Chapter 39: The Cold-Eyed Salesman

Taking advantage of the salesperson's inattention, Min Xiaorou walked to Song Chuyang's side, secretly stuffed a small notebook into his clothes pocket, and said: "This is my senior membership card here, it symbolizes that the status is extremely noble, if you show it, she will definitely not dare to look down on people anymore." ”

Min Xiaorou didn't say anything more, firstly, because she was afraid that the salesman would see it, and secondly, she believed that Song Chuyang would definitely understand her intentions.

Thinking of the momentary reversal of the attitude and surprised expression of the salesperson waiting for the meeting, Min Xiaorou felt a burst of happiness.

Song Chuyang, who was arguing with the salesperson, touched the small notebook in his pocket, turned to look at Min Xiaorou, understood what she meant, and smiled at her kindly.

Min Xiaorou winked at him, signaling him not to worry.

At this moment, Song Chuyang has mixed feelings in his heart, Min Xiaorou's help to him is unforgettable, being able to have such a good sister is really the creation of his own cultivation in several lifetimes.

It's just that he knows that only he can get back his lost face, and all this can't rely on others, let alone women.

Immediately, Song Chuyang began to feel something from his body, and the salesman on one side thought he was looking for money, and his contempt for him couldn't help but deepen a little, and the disgust on his face became more obvious.

"Hehe, can you find out the golden pimple?" Look at you like that, damn, it's really ruining the mood, I advise you to go out to the wholesale market quickly, don't be an eyesore here!" said the salesman with a villain look.

After the salesman finished speaking, Song Chuyang unhurriedly took out a card.

"Is it? Today I want to get in the way of your eyes, so that you can see what it means that people cannot be looked at, and the sea cannot be measured, and your dog eyes are blinded!" After saying that, Song Chuyang angrily threw the passbook on the table in front of the salesman.

Min Xiaorou on the side couldn't help but be stunned, she had never seen Song Chuyang have such a side before, a feeling of gentleman and aristocrats arose spontaneously, and it was spontaneous from the inside out, which was completely different from the nouveau riche pretending to be forced.

Her heart was instantly full of doubts, and the person in front of her didn't seem to be as simple as it seemed, and she couldn't help but start all kinds of speculations.

The salesperson may have been frightened by Song Chuyang's sudden move, stunned for a moment, looked at the small book that was thrown out by Song Chuyang, and when he saw it clearly, his face trembled slightly.

Song Chuyang took in her expression, and couldn't help but become proud: "What's the matter, do you see it clearly?"

The salesperson's face was full of puzzlement, and his mouth also read: "Foot bath house, you can do part or all!"

When Song Chuyang, who was immersed in pride, heard this, his face turned red instantly, and he took it wrong!

Isn't this the book that Lu Kefei gave me yesterday, I went there to wash my feet and there was this thing that could be discounted, and I forgot to lose it after I got it yesterday! Song Chuyang knew that he was embarrassed this time.

Min Xiaorou also wanted to see the salesperson's jokes, but she didn't expect to wait for such a scene, and the expression on her face instantly became embarrassed. How could Song Chuyang have such a thing, it seems that he is not very honest!

"Haha, forget it when you are a janitor, it's really dirty to go to such a chicken coop! But this is also the only place where you poor ghosts can have fun, you are still proud and embarrassed in front of beautiful women, why do you want to show off that you go to the chicken coop?" After saying that, the salesman laughed loudly again, and the disdain on his face only increased.

After listening to the salesman's words, Song Chuyang's face turned even redder, and he stammered when he spoke

He turned his head and smiled embarrassedly at Min Xiaorou, and said, "That! That book is not mine, it was given by someone else, I, I just put it on my body, please don't doubt my words!"

Min Xiaorou looked at Song Chuyang at a loss, and the voice that didn't know where it came from told her in her heart that he was worthy of being trusted.

So she smiled at him and nodded, showing no doubt.

In fact, in Min Xiaorou's heart, Song Chuyang is not the kind of person who looks for flowers and asks willows to mess around, and there is no doubt or not.

Seeing Min Xiaorou's reaction, Song Chuyang breathed a sigh of relief, then turned around and said to the salesperson: "It's all a misunderstanding, you wait for me to change it." ”

After saying that, he fumbled in his pocket again until he took out another card. Song Chuyang didn't forget to take a look, in order to avoid the embarrassing thing just now from happening again.

Seeing it clearly, Song Chuyang took the card and put it in front of the salesman angrily and said, "Open your eyes, do you see it? Wrap the jacket for me just now, and I will need it soon." ”

"Hehe, I washed my feet last time, so don't have any more massages this time. But that's all you can bring with a person like you, haha!" the salesman continued sarcastically.

It's just that when she saw the card clearly, just as Min Xiaorou guessed, she put on an unbelievable expression, and she was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth, and looked at Song Chuyang who was wearing shabby clothes.

The appearance of this card is undoubtedly a slap in the face of the salesman, how ugly and ugly her expression is at this time, she can't live because of her own sin!

"Ah, you, how can you have such a card, aren't you just a poor security guard?" stammered the salesman.

Not only the salesperson, but even Min Xiaorou was stunned, this card was not the one she gave before, but a golden high-level VIP card from the savings bank.

This kind of card is rare, unless it is owned by people with more than 100 million assets.

This store was originally opened for the rich, so this golden high-level VIP card salesman has seen it more or less a few times. You must know that this kind of card not only represents money, but also symbolizes the extremely noble net worth of the card holder.

And because Song Chuyang was wearing a cheap security uniform, and his image was not very good, this situation was something that the salesperson never expected, and Song Chuyang's status changed dramatically in her eyes.

Even if he wears a uniform, even if he is sloppy, in the eyes of the salesperson, Song Chuyang at this moment is also a true god who is shining all over.

"Ahem, what do you see, hurry up and collect the money, we still have something to do, it's not something you can delay. Song Chuyang threw the card on the table and said to the salesperson sternly, "By the way, the lady's skirt next to me is also loaded for me."

"Sir, the total amount of this women's dress is 60,000 yuan, you!" Before the salesperson could finish speaking, Song Chuyang interrupted her and said, "I said wrap the clothes and swipe the card, did I ask you the price?"

"Okay, hurry up, don't let my female ticket wait in a hurry. Song Chuyang urged angrily.

The salesman saw Song Chuyang's unhappy expression, and said respectfully: "Sir, I'm sorry, don't be impatient, it'll be fine right away." ”

In the face of such a big change in the attitude of the salesperson, Song Chuyang didn't need to take a look at it, but all this seemed so logical to the salesperson, and the rich should use this arrogant attitude!

In this case, she was cautious, for fear that Song Chuyang would be unhappy bit by bit.

The salesman was wrapping clothes, and Song Chuyang took out a Hongta Mountain bar from his pocket and clicked it, not caring at all about the warning words of the fire ban at the door.

Min Xiaorou's heart was full of questions, especially when she saw Song Chuyang take out the golden high-level VIP card, her eyes were about to fall.

Song Chuyang is just an ordinary little security guard with a salary of one or two thousand a month, it is said that it is impossible for him to have this kind of card for the rest of his life, but the situation in front of him is really incomprehensible.

Min Xiaorou walked up to Song Chuyang's side and sat down, and asked, "Song Chuyang, how can you have this kind of card?"