The arrogance of the city

Chapter 1702 Qinghefang Disturbance (2)

Although it was Zishu who stepped on the young woman, in the final analysis, it was not the fault of Zishu alone.

The collision would not have occurred if the young woman had not been equally inattentive in speaking to her companion.

But in any case, it is a fact that a woman's shoes are dirty, just like the car is solely responsible for an electric car being hit by a motorway.

"Shu'er, what's wrong?"

Not only was there a female companion by her side, but soon, several young men came over behind the woman.

They are all relatively young, almost in their twenties, and they should also come to Qinghefang for fun. They are dressed in simple clothes, and they all have neat short hair. , These young people have an aura that Cao Xiuge is more familiar with.

cynicism.

Unruly.

It's like those dudes who used to be under the roots of the imperial city.

The opponent's battle is not small, there are about seven or eight men and women in total, so surrounded by Cao Xiuge and Zishu, it really makes people feel flustered.

"She stepped on my shoes."

The girl named Shu Er immediately complained to her companion.

"This is a limited edition. I haven't worn it a few times. Now it's done, it's completely ruined."

Children from rich families like them don't understand the virtues of thrift and thrift. Although they are only stained with dust, they will be fine after washing, but how can such a rich lady wear something that has been stepped on by others.

Several young people looked at Zishu at the same time.

They are not young boys who have never seen the world, and Zishu is not a stunning type. He just glanced at Zishu, and then his eyes were attracted by Cao Xiuge.

"Oh, it's actually a cripple."

A young man stared at the crutch and smiled.

The laughter was not deliberately suppressed, nor was it deliberately amplified. It didn't look like a sneer, it seemed to be just a subconscious reaction to seeing something surprising.

Although they are not considered to be honest and gentlemen, they are not bad enough to laugh at a disabled person.

"Shu'er, forget it."

A young man spoke, as if moved with compassion.

"Where did you buy these shoes? Even if they are limited editions, I will definitely get you a new pair."

In the ears of outsiders, this young man's tone is inevitably a little arrogant, but his expression is very flat, as if he was just stating a trivial matter.

"The entire Dragon Kingdom originally sold only twenty pairs of these shoes, but they are all sold out now, and they have stopped producing them. Where do you get them?"

The woman named Shuer's full name is Liang Shu, and it is indeed an annoying thing for her favorite shoes to be trampled on.

She came to Qinghefang tonight because she was called out to play by a friend, and it was this Wen Fan who said she would pay for her shoes.

One of Wen Fan's good buddies came to Kyoto recently, and I asked them to come out to warm up the scene. We are all friends in the same circle, plus this buddy Wen Fan is the second-in-command son of the Northwest Military Department. No one would be foolish enough to refuse an opportunity.

Originally, she was in a good mood tonight, but who knows what will happen when she encounters such unlucky things. Although she knows that she should pay attention to her image, the temper of the young lady for so many years is not so easy to control.

"What do you say about this matter?"

Liang Shu looked at the woman who stepped on him, and didn't intend to stop there.

Wen Fan couldn't persuade him anymore.

"Women's affairs, it's best to let them solve it by themselves."

His buddy who had only recently entered Beijing handed him a cigarette.

Wen Fan shrugged his shoulders, took the cigarette and lit it, stood beside him and began to watch the play while puffing.

"Sorry, how much are your shoes, I will pay you back."

Zishu apologized again.

"Is it a matter of money?"

Liang Shu frowned and said coldly, "Let me tell you, there are some things you can't buy even if you have money."

"Then tell me a solution."

Zishu was very polite and polite from beginning to end.

But Liang Shu couldn't find any solution, she just felt that she was panicked at the moment, but she didn't know how to remove the stone in her chest.

"Shu'er, why don't you ask her to wipe your shoes clean, anyway, you won't be able to buy them any more. I think your shoes are just dusty and not broken."

The female partner beside Liang Shu tugged at her arm, and said in a low voice, "Wen Fan and the others are watching, it's the first day that Gong Shao met us, don't make the scene too ugly."

Gong Shao refers to Wen Fan's buddy, who is a well-rounded big yamen in the northwest region.

In addition, they came out to play today, not to provoke trouble.

Liang Shu's complexion changed. Although he was unwilling, he couldn't think of a better way. In the end, he could only admit that he was unlucky.

"Wipe me clean."

She stretched out her trampled left foot, domineering, as if giving the other party a great favor.

Zishu frowned imperceptibly, and after a while, he finally took a step forward, ready to squat down.

Cao Xiuge grabbed her.

"Although it is a limited item, there is a certain price. I will pay you ten times the price."

As soon as the words came out, a group of men and women who were either rich or expensive were all taken aback.

"Tsk."

Gong Qiu, who followed his father to the capital, paused for a moment to smoke, looked at the wealthy lame man meaningfully, and chuckled uncontrollably.

"No wonder this woman is willing to follow him. You can't judge by appearance."

Although the woman who rubbed against Liang Shu was not as young as Liang Shu and the others, no matter in terms of taste or temperament, they were not comparable to young ladies like Liang Shu.

This kind of woman, logically speaking, shouldn't commit herself to a disabled person. Sure enough, it is not surprising that it is because of money.

In today's world...it's really hard to describe.

Gong Qiu took a puff of the cigarette and let out a long breath.

"Ten times? Interesting."

Wen Fan was also a little surprised, and once again took a serious look at the lame man in ordinary clothes.

Although Kyoto has always been a place of crouching tigers, hidden dragons, but if he hadn't spoken so generously, it would be hard to see that this lame man is so rich.

Although he didn't know how much Liang Shu's pair of shoes cost, but according to his understanding of Liang Shu, at least it should be no less than five figures, let alone a limited edition.

In the capital city, there are quite a few people who can afford tens of millions, but those who are willing to pay such a high price for one kick are really rare.

"Ah."

Liang Shu was also momentarily stunned, and then sneered.

"Are you rich?"

"Your shoes were soiled by us, we are responsible for your loss."

Cao Xiuge looked calm.

Ten times the compensation is enough sincerity, and most people may just accept it as soon as it’s good enough, but the key point is, for a pampered rich lady like Liang Shu, she really doesn’t care about a little money.

"What if I insist on asking her to clean my shoes?"

She stared at Cao Xiuge and said every word, but the foot still did not retract.

(End of this chapter)