[The Great Gatsby] Male God

There are secrets.Jordan hides and eavesdrops.

It's so far away, it's strange to hear it.Gatsby took a peek and thought, fortunately, it is enough to just hang Jordan's appetite for now.He only pretended to argue with Wilson for a few words, and then walked away angrily.

Jordan thought he had discovered some big secret.Clenching his hands tightly, he ran over excitedly: "Hey, what did that person tell you just now?"

is a beautiful woman.Wilson looked up, thinking that Gatsby really wanted to pick up girls.

Jordan unexpectedly took out his wallet out of nowhere and took out five yuan: "Who was that person just now?"

Wow, the money is so easy to earn.Wilson was so happy.He wiped his face with a towel, and quickly withdrew the money: "It's just a guy who came to do odd jobs."

Gatsby working odd jobs?God.Jordan opened his mouth wide in surprise, and turned his head to look over there.Gatsby was long gone.

Wilson touched the money and smiled: "Dear Madam, what else do you want to ask?"

"No need." Wilson was dirty.Jordan touched his noble lady's hat and turned to the other side of the street.

Where did Gatsby go?She walked a few steps and stopped, with no direction.

She had also been to the gift shop just now.He will only chase after Gatsby when he catches a glimpse of Gatsby's shadow.

result……

Gatsby is a part-timer?God, this is a joke.

Jordan looked at the crowd and fell into confusion.

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Gatsby turned the corner and hailed a taxi.Instead of going home, he changed to another store and continued looking.

This street has shops specializing in luxury goods, but it does not meet the taste.However, the taxi driver was very experienced and stopped at an alley in a short time.

Gatsby poked his head in the car and saw a sharp and small corner protruding like a storefront.

"Here?" He was skeptical.

"Sir, trust me." The old driver smiled kindly.

Gatsby paid the fare, opened the door and went out.

The old driver said: "It's not easy to call a car here, I'll wait for you."

Gatsby nodded, and walked towards the shop.When he turned his direction and saw the shop's signboard, he immediately showed a smile of reassurance.

The shop's door plate is not high, and a simple silver letter "L" is engraved on the triangular metal sign.

is it.Gatsby walked in quickly.

The receptionist and the waiter at the counter were all female shop assistants. They looked at him, showed a friendly smile, and said in unison: "Bonjour. (French, hello)"

Gatsby smiled and walked towards the half-moon counter.

All kinds of luxury goods are placed in the transparent showcases, most of which are jewelry, as well as watches and perfumes.Gatsby looked at it and said to the clerk in French: "Is there any suitable for men?"

"Yes." The clerk took out a watch. The wristband was made of white cowhide. The shape was very simple and inconspicuous. However, every point inside was filled with black diamonds.

The clerk opened it carefully and tried it on for Gatsby.

It was very comfortable to use. Gatsby moved a little bit and said with a smile, "Very good." He nodded and gave a number.

"Please wait a moment." The clerk's expression changed immediately.She immediately checked the top VIP list, and then called the headquarters to check.After a while, he smiled gently at Gatsby: "So it's Mr. Gatsby, sorry. Please rest assured, we will make it for you as soon as possible."

"The sooner the better." Gatsby looked at the wristband, "I'm using it to see off guests, I hope you can take this into consideration."

"Yes, sir." The clerk responded modestly and said, "We will send someone from the headquarters to serve you."

"Okay, I will reimburse the air ticket." The speed and quality of "L" have always been guaranteed.Gatsby might as well be more generous.He looked at it and laughed at himself: "If I knew you had a branch here, I wouldn't have asked you to send it over last time."

"Yes, sir, I'm sorry, it's all our fault." Gatsby had consumed not long ago.The clerk said apologetically, "Next time we will take the initiative to come to the door."

"Then I'll go first." Gatsby turned around.

There was the sound of scrambling footsteps outside, a little rude.

The welcome person opened the door, and a tall man came in.

Gatsby stopped and looked over.

He is less than 30 years old, with an oval face, thin, thick eyebrows and big eyes. Over 1.8 meters, wearing a dark gray suit and a flannelette hat of the same color.The trousers are a little rolled up, lying on the yellow leather shoes.

There was also a curly-haired man in his fifties beside him.

His footsteps were extremely loud, and as soon as he came in, he shouted very rudely: "Green, didn't you just say that there are no idlers?"

"Sorry, sir." Green had been here ten minutes before, before Gatsby came.

"Forget it." The man was obsessed with cleanliness. He glanced at Gatsby, hid far away, and said to the clerk, "Is everything packed?"

"Yes, sir." The clerk took out the gift bag and counted it again in person.

The watch Gatsby chose just now was still on the counter, and the honored guest picked it up after wiping it with a paper towel curiously.After touching it a few times, I said, "I want this style, let's make it to order."

"Yes, sir." The clerk gently placed the wristband on his wrist.

"Wait." The wristband seemed to have been bent, and the honored guest glanced sideways at Gatsby, and asked with a smile, "Did your Excellency also take a fancy to it?"

"Yes." Gatsby smiled softly.

The distinguished guest was stunned, as if he had never seen such a smile before.After a while, he also smiled, and said coldly: "Then please choose another style. I'm not used to being like others."

"It's a coincidence, Your Excellency. My things have always been unique. I'm never used to changing my mind for someone who doesn't know." Gatsby intentionally pressed the ashes on his shoulders.

"Hehe. You actually said that I don't know what to say." The distinguished guest touched the hat on his head and lifted his chin seriously.

"To each other." Gatsby continued to touch his shoulders, as if he was playing dust.

The honored guest stared at him nervously.

Gatsby flicked his finger slightly.

With a whoosh, the distinguished guest jumped further.