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C226 Competitive

"I see."

Zheng Shaocong smiled and nodded. "I found out that you can be my advisor now. You have considered many things better than me. Finding you is the wisest decision I have ever made in my life."

"Humph. Then you should treat me better in the future. I don't care, I want to buy a bag. "

" Okay, okay, okay. I'll buy all of them. I'll buy all of them. "

After that.

Han Meimei gave Hu a look.

"Jiang Feifan, are you crazy?"

Lee Ya almost exploded and reminded, "I, Lee Ya, am not an important person, but someone knows my brother. Someone had just taken a video and it was going to be revealed that Zhang Yongfeng's sister was with a useless person like you. What will other people think of me in the future? And you even did such a ridiculous thing..."

" Absurd? "

Jiang Feifan was puzzled and frowned. "What did I do?"

"You clearly do not have money, so why do you have to say that you have money? If you expose me now, where will I put my face? Especially when you lose face in front of a vixen like Han Meimei, you..."

"Beep."

Lee Ya did not have the time to finish her sentence.

Hu, who was just casually swiped her card, suddenly had a drastic change in expression.

"How is it? There is no money inside, right? Hahaha. " Zheng Shaocong laughed loudly.

He was waiting for Jiang Feifan to apologize.

As for the other surrounding guests, they were all talking and pointing at each other.

Only Jiang Feifan was still serious.

Observing this situation, the store manager, Zheng Yiming, walked over. He held the PowerPoint and looked at the words on it. Deducting the payment successfully.

He took a deep breath. As expected, he had not misjudged the person.

This kid was a little interesting.

"Rich."

Zheng Yiming said and shook the machine in his hand. He smiled and said, "Looks like this suit belongs to Mr Jiang. Hu, what are you waiting for? Pack it up."

" I, this, he... "

Hu stuttered for a long time, not knowing what to say.

How is this possible?

How could this poor guy have money? No, it must have been Han Siyu who gave it to him again!

Twenty thousand yuan per use?

The smile on Han Meimei's face froze instantly. She asked in disbelief, "This card has money?"

"Deducting the money successfully?" Zheng Shaocong's face was like shit. "Mei Mei, didn't you say that he doesn't have money?"

"Then this dress is mine."

Jiang Feifan smiled. He knew that the other party would not let this matter rest. Now, he only needed to set the bait and let the other party take the bait slowly.

As he spoke, he walked over and picked up his suit. He even patted Lee Ya, who was stunned on the spot, and said with a smile, "I told you, I'll treat you to this suit. We'll each get a suit. Come, let's go and drink coffee. "

Then, Lee Ya mechanically turned around, but her gaze was fixed on Jiang Feifan.

What kind of person was this guy?

Every time he seemed to be forced into a corner, he would always be able to come back to life.

In particular, no matter how great the danger and suffering were, he always had that kind of carefree attitude, as if he was a strategist thousands of miles away.

"Get the hell back here! Did I f * cking let you go?!"

Jiang Feifan turned his head.

Zheng Shaocong was furious and arrogant.

Han Meimei, who was beside him, was whispering to each other and giving suggestions.

"The person has already been bought and paid. Do you still want to make things difficult for him?"

Some people were unconvinced, but there were also different voices. "Five thousand dollars, ten thousand dollars. I reckon that the price has to be higher."

"No matter what, Zheng Shaocong is still a rich family. He will definitely not be satisfied if he is slapped in public."

"Haha, there will be a good show to watch now."

They didn't think that it would be a big deal to watch the show.

Lee Ya suddenly had a good impression of Jiang Feifan. She said in a low voice with slight worry, "Jiang Feifan, stop when you see something good. You have no chance of winning if you fight with him."

"Don't worry. I know what to do. I, Jiang Feifan, am a man of my word. Today I will give you one set. In addition, I feel that since things have developed to this point, I don't even need to pay."

"Hmm? What do you mean by that..."

"Alright, Shaocong!"

Lee Ya was still muttering.

Zheng Yiming, who saw that the situation was not good, stopped her and shouted, "They have already bought it. Don't come and cause trouble. This is my shop. Why? Do you want to cause trouble with me here?"

"It's not old uncle..."

Zheng Shaocong felt wronged.

To be honest, his uncle had contributed a lot to his family's success.

The reason why he could do whatever he wanted in South City was all because of his uncle's reputation.

No one would dare to offend him if he offended anyone.

But he had just been slapped in the face. If he didn't get his revenge, how was he going to survive in the future?

Not to mention...

What Han Meimei said just now made sense.

No matter how Jiang Feifan got the money, compared to him, it was nothing.1

Even if she threw money at him, she would still smash him to death!

In any case, the money was given to his uncle. His left and right hands were all hands. There was no need to be afraid!

"Old uncle, I know you don't like me. However, Mr Cong is your nephew after all. He was humiliated just like that. You must not like it. So what if he has that little money? Compared to Mr Cong, he's nothing. I hope you..."

"Shut up!"

The old uncle shouted and stared at Han Meimei with killing intent. "According to my previous temper, I will kill you on the spot! However, I will give Shaocong some face. The two of you, get the hell out of here..."

"Manager."

He made the right choice.

Jiang Feifan interrupted Zheng Yiming and jogged over. He looked at Zheng Shaocong and said with a smile, "It seems that Director Zheng is not convinced. What do you want me to do? Tell me, I will take all the advice."

"Young man."

Zheng Yiming felt that it was appropriate to stop.

It could not be denied that Jiang Feifan had a certain amount of potential.

However, when it came to sparing others, one should forgive them. It was good to teach them a lesson.

Can't you see that I'm helping him out of this predicament?

If you come up to me at this time, you're courting death.

"This is my shop. I'll handle it." Zheng Yiming said with a gloomy face, "You go first, I will deal with the aftermath."

"Thank you, Store Manager, for your good intentions." It was not that Jiang Feifan did not appreciate it, but because he had suffered a loss, Jiang Feifan decided to eliminate the root of the problem. He took a deep breath and continued.

"But I don't want to ruin Director Zheng's mood. To put it bluntly, I am a relative of this woman called Han Meimei. We have some grudges between us, and today we can use this opportunity to settle it thoroughly."

"I..."

Zheng Yiming instinctively wanted to refute, but he suddenly thought of something.

Since he wanted to do it, then he would do it big.

This kid seemed to have some tricks up his sleeve. He would observe and observe him.

"That's fine too."

Zheng Yiming took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Jiang Feifan. "This is my business card. If there is a chance later, the two of us can have a chat. If I... "

"Okay, thank you, Manager."

Jiang Feifan took it and took out a pen from Hu's pocket. He wrote a few times on it and handed it back. "This is my phone number. As for the business card... When I came to the shop, I had already taken the business card from the counter. You are welcome to talk to me at any time. "

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