesn't matter. Money is not an issue. Please take out the clothes."

Chen Ping'an had seen a lot of such snobbery. He didn't want to pay attention to the other party, but Song Chufeng still liked that dress, so he patiently spoke again.

"That dress is worth about 31 yuan in Chinese currency. Are you sure you can afford it?"

The waitress had a joking smile on her face, and deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the three 10,000+ words when speaking. After she finished speaking, she stared at Chen Pingan and Song Chufeng expectantly, as if she was expecting these two people. The shocked expression after learning the price.

But what surprised him was that after learning the value of the dress, both Chen Ping'an and Song Chufeng seemed extremely calm.

"Forget it, even though I love that dress, I hate her."

"There is no need for us to spend our money here, and there is no need for people like them to make money."

Noticing the disdain on the waitress's face one after another, Song Chufeng was very angry, so she didn't want to waste time like this anymore, so she took Chen Pingan's hand and left.

"Isn't it necessary for people like us to make money?"

"You are really tough-talking. If you can't afford so much money, just say so. So what can you do?"

"Who doesn't know that the people from China who come to the island country are all poor, and who doesn't know that the development of China is very poor."

After hearing Song Chufeng's words, the disdain on the waiter's face intensified.