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The shopping mall is called Baililai Shopping Mall. Even in a first-tier city like Fengyang City, it can be regarded as the top one. The parking lot is full of luxury cars worth more than 500,000 yuan. Although Tang Lin's BMW 3 series is a top-end model , it seems a bit out of place.
But Tang Lin didn't care about these at all. To Tang Lin, a car was just a means of transportation.
"Tang Lin, why don't we change to another place, the things in this place"
"Our family, Xiaohui, hasn't made any money yet, so maybe we're spending a little too early"
Chen Hua glanced around nervously.
"Mom, don't worry, although I don't have much money, I can still take you to the mall to buy some decent clothes."
Tang Lin dragged Chen Hua into the mall.
The Baililai Mall is very large, and it sells everything, including gold and silver jewelry, clothing and home appliances.
"Mom, why don't we go and have a look inside Chanel? Young people wear Chanel clothes to be more beautiful and energetic. Wearing Chanel at your age will also make you more attractive, and Mom is so beautiful. Dad wouldn't have recognized him in Chanel."
Tang Lin said to Chen Hua with a smile.
"You child, your mouth is so sweet, no wonder Xiaohui likes you so much."
A shy blush appeared on Chen Hua's face, what woman in the world wouldn't want to dress herself up beautifully?
Following Tang Lin into a Chanel store, the two enthusiastic salesmen at the door turned gloomy when they saw Chen Hua's simple attire.
Fortunately, they did not mock Chen Hua, but chose to ignore it.
"Oh, Xiao Chen? Why did you come here! We don't have garbage to collect here."
A middle-aged woman who was about the same age as Chen Hua came out.
The woman was dressed more luxuriously, and she wore a Chanel necklace on her chest, inlaid with some diamonds, which was particularly dazzling.
"Zhu Yue, I'm not here to pick up trash, I'm here to buy clothes."
Chen Hua was a little embarrassed, forced a smile and said.
Tang Lin glanced at a middle-aged woman named Zhu Yue, who wore a badge. She was the manager of this store. She had fair skin, looked well-maintained, and had a rich family.
"Hehe! You came here to buy clothes? Do you think this was twenty years ago?"
"Twenty years ago, you could afford it, but now, you are just a scavenger. What capital can you afford to buy clothes here?"
"Get out, don't disturb my business, I feel sick just looking at you."
Zhu Yue waved his hands impatiently, as if trying to drive away flies, which can be described as extremely arrogant.
"What are you? Don't you just become a store manager? That's why you're so crazy?"
Tang Lin frowned, and looked at Zhu Yue coldly.
"Me? Hehe! I'm going crazy, what's wrong?"
"My mother's son bought a house in Tangchen Yipin, and my mother can earn several million a year with such a store, and my husband is an executive in the Lin Group Company, with an annual salary of several million! "
"I have this capital maniac! What's wrong? Unconvinced?"
Zhu Yue pushed her nose up to her face, straightened her back, and raised her voice proudly.
"There is actually a house in Tomson Yipin, this is really rich!"
"This seems to be He Renhu's wife. She is indeed a capital maniac. I heard that He Renhu works as a project manager in Lin's Group. He can earn five or six million yuan a year just from outside water. Including the annual salary, the income is in the tens of millions." .¡±
"Oh, there is no other way. Now is a materialistic society. Who would let this junk picker have no money and no power, so he can only be bullied by others."
Many onlookers around sighed with sighs.
The current situation is that the rich will only get richer, continue to squeeze and bully the poor, and occupy all resources, and the poor will only get poorer and poorer, and there is no way to turn over.
"Hehe! Then what? It's gone? With this little capital, are you going crazy like this?"
Tang Lin looked at Zhu Yue with a sneer.
"Who are you? With such a crazy tone, you should be more practical! What's the point of playing lip service?"
"Have you seen this bag? The cheapest one in our store is priced at 12,000. Buy it if you are capable!"
Zhu Yue pointed provocatively at a red? Bags.
"Mom, how about this bag bought to hold your vegetables?"
Tang Lin looked at Chen Hua with a smile and asked.
"Haha, I laughed so hard, this kid is still pretending at this moment, he is really talented!"
"You're so poor, and you still need to buy a bag worth 12,000 yuan to hold your vegetables? Is this kid from a madhouse?"
"Oh, it's really pitiful. The old mother is a junk picker, and he is a psychopath."
The people around were ridiculed again, with a bit of sympathy, showing a caring and mentally retarded look. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com