I really want to be a salted fish

Chapter 162 The entire shopping mall belongs to the little ancestor
What Qi Yue said makes sense.

With such a face on Song Yan's face, it is estimated that many women are slapping him every day, just like Lilian just now!
Who knows if there are any women in the parking lot who would like to take a "ride" after he left.

If you give 1000 million yuan regardless of the relationship, all the women in city A are probably waiting to make a fortune from it.

"So, I still have hope?" Su Shao licked her lower lip, and then excitedly put the bank card that was crooked into her bag.

After putting it away, he raised his head and stared at Qi Yue, "Don't even think about it! This is my sweet breakup fee!"

Nan Yixi, "You've never been together, don't keep talking about breaking up, okay?"

Recently, she can feel that Qin You is always in a trance.

I often send a message to her on WeChat, and then there is no one
This relationship became more and more unstable, which made Nan Yixi a little panicked.

She didn't tell Su Shao about this, mainly because she didn't want Su Shao to worry about it.

Su Shao didn't notice anything wrong with Nan Yixi, "Then let's not talk about the breakup fee, it's the love fee!"

Seeing that the ancestor was in a better mood, Qi Yue brought up the matter, "It was said in WeChat just now that there is a salesman who sells customers' privacy?"

Su Shao almost forgot about it.

She darkened her face and said with a businesslike tone and attitude, "Manager Qi! I also want to ask, when do customers need to verify their capital when they come to China World Trade Center to buy things?"

"Capital verification?" Qi Yue was at a loss, "It's not buying a house, what kind of capital verification?"

Su Shao turned her head and raised her chin towards a luxury store on the corner of the street, "Here, that's the store. I wanted to see a cuff, but I was not only forced to verify my capital, but also ridiculed as a fake celebrity!"

Nan Yixi echoed, "That's right! That salesperson who sells customers' privacy probably thinks of us as a green tea biao who came to catch Kaizi!"

Faced with the choking of the two ancestors, Qi Yue dared not refute, "Leave this matter to me to solve! Do you want to go shopping again?"

"It's okay to go shopping, that's it." Nan Yixi and Su Shao looked at each other, the two of them didn't speak, and looked at Qi Yue with a smile.

Seeing this, Qi Yue took out a bank card from his wallet with a wry smile, "It's mine, it will be deducted from my salary."

"Not bad! The iron rooster has also learned to shed its own hair." Su Shao nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "In that shop, there is a cuff in the collection, which is not bad."

Qi Yue is very tactful, "I pay the bill!"

"Downstairs at the H counter, there is a new baguette bag."

"I'll pay the bill."

"Also, the Kashmir blue necklace in the jewelry store next door is also good."

It was rare for Su Shao to kill Qi Yue once, she opened her mouth like a lion, and said a lot of things she wanted in one breath.

"Ancestor!" Qi Yue called Su Shao earnestly, "Did you forget that this entire shopping mall belongs to the Su family?"

When Su Shao's father was alive, he was a well-known real estate tycoon in City A.

Many landmark buildings in City A are owned by the Su family.

For example, this Jinmao Building.

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Song Yan lived not far from the Jinmao Building, only two or three kilometers away, five or six traffic lights.

The car drove very fast, and after a while, it stopped downstairs in a high-end residential area in the city center.

Turn off the engine, close the door, enter the elevator and go upstairs.

A series of movements are very neat.

As soon as the door was pushed open, Song Yan's cell phone vibrated twice in his pocket.

a message.

He glanced at it, it was issued by the traffic police brigade.

Kyushu Police Station: The license plate number is SY008. You have been speeding on the Kyushu North section just now. You will be fined 200 yuan and deducted three points.

Song Yan, whose driving record was no longer clean, put his phone on the dining cabinet with a blank expression, turned and walked to the bathroom.
When I came out again, almost 10 minutes had passed.

The cold water droplets from the tip of the hair flowed down the neck to the chest and lower abdomen.

The coolness emanating from the man's skin is even colder than Chunri Fog Cream.
　Do you still have tickets? ? ?The fierce girl is shy and begs for a ticket~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)