Young Master Quan, How Have You Been?

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Shen Shenxue did not sleep all night and stayed up all night to read the script.

The plot of this script is superb. The plot is ups and downs, everyone is like the grass in the wind and rain, blown by the wind.

But looking at everything, she thought that the role of the female No. 2 Ruoxi was quite interesting. It was a word of "Shuang".

Absolutely addictive.

"If Xi, this name is really random." She whispered to herself, set the script aside, stood up and stretched out, and found that the belly was white.

It took so much time to watch the entire script, Shen Shenxue rubbed his sour eyes, yawned in bed, wrapped in a quilt, and was ready to sleep.

As soon as her eyes were closed, she suddenly remembered that at eight o'clock this evening, she promised Fu Jichen to go on his cruise ship.

I didn't expect time to pass so fast, day by day seemed like a joke.

The clothes in the closet were a bit outdated, she weighed the money in her hands and decided to go to the mall to find clothes.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, a car passed by Shen Shenxue.

She had never seen this car, but through the window, she faintly saw a familiar figure, some like Quan Shi.

Right World.

These two words almost exploded in her head. How could that be? !!

That man should stay in his huge castle, as if living in ancient times, as his supreme king, how could he come out and how could he appear in the neighborhood where she lived?

He said clearly that he would never meet again in this life.

He walked out of the community and got on the bus. The face under the mask was a little darkened.

After getting out of the car, Shen Shenxue went straight to a rather large mall. Anything in this mall is prohibitively expensive, equivalent to the income of an average family for several years or even ten years.

She was wearing a simple dress today, her hair tucked up gently, and she stood there, still with a temperament of being born.

Going in with the bag in her hand and glancing at it, she found that even the stairs were gold-plated. It seems that the owner of this mall is not only rich and powerful, but also quite baggy.

The mall is divided into four floors.

The top floor is the glass house. I have only heard of it and I have never seen it because the top floor is where the mall president often stays. It is his personal space. It is impossible for ordinary people to enter. of.

"This dress doesn't look very good, can't it be cheaper?"

A middle-aged rich woman with a bloated body and a lot of jewelry on her head was holding a dress in her hand, pickily.

"Mrs. Qian, this is our latest new model here, and it has already given you a discount." The salesman murmured.

Shen Shenxue had some psychological shadows about such a woman who didn't like each other so much, and planned to walk directly, but inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of the dress in the hands of Mrs. Qian.

The very slim skirt looks very simple, which is a bit too simple compared to other gorgeous skirts.

Shen Shenxue stepped, her eyes flickered slightly, and she liked simplicity, the simpler the better.

And this dress has some hollow patterns on it, without any color decoration, but very vivid.

If you think about it, wouldn't it be so bad for such a treasure to come to this "Mrs. Money"?

Shen Shenxue walked in calmly, and the salesperson saw her froze, looked her up and down, and began to calculate the price range she could afford.

When she saw the pair of unbranded high heels worn on Shen Shenxue's feet, her face sank suddenly.

The salesperson first laughed at Mrs. Qian, then came to Shen Shenxue, and said with a bit of disdain, "This is not the time for recruitment, you can come again next time."

As soon as Shen Shenxue wanted to speak, he heard the money too loud and said, "This dress is really ugly. I thought about it, let me change it."

Mrs. Qian chose a glittering dress from the side. The dress was very wide, and it was sporadicly decorated with small real pearls.

She is full of jewels, but it is a perfect match for her middle-aged rich woman.

Shen Shenxue walked over, picked up the clothes she had thrown beside her, and looked at the salesperson and asked, "Excuse me, how much is this dress?"

Her eyes were faint, her behavior was very ordinary, she was not arrogant, and she was not particularly rich at first glance.

Maybe the salesperson was abused a lot, so when she saw Shen Shenxue being so polite, she seemed to have caught the soft persimmon, and her bitter face was immediately revealed.

"You can't afford this dress, don't wrinkle it, otherwise you won't be able to afford it for a lifetime!"

Shen Shenxue grabbed the dress in his hand and glanced: "I would like to see how much it is, I can't afford it."

She looked at the salesperson with a smile, not at all angry, as if the words of the salesperson aroused her interest.

There are few people at the moment, such as the castle high-end mall, but everyone standing inside is worth hundreds of millions.

They came and went in a hurry, and occasionally looked at the thin back standing in the shop.

Mrs. Qian raised the clothes in Yang's hands, walked in front of Shen Shenxue, made an empathetic look, and persuaded: "You don't look good in this clothes, choose another one. A wholesale market approves a few clothes for less than a hundred dollars, and it may look better than wearing them. "

It seems that here is not only the salesperson who dislikes the plain dress, but even the customers inside hate it.

Shen Shenxue still walked to the checkout counter with a faint smile.

She really wanted to see how much this dress was. Although she didn't particularly like it, but at least at first sight, she must buy it.

The salesperson was a bit reluctant, but after all, the customer was God and had to help her to see how much that dress was.

But Mrs. Qian, who was standing in the store trying to try on the clothes, was unhappy. Why was she taken the limelight by a little goblin, very unhappy.

Her men often spend a lot of time outside and laugh at her as ugly and old when they return.

Seeing this woman in front of her, she remembered those little fairies whose man was outside.

Even if such a woman is rich, she cannot earn it by herself. It must have been fostered by a local tyrant.

Mrs. Qian walked over and pushed Shen Shenxue aside directly. She picked up the clothes Shen Shenxue had just put on the cash register, raised her chin to the salesperson, and said aloud, "I bought this suit. wrap up."

Since she is not as young and beautiful as those little fairies, then she has to compare them with money. Anyway, she has money, as much as she wants, and they can kill them.

Shen Shenxue almost fell to the ground, but none of the entire store helped her, and they were all courting the fat rich woman.

Shen Shenxue couldn't help feeling a little angry. She wasn't bullied when she was a child. Even if she was bullied, she had to be bullied.

Shen Shenxue walked over and said the same kind of "compassionate": "This lady, in my opinion, this dress is not suitable for you."

Then, she looked at Mrs. Qian's bloated body intentionally or unintentionally.

Although the fabric of that dress was very elastic, no matter how elastic the fabric was, it could not make a woman with a bloated figure back to spring.

"Why reluctantly? If you don't like this dress, you might as well give it to me."

Shen Shenxue's temper is that the well water does not violate the river water, but she is not a small white flower that cannot stand the bullying of others.