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Chapter 740 The Immaterial Woman

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    "I think it's enough to buy one bag of this kind of thing, and there's no need to stock it." Huang Mao couldn't help but speak.

    Hearing this, Gu Mingzhu raised her eyes and glanced at him, and replied rudely: "Then why does my brother buy so many cars? Why don't he ride a bicycle?"

    As soon as Gu Mingzhu¡¯s words came out, the eyes of the tellers around him fell on Huang Mao, and they started to inquire.

    Huang Mao was choked and speechless, but now that he had reached this point, he was riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off.

    Not long after, the teller came out with two bags again, with a smile on his face: "Miss, you are very lucky. It happens that both of the bags you mentioned are in stock, but one of them does not have the color you want. But  I think this lemon yellow one is also good, you can try it.¡±

    "Okay, this bag matches my brother's hair color very well." Gu Mingzhu bent her eyes and said with a smile.

    The teller glanced at Huang Mao behind Gu Mingzhu, changed his position, blocked Huang Mao's sight, lowered his voice and said warmly: "Miss, do you need me to call the police for you?"

    Gu Mingzhu turned to look at her. The teller was a beautiful woman in her twenties, with exquisite makeup and a touch of concern in her eyes.

    Gu Mingzhu nodded slightly to her, the teller said, then turned around and gestured to his colleagues, pretending that someone turned around and left.

    After trying for a while, Gu Mingzhu turned to look at Huang Mao and said, "Just these three, how about it?"

    Huang Mao frowned and examined them for a while, then said: "I don't think the first and third ones look good, but the second one is okay."

    Just now he took a look and saw that the customer on the other side bought the second style, which seemed to be around 1.2 million. He gritted his teeth and could accept it, but as for the 3 million plus the distribution

    Gu Mingzhu raised an eyebrow and asked with a bit of doubt: "You can't afford it, right?"

    Being asked so straightforwardly in public, Huang Mao¡¯s face turned indescribably ugly for a moment, but he could only pretend to be fat and continue: ¡°How is that possible? I just don¡¯t think it looks good!¡±

    Gu Mingzhu understood, nodded and said: "Then let's take this one."

    Hearing this, Huang Mao couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but the next second, he heard Gu Mingzhu look at the counter sister and say again: "Does this only need to be distributed?"

    "This only requires one-to-three distribution." The teller said warmly.

    Huang Mao was stunned for a few seconds and couldn't help but asked again: "Are there any styles that don't require distribution?"

    The teller said with a bit of disdain that was not obvious but enough for him to feel: "Sorry sir, all our bags need to be distributed. If you don't want to be distributed, you can consider other brands."

    "As long as they match, what do you mean by this? Are you looking down on others?" Gu Mingzhu spoke again, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.

    As soon as she said this, Hongmao on the side couldn't help but said: "That's right, how can you talk? Did we say we don't want it?"

    The teller apologized warmly and then said: "Then please take a look at the other items in our house. I can help you match them."

    Gu Mingzhu was too lazy to try again. He chose a few sets of tableware, two blankets, and two useless ornaments that would only make Huang Mao feel painful. By the way, he also chose two pairs of shoes and horse gear.

    Not long after, other tellers were carefully packing Gu Mingzhu¡¯s bags.

    Gu Mingzhu thought that it should be close, so she chose two more skirts, and then said: "That's it. I can't let my brother think that I am a materialistic woman."

    Listening to Gu Mingzhu's words, Huang Mao almost vomited a mouthful of blood from the bottom of his heart.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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