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C620 Hello Meat Bun

Uh...

Qin Luo looked at his own sports shoes and was worried that they would be worn out.

LV, fully named Louis Veddon, was founded in 1854. It was one of the world's famous luxury brands. It mainly operated fashion, shoes, watches, accessories and jewelry products for customers to experience like a French noble.

Perhaps it was because it was close to the Spring Festival, there were a lot of people in the shop. Most of them were customers who bought gifts.

"How about this one?" Ou Yilin picked up a belt from the counter and said with a smile.

This was a belt made from crocodile material. It was dark in color and had a good style.

But there was one thing that Qin Luo was not satisfied with. It had been processed with paint. The entire belt looked very bright and bright.

Qin Luo felt that Qin Lin would not like such a leather belt with paint.

Just like Qin Luo, Qin Lin was not a flamboyant person.

"It would be great if it wasn't for the leather." Qin Luo said.

Ou Yilin nodded and waved at the waiter. "Give me the same belt with the same design. Give me the one without paint."

"Please wait a moment..."

The waiter nodded and turned to leave. About two minutes later, she walked out with another belt.

"How much?" Qin Luo asked.

"Thirty-eight thousand."

Er...

Qin Luo's eyelids twitched violently.

Sure enough, the items in the luxury store only emphasized one word: extravagant.

He was now a wealthy man with a high net worth.

"Since he doesn't want it, pack it up for me." Just as Qin Luo was about to speak, a voice entered his ears.

Soon, a middle-aged man with a big belly walked over. Next to him was a fashionable woman with heavy makeup.

For some reason, when Qin Luo saw this woman, he suddenly thought of a famous song by a famous host of Shanghai Satellite TV: I hope it's in your show.

Fendy, Guqi, Tiffany, Babory...

This woman in front of him was the real depiction of this song.

"Sir, this belt is the goods this sir chose." The clerk smiled and explained.

"Him? Sir?" Hearing the clerk's words, the middle-aged man was overjoyed. He said with disdain, "How dare a bumpkin deserve the title of Sir?"

He called out in sportswear and a pair of white casual shoes.

His whole body added up was no more than 1,000 yuan.

Such a person had only been here before. As for buying? It was absolutely impossible to afford it.

Of course, the disturbance here attracted the attention of the shopping crowd. However, they only watched and no one came up to stop them.

It had nothing to do with them. They were too lazy to waste their time on things that had nothing to do with them.1

Country bumpkin? Not worthy?

Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and looked at the middle-aged man seriously. He said with a smile, "You're not a country bumpkin. Could it be that you're a meat bun?"

Meat bun?

Qin Luo's words immediately caused a burst of laughter.

Not to mention, the middle-aged man's pot-bellied appearance really did resemble a meat bun.

"What did you say? If you have the guts, say it again!" The middle-aged man was furious.

This was the first time in his life that someone had called him a meat bun. This made him furious.

To be honest, Qin Luo had never heard of such a despicable request.

In order to show respect, Qin Luo looked at the other party with a serious expression and said, "Hello, meat bun!"

"Hahaha, f * ck, this is too funny..."

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