Mr. Perfect Makeover

Wu Xin suddenly felt that although the biscuits were a bit expensive to buy, it was not satisfactory to be able to stay in the pastry shop to shelter from the rain as a matter of course.

But the biscuits are indeed a bit smaller, even if Wu Xinran tried to delay the time by relying on this, it would not have any real effect.

Seeing that there was only the last bite of biscuit left in her hand, the salesperson lady had already looked at the place where she was several times, waiting for the last bite of biscuit to go into her stomach, so that she could use her smiling service again ----- " Get out of the shop.

Wu Xin suddenly smiled brightly at the salesperson, showing his gleaming white teeth, then put the biscuits on the disposable plate provided for free on the table, and got up.

The salesperson thought the poor customer was about to leave, but she even smiled back.

Unexpectedly, Wu Xin just turned around and took a thick magazine from the bookshelf behind him, and sat back again.

The salesperson's cheeks couldn't help twitching a few times, and an urge to punch someone emerged in her heart.

At this moment, the glass door was pushed open again, and a tall man in casual clothes walked in slowly.

After Wu Xinran's incident of buying cakes, the salesperson no longer had much patience with these ordinary customers. She didn't even take a closer look at their faces. She just said "Welcome" casually and didn't pay any attention to it.

The man was not angry either, he just walked around the counter a few times, slowly looking at the exquisite gadgets in the cabinets.

Seeing him like this, the salesperson knew that his consumption level was similar to that poor ghost who was dying to leave, so he said indifferently: "Sir, we are a top pastry shop in the national chain." The implication is, Get out if you have no money.

The man nodded, as if he had chosen the product he wanted, pointed to the ice skin cake under the cupboard and said, "Here, pack twenty for me."

The salesperson blinked, thinking something was wrong with her eyes, and stammered: "First, sir, have you seen the price clearly? It's 50 yuan each, no, it's not five yuan."

"Miss, do you think I'm illiterate?" the man said coldly.

Now not only the salesperson, but even Wu Xin, who was shrunk aside, was a little moved. Of course, the behavior of the two seemed to be a little different after being moved.

The salesperson hastily adjusted his facial muscles and showed the most beautiful smile. When he met the man's face, he was shocked. It's not that the man is so handsome, but that the man's handsome face is full of foreign lands. The breath, coupled with the eagle-like purple eyes, the high bridge of the nose and the oppressive physique, made the salesperson's heart flutter, his face flushed, his fingers trembled, and he didn't even dare to look at him again , started wrapping the cake in a hurry.

Wu Xinran, after hearing the man's words, threw away the magazine in his hand, rushed in front of the man aggressively, raised his head, and said provocatively: "What did you just say, who you said was uneducated, who you said was illiterate , I graduated from W University, so why are you uneducated, if you have the guts, tell me again, and see if I can beat you up."

Xiao Rufeng didn't even give alms to Wu Xinran from the corner of his eye. To him, this kind of person is just rubbish and bedbugs. He won't put down his body to touch such dirty things, even if he takes a second look, Will stain your eyes.

"Miss, are you ready?" Xiao Rufeng asked lightly.

The salesperson said in a panic: "Okay, okay." Then she handed over the gift box with both hands.

Xiao Rufeng took out a gold card from his wallet and handed it over.

The salesperson's eyes were already bursting with pink bubbles. This is a super VIP. He really is a rich man.

Trembling, he swiped the card, then handed it back, and watched Xiao Rufeng leave with anticipation.

During this period, Wu Xinran was left alone all the time, and no one paid any attention to him, as if he was a little transparent.

Years of forbearance and unwillingness made his brain run hot, and seeing Xiao Rufeng's figure about to disappear in front of him, a sense of resentment arose spontaneously, and he yelled: "Evil rich man, I, Yang Bailao, will fight with you!" gone."