After the rebirth, my paintings became popular all over the world

Feng Juan didn't understand why they suddenly changed their attitudes, and she was puzzled, but the most important thing to her was not the attitude of the shop assistants, but:

"Wait a minute!"

She called the clerk to stop and wanted to take back the sweater, but she was afraid of getting it dirty, so she stretched out her hand and took it back.

"Well, we don't want this sweater, we won't buy it."

Feng Juan winked at Lin Luo, and said in a low voice, "It's too expensive, don't buy it."

"Mom, it's okay." Lin Luo smiled, "Just buy a sweater, it's not expensive."

"Nonuo," Feng Juan disagreed, "Even if you earn money now, you can't spend it recklessly. You still have to save the money for college."

Lin Luo had a headache.

It turns out that getting rich also has the troubles of getting rich.

"How about this, Mom," Lin Luo thought for a while, took the sweater from the clerk, and handed it to Feng Juan, "Go try it on first, if it looks good, we'll buy it, if it doesn't look good, we won't buy it. "

Lin Luo felt that this sweater was very suitable for Feng Juan.

Feng Juan was originally a little beauty, otherwise Lin Yuanlong would not have taken a fancy to her when he was still the second generation rich.

It's just that I have experienced the hardships of life in these years, and I am getting older, so I am not so juicy.

But her facial features are very good, as long as she dresses up a little and takes care of herself, she is still a great beauty.

"Poodle" also suggested: "Yes, auntie, just try it, it doesn't cost money."

Before Feng Juan touched it, she thought it was dirty, but now she doesn't.

Feng Juan was a little moved, thinking that she didn't need money, so she took the sweater and went to the fitting room.

Not long after, Lin Juan came out after changing her sweater.

The red makes Feng Juan very attractive and energetic, and the sweater fits well and looks good.

After putting it on, Feng Juan looked at herself in the mirror, as if she saw her 20 years ago in a daze.

"It's beautiful!" Lin Luo praised.

Poodles and colleagues also praised and complimented again and again.

"Auntie is good-looking in her own right. A person depends on clothes, and a Buddha depends on gold clothes. Wearing this sweater, she looks even better!"

"Yes, yes."

"It's just clothes, no matching pants," said the poodle, "it would be even better if there were pants."

As the poodle said, he took the initiative to pick out a black skirt from the hanger in the store, handed it to Feng Juan, and said, "Auntie, you wear this, it looks better when you wear it with the clothes."

"Yes, auntie, try it, it must look good, you believe our vision."

"If you are inconvenient, we will help you."

The two shop assistants were extremely enthusiastic, and Lin Luo didn't stop them.

It must be very difficult to persuade Feng Juan to buy clothes on his own.

It would be much better to have this clerk help.

Feng Juan entered the fitting room again with half push and half push.

After changing out, she was wearing a red sweater on her upper body and a black skirt on her lower body. The corner of the sweater was tucked into the skirt down to her calf.

This outfit is very youthful.

Feng Juan looked left and right in the mirror, obviously very satisfied.

But looking at the price of the skirt, Feng Juan hesitated and wanted to go into the fitting room and take it off.

Can't buy it, it's too expensive.

The two shop assistants saw her hesitation, and tried their best to praise and persuade her.

Lin Luo whispered again: "Mom, we will go to see my boss later, we must not dress so poorly that the boss will have a bad impression."

The prosthesis company was selected by Jing Yu, and he would accompany Lin Luo and Feng Juan, worried that Lin Luo was a child, and if he couldn't handle it well, he would be tricked.

Lin Luo had already greeted Feng Juan about this matter in advance. He told Feng Juan that Jing Yu was the owner of the studio, and because he liked his talent in painting, he took extra care of him.

Feng Juan said: "Although we are poorly dressed, we don't steal or rob, and earn our own living. Is there any bad impression? Your boss is not that kind of person."

"Then he took us out, aren't you afraid of embarrassing him?" Lin Luo said, "Others don't think so."

Feng Juan hesitated for a moment.

Lin Luo hurriedly winked at the clerk, and the clerk brought the POS machine, Lin Luo simply paid for it.

After swiping the card, it's a foregone conclusion.

Feng Juan put on new clothes like this.

And Lin Luo couldn't treat him badly, so he went upstairs to the men's clothing section and bought a set for himself.

It's not that I don't want to buy it again, but I'm afraid of Feng Juan's nagging.

When Feng Juan wasn't there, he secretly bought more clothes for himself and Feng Juan, and cut a hang tag, saying that it cost tens of dollars to avoid Feng Juan's nagging.

After shopping in the shopping mall, Jing Yu was done with his work there, so he drove over to pick them up to the prosthetic limb company.

Feng Juan's legs were amputated from the hip joint down, so prosthetics had to be installed from the hip joint down.

And this can't be installed in a day or two, and it will take about half a month to a month of training for Feng Juan to adapt to the amputation and learn how to use the prosthesis.

Today is just a matter of choosing the right prosthetic.

Lin Luo and Jing Yu discussed and chose an imported prosthesis for Feng Juan worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Of course, to Feng Juan, they only said tens of thousands.

Because Feng Juan was here today, the two of them got along much more seriously than usual.

In order to maintain Lin Luo's character set as an obedient card, he didn't dare to say anything Jing Yu said, so he could only slander him in his heart.

And Jing Yu also had to maintain the persona of an elder and a boss, deliberately presenting an elite appearance.

At the end of the day, both of them were extremely uncomfortable.

Coming out of the prosthesis company, Feng Juan, in order to thank Jing Yu, said that she would treat him to dinner.

Jing Yu glanced at Lin Luo, and felt very tired thinking about the need to continue to maintain the elite persona at the dinner table.

So I declined.

After sending the mother and son home, Lin Luo asked the mother to go up first, and he had something to say to Jing Yu, so the two had a short time alone.

Seeing Feng Juan walking away, Lin Luo walked around to the passenger seat like a monkey, leaned on the car door, let out a long breath, and leaned over to look at Jing Yu:

"Boss Jing, I really have the inner taste of a successful person in society today."

Jing Yu pulled the corner of his mouth and smiled: "You look like a good student too."

The two people who had been acting for a day looked at each other, and they both showed smirks:

"Each each other."

Lin Luo sighed, scratched his head, and said a little irritably:

"Ah, I can't show it when I get rich, and I have to hide it. I'm not happy at all!"

Jing Yu laughed: "Why didn't you tell your mother?"

Lin Luo pouted, because his mother knew that the painting was newly drawn by Lin Luo.

You can't say this, otherwise you will have to kill yourself if you meet a boss.

He didn't say anything, and Jing Yu didn't ask, and said, "Your mother has to go to the prosthetic company to train how to use the prosthesis for the next month, so you don't have time to accompany her, do you?"

Lin Luo immediately climbed up the pole, nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, yes, Boss Jing, look..."

Jing Yubai glanced at him: "I don't have time to accompany her every day, I have a serious job."

Jing Yu, who can easily spend [-] million yuan to buy a painting, is naturally very busy at work.

Now he devotes almost all of his spare time to Lin Luo.

"I know," Lin Luo said, "but I don't feel relieved to leave this matter to others."

"I'll ask my driver to help pick it up, is that okay?" Jing Yu said unhappily, "But for this extra job, you pay him yourself."

"I'm not being taken advantage of."

"I know." Lin Luo smiled slyly.