My Life Can Hang

"So if you want to go shopping with girls, you must be patient, understand, brother?"

I know shit!

Chen Dongcheng was too lazy to pay attention to them, and walked to the first floor of the luxury store on his own.

"Don't go to that floor. The clothes on that floor are too expensive, and only people who take advantage of them will buy them."

Song Meng trotted and pulled Chen Dongcheng in two steps.

Chen Dongcheng glared angrily at Song Meng, who didn't know what he was doing wrong.

This girl's map cannon is too powerful, isn't Chen Dongcheng also one of the people who take advantage of her?

Song Meng and the others didn't dare to go shopping, that's because of lack of pockets, so Chen Dongcheng strolled casually.

Not to mention that this Jinguanghua Plaza is not much worse than the Vientiane City, and luxury brands are also gathered here.

The watch category includes Vacheron Constantin, and there are also many high-end watch brands such as Omega.

Clothing brands such as Maxmara, Versace, and King Royal are also swaying to attract customers.

Song Meng and Zhuang Manting were obviously a little cautious when they visited these stores.

Song Meng even held Chen Dongcheng's big hand tightly with her small hand.

"Don't worry, with me, you can try whichever you like, and no one will laugh at you."

Chen Dongcheng's gentle tone made Song Meng and the others' nervousness gradually subside.

I began to take the initiative to look at the difference between these luxury stores, and the prices were so expensive!

But soon, Song Meng and the others understood the meaning of luxury.

It was born to cater to the different aesthetic tastes of the rich class.

The world's top designers gathered together to design carefully, how could it be comparable to those fast fashion brands?

"Sister Manting, try this coat on, it fits your temperament."

In Maxmara's store, Song Meng suddenly saw a coat and asked Zhuang Manting to try it.

The clerk immediately chose a coat that matched Zhuang Manting's body size and handed it over.

"This lady really has a vision. Although this MANUELA is not as famous as 101801, it also occupies a very important "big sister" position among the five classic coats of Maxmara."

Zhuang Manting tried it on her upper body, and Chen Dongcheng was amazed for a moment.

The version of this MANUELA is an "H" type of windbreaker, which is a straight type.

But the tail has a little skirt, so that it will look more atmospheric when worn open.

The sleeves that the clerk chose for Zhuang Manting are loose on the back, the size is very suitable, and there will be no tightness.

The most finishing touch is the shoulder line and the design of the large suit collar.

After wearing it, Zhuang Manting looked capable and strong.

How to say Zhuang Manting will also be the person in charge of the company in the future. It is good to have a stronger aura, and it can also hold people down.

After wearing the belt, Zhuang Manting was as clean as a trench coat.

Although this version does not choose the figure, but Zhuang Manting's figure can fully highlight the ultimate charm of this coat.

"Ma'am, you could fit this coat better than the model in our in-store video."

The clerk's eyes have been locked on Chen Dongcheng, knowing that this is the one who made the decision.

Chen Dongcheng's LV is still quite eye-catching, and there is no way to hide in the eyes of these luxury shop assistants.

"Okay, swipe your card."

Men have to be simple.

Chen Dongcheng handed the card to the clerk without saying a word, without asking about the price.

The clerk hurriedly smiled and swiped the card to issue the invoice, and then helped Zhuang Manting pack the ladies' suit she was wearing.

Song Meng smiled happier than Zhuang Manting: "Wow, Sister Manting, you look like a female star on TV when you wear it, so pretty! If only I had your figure and temperament!"

"Silly girl, sister Manting is several years older than you, and it will be the same when you get to me."

"Hee hee, that's the best, you don't know that when you try on clothes, some people's eyes are about to fall out."

Song Meng said, and glanced at Chen Dongcheng in a bad tone.

Zhuang Manting blushed at what Song Meng said, and shyly glanced at Chen Dongcheng, as if eating candy in her heart.

For Zhuang Manting, a luxury dress is nothing.

If you want, just find a rich boyfriend, there are.

But if he can accept Chen Dongcheng to buy his own clothes, there is no doubt that Chen Dongcheng is not far from winning Zhuang Manting completely.

Chapter 40. 040, take [-] steps

When you are with the person you like, even ordinary things will not be boring.

Chen Dongcheng has such a feeling now.

Zhuang Manting and Song Meng chatted and laughed while trying on clothes.

The shy glances at Chen Dongcheng from time to time make Chen Dongcheng in a good mood.

One's own woman must be favored, and looked at the funds on her body.

Not much, but also 47000.

The time spent was rather fierce.

Mainly, Lamborghini is the biggest piece of expense, which made Chen Dongcheng poor all of a sudden.

In fact, 47000 in Cary can't be said to be poor.

But it is still a bit difficult to browse luxury stores with this amount of money.

For example, the Max Mara coat that Zhuang Manting is wearing now costs 25000.

Maxmara can only be regarded as a light luxury, which is still a bit far from the traditional luxury.

But this classic best-selling style is not cheap.

But this is not a problem, Chen Dongcheng and Song Meng and the others are just making money.

Since I came to the mall, I have accumulated more than [-] steps, and it is easy to buy a coat.

Generally speaking, you can easily walk more than 3 steps for shopping or traveling.

Of course, as long as you rest, you will feel that your legs are not your own.

Chen Dongcheng also gave up today, running [-] steps hard,

I have never tried to reach 15 steps, but that is [-] money!

It wasn't until noon that Chen Dongcheng stopped the two of them.

"Two beauties, let's have a meal first, rest and then go shopping."

Song Meng said, "Okay, I have a good reputation in this shopping mall."

After a while, Song Meng pointed at the phone screen and said, "This mall is average, there are no restaurants that are too delicious, why don't we go to eat Haidilao?"

"Haidilao?"

Chen Dongcheng thought about it.

There is nothing special to eat, and you will not be too disappointed if you choose Haidilao.

Coming to the sixth floor, this Haidilao is quite special.

The sixth and seventh floors were directly opened, which seemed to be very large and had a lot of tables.

Song Meng went to the front and called a number to line up. At this time, she missed the peak meal period.

Coupled with luck, there were people in front of them who didn't line up, so Chen Dongcheng and the others were able to sit in advance.

Otherwise, it is normal to queue for two hours to eat Haidilao.

The only advantage of eating Haidilao is that you don't have to worry about seeing the stinky face of the waiter.

At least the waiters at Haidilao always greet you with a smile.

Song Meng took the tablet handed over by the waiter and started ordering what she wanted to eat.

Chen Dongcheng and Zhuang Manting are very casual and can eat whatever they want.

"Here, I've ordered it. You and Sister Manting will see what to add?"

Chen Dongcheng took it over and took a look, good guy, a full weight of six people.

"Have you finished eating?"

"Of course, I just order what I eat."

Chen Dongcheng didn't order any more, and handed it to the waiter: "That's all."

The waiter took a look at it, said nothing, and left with a smile.

Yesterday I ate a hot pot, and today I feel a little tired.

But Song Meng likes to eat, but Chen Dongcheng can sacrifice his life to accompany his woman.

The big deal is to go back to drink more yogurt and go to the toilet several times.

After eating a meal of Haidilao, Chen Dongcheng felt that he didn't want to touch hot pot again this month.

Song Meng looked at Chen Dongcheng's unrequited expression and smiled.

"Sister Manting, look at him, he's so funny!"

Zhuang Manting glared at Song Meng lightly, seeing that Chen Dongcheng was suffering from a stomachache, she asked the waiter for a bottle of yogurt and handed it to Chen Dongcheng before leaving.

"Hurry up and take a few sips, don't you feel uncomfortable eating spicy food?"