Super mall system

Chapter 167 You Have a Terminal Illness

"Sure enough, it's so cool."

As soon as he entered the clothing city, Zhao Hao couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

I saw that whenever someone walked past me and Xiaoqian, people's eyes would be firmly attracted by Xiaoqian.

From five to 60 years old, down to teens, regardless of gender, no one is spared. The eyes that look at Xiaoqian are full of surprise, shock and appreciation.

"This lethality, tsk tsk tsk, is definitely at the level of a nuclear bomb." Zhao Hao also glanced at Xiaoqian, and silently set a small goal in his heart, to make Nie Xiaoqian his own woman.

"Sir, sir."

Just when Zhao Hao was planning silently in his heart, a beautiful young female voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Hao's ear.

"what happened?"

Zhao Hao settled his mind and found out that he was a shopping guide.

"Hello, sir." The shopping guide saw Zhao Hao looking at him, and showed a professionally trained smile, "Sir, you are buying clothes for this lady." The shopping guide pointed Refers to Nie Xiaoqian.

From time to time, there is envy in the eyes, with a slightly jealous look.

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Zhao Hao saw the jealousy in the shopping guide's eyes, and smiled slightly, but didn't care too much.

After all, Nie Xiaoqian's face is such that a woman would be jealous when she sees it. If she is not jealous, Zhao Hao will feel that something is wrong.

"This lady's appearance is really, I'm sorry sir, I don't know how to say it, I can only say that I have been a shopping guide here for so long, and I have never seen such a beautiful woman. This lady's aura is one in ten thousand, oh no, one in a hundred thousand, she is extremely fairy-like, she will definitely fit a new set of clothes in our store, just for that dress."

"Needless to say, the price is not the problem. The problem is that you don't have good-looking clothes." How could Zhao Hao not know what the shopping guide was thinking, so he put his hand into his trouser pocket, and then took the money from Ritian Mall. 3000 yuan was withdrawn.

He casually patted it on the shopping guide.

"Well, tip."

"Ah." The shopping guide opened his mouth slightly, and was immediately stunned. His monthly basic salary was only 4000 yuan, and today someone took out his monthly salary as soon as he gave a tip.

Realizing that Zhao Hao has thick thighs, and that this month's commission is absolutely indispensable, the shopping guide's eyes have turned into crescents with a smile, "Sir, please follow me."

Walking to a professional booth, the shopping guide enthusiastically explained to Zhao Hao.

"This white dress was personally made by the top pasta master, and it was shipped to the store today. I think it must be very good to wear on your wife."

"Well, not bad." The female shopping guide's wife directly said this to Zhao Hao's heart, and Zhao Hao directly took out 1 yuan with a smile.

"You are very good at talking, I am very satisfied, um, tip."

"Yes, yes, sir." The shopping guide secretly put away the tip, and bowed deeply to Zhao Hao. "Then you choose this suit, sir?"

"Ah."

"Okay, I'll get it for you." The shopping guide bowed again, turned around and went to pick up the clothes carefully.

And just when the shopping guide had just taken off the clothes without knowing it, a very sharp female voice sounded from behind Zhao Hao.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? I've already looked at that dress this morning, and I'm here to buy it this time. What are you doing after taking it off?"

As soon as the words fell, a 20-year-old, very coquettishly dressed, walked in front of the shopping guide holding a nearly fifty-year-old, bald old man on his arm.

The domineering aura on the woman also suddenly rose.

Looking at it like that, it would be considered kind not to eat up that shopping guide.

"The gentleman has already bought it, and you haven't made a reservation, ma'am. I'm really sorry. Otherwise, if you make a reservation, we can buy another dress like this." The shopping guide bent slightly and explained with a smile. .

"Oh, that's right." The woman showed a trace of disdain at the corner of her mouth, she folded her arms and turned to look at Zhao Hao.

And when she turned around, the woman happened to see Xiaoqian's face.

"How is it possible." Seeing Nie Xiaoqian, the woman suddenly realized that her appearance, which she had always been proud of, was not worth mentioning in front of Nie Xiaoqian, even she herself had to admit it.

Then, the woman caught sight of the eyes of the old man in front of her, who was looking directly at Nie Xiaoqian.

All of a sudden, jealousy and jealousy both broke out.

"Hey, can you give us that dress? How about 1 yuan, and that dress is only 4 yuan. You'll make a lot of money this way."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I don't want to sell." Zhao Hao waved at the shopping guide, "Fit it up for me."

"Yeah." The shopping guide took Zhao Hao's more than 1 tips back and forth, but he was embarrassed to say anything, and nodded obediently.

"No." The woman roared angrily, looking at Zhao Hao with hatred in her eyes, "3 yuan, I advise you to accept it at the end, otherwise the consequences are beyond your ability to bear."

"Oh?"

Seeing that the woman was still suffering from a stroke at such an old age, Zhao Hao couldn't help laughing, "I just don't sell it, but I want to see what consequences you can make me suffer."

"Hehe, she's in a bad mood today, don't worry about it, sir." Finally, the bald middle-aged man spoke, but the way he spoke was obviously trying to show his modesty and gentlemanliness.

After pretending to be a gentleman, the bald middle-aged man said again, "Well, let me, sir, you get 5 yuan, as long as you give me this dress, 5 yuan is enough for you to buy one like this clothes, it’s like you got it for nothing.”

The middle-aged man is right. If he is an ordinary rich man, he might see that the bald man has spent so much money, and he won't bother with him. He won't say anything about the 5 yuan for nothing.

However, is Zhao Hao an ordinary rich man?

Just pick up a few super rich second generations like Hao Shuai, and you can get a few hundred million.

Not an ordinary nouveau riche at all, would you care about his 10 yuan?
Without beating around the bush, Zhao Hao gently sent the word bald, "No way."

"you."

The balding middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, "Young man, you are really angry, let me tell you the truth, my energy in Qingyuan City is not comparable to yours, how about this, you give me this Clothes, just think I owe you a favor, there is nothing I can't do in this Qingyuan City."

"So awesome?" Zhao Hao was speechless.

"Hehe." The bald man smiled slightly and straightened his clothes, "That's awesome."

"Okay."

"You are very discerning, and you will be grateful for your choice today." The bald middle-aged man looked like he was educating the younger generation.

"Then since you are so awesome, let's magnify my photo by a million times and hang it upstairs in Huayuan Hospital."

"You, Huayuan Hospital is an extremely famous hospital in the whole country, how can I do this?" The face of the bald middle-aged man turned dark.

"Oh, didn't you say that there is nothing you can't do in Qingyuan City?"

"You are just looking for faults, kid, do you know? Who is Lao Liu? He is the person in charge of the Internet cafe under the Ye family. He can make your family unable to stay in Qingyuan City in a matter of minutes."

The coquettish woman pointed at Zhao Hao with her index finger, as if she was number one in the world.

The bald middle-aged man didn't say a word, just looked at Zhao Hao quietly, but his eyes said everything, he was forcing Zhao Hao.

"Ye Family? Ye Liangchen?" Zhao Hao looked at the middle-aged man with a smile.

"Haha, it's good that you know."

"No, no, I don't know, but I do know that you are terminally ill and won't live for a year." Zhao Hao observed the middle-aged man with his clairvoyant just now, and found that there was a faint black spot on his forehead. mist.

From the mist, Zhao Hao actually felt similar to the black magic power of the Black Mountain Old Demon.

Ever since, Zhao Hao started to use his unique speaking skills, talking nonsense.

"Hehe, how could I die?" The middle-aged man frowned, provocative.

"Hehehehe." Zhao Hao also imitated the other party and sneered a few times, "You don't believe it? Then think about it, do you often feel pain on your forehead?"

"Think about it." Zhao Hao saw that the face of the bald middle-aged man had obviously changed, he chuckled, and led Xiaoqian to the shopping guide, not giving him another look.

"Don't scare me, kid." The coquettish woman laughed out loud immediately.

It's just that when she just yelled, her mouth was directly covered by the bald man, "Sir, I do feel pain in front of my forehead every day, do you know what's going on?"

"Haha, you can do anything in Qingyuan City, you don't know, how would I know." Zhao Hao sneered and spread his hands.

"Little brother, just tell me, I know I was wrong."

"Hey, please don't please, I don't have an old brother like you." Zhao Hao directly waved his hand and refused.

Are you kidding, you will help you if you say you will help me?Then am I very shameless?
"Don't, sir, I'll give you 100 million, as long as you tell me how to treat this disease, you don't know, in just one month, I have almost visited all the hospitals in Qingyuan City, and the results issued by the hospital are almost Those who are full of water are all in good health, but my forehead is getting more and more painful."

The bald man was on the verge of crying, with tears rolling in his eyes.

"One hundred million, no second price, love or not, don't let it down, after this house, no one can cure your illness."

"Sir, can you give me a cheaper price? I really can't bear such a high price of [-] million."

"Oh, you think I'm not worth the price, so why don't I die?"

"No, don't, I'll give it to you."

(End of this chapter)