Wife in a flash marriage: Mr. President, please divorce

Chapter 7 The Way Rich People Buy Clothes

It was not until the afternoon that Le Yan'er realized what "no need to take it" meant.

Ye Tingchen had left for less than an hour, and when Le Yan'er was planning to go out and go back later, the doorbell rang when Housekeeper Shen would not stop her.

Mrs. Zhang went to open the door.

A neat and tidy middle-aged working woman came in first, bowed to Le Yaner who was sitting on the sofa, and said, "Hi Ma'am, Yinhe Mall is at your service. I am the business manager, Chen Wei."

Before Le Yaner could understand what it meant, she saw Chen Wei waving to the door, and then walked in alone pushing a row of hangers taller than a person, which were full of the latest women's clothing .

Then another row.

Another row.

When the entire living room on the first floor was filled with eight clothes trolleys, Chen Wei came over and said to her respectfully, "Ma'am, could you please measure the size?"

Is this making a movie?
Le Yan'er was stunned. She stood up and let the two staff members fiddle with the tape measure.

She asked cautiously: "This is, buy me clothes?"

Chen Wei smiled with the standard eight teeth in the service industry: "Yes ma'am."

Le Yan'er was in a mess.

After measuring the size, the waiter immediately took the clothes that fit her figure without her having to try them on. Eight girls stood in a row in front of her, holding hangers in their hands, and Chen Wei asked, "Ma'am, is there anything you don't like? "

Le Yan'er took a look, and found that the eight clothes were all pretty, so she shook her head: "No."

"Okay." Chen Wei nodded slightly to her, then turned to the eight girls and said, "Put them all in the cloakroom on the second floor."

Another waiter next to him took the clothes neatly, held them in his hands, and walked to the second floor.

"I didn't say all of them!" Le Yan'er said quickly.

In fact, she didn't even see what those clothes looked like. Chen Wei asked her if there was anything she didn't like, but she just politely said no.

"Return to Madam, Mr. Ye has confessed that as long as you think you can afford clothes, you will keep all of them." Chen Wei's eyes were full of envy.

This rhythm continued throughout the afternoon. Every time Chen Wei only asked what she didn't like, even if she picked and picked, most of them were sent to the second floor.

After choosing the clothes, eight carts were pushed out, and another eight were pushed in, all of which were skirts.

After looking at the clothes, I looked at the skirt, and after I looked at the skirt, I looked at the pants. I even opened the shoe box to choose the shoes. When the waiter brought out a row of Hermès bags for her to choose, she was able to maintain her superficial calmness.

In fact, the heart is surging.

Do rich people buy clothes like this? ?This is too corrupt, right? !

Le Yan'er felt that they might have brought the entire shopping mall here, and she even chose her underwear sitting down.

After choosing it all afternoon, Le Yan'er felt her eyes hurt and her back ached just sitting and watching, but those waiters can still maintain a straight standing posture and a standard smile, which is really well-trained.

After everyone had finally left, Le Yan'er collapsed on the sofa, and then she remembered that she should call Ye Tingchen and ask him what he meant!
The imperial court is the largest business club in city A, and all the rich and powerful in city A come and go.

In the luxurious presidential box on the top floor of the imperial court, several men were sitting casually on the sofa, while the VIP service manager next to them was opening a bottle and pouring wine for them.

Ye Tingchen sat in the middle, with long legs gracefully overlapping, but sitting like that, his whole body was full of aloofness, like the most noble king, and others were just ants in his eyes.

At this moment, a pair of eyes as deep as the sea are looking at the man who is hugging the little model on the sofa next to him with disgust.

The family business occupies almost half of the technology industry market in City A. The noble son Ou Yanxi leaned lazily on the back of the sofa, drank the red wine in the hand of the beauty in his arms, then lifted the beauty's chin, and put the wine on the red lips. crossed in.

The beauty was so choked that she covered her face and coughed, Ouyanxi laughed out loud.

Dusun Bai Jingchen, the old chief of the army, wished he could kick him over: "Get out of here, you've agreed to clean up the big brother, and you brought some dubious things over here."

The woman who was named and insulted was not angry either, she swallowed the red wine and calmed down, still smiling coquettishly, she lay down in Ouyanxi's arms as if she had no bones.

Ouyanxi's handsome and evil face is already seductive, and she is willing to spend money on women. She is a well-known playboy in the city.The women around him haven't been around for more than three months at the longest, but there are still all kinds of beauties trying to hook him up one after another.

Ou Yanxi touched the chin of the man in his arms, and smiled wantonly: "This is the most popular model now, she is smooth and has a good temper. Come to Feifei, baby, and give a toast to all the young masters."

Feifei knew that it was Ouyanxi who was flattering her, so she immediately put on a smile, picked up the goblet with her slender hands dyed cardamom red, got up and handed it to Ye Tingchen: "Young Master Ye, Feifei respects you."

As she spoke, she raised her hand slightly, and she was very close, her soft waist was only ten centimeters away from Ye Tingchen's arm.

Ye Tingchen's eyes looking down at the world slightly lowered, he glanced at her in disgust, and only said one word coldly: "Get lost."

Feifei didn't know what she did wrong, but she didn't want to be reconciled to not being able to handle what Ou Yanxi told her, so she smiled even wider and put her hands together: "Young Master Ye, just take a sip."

Wu Nong speaks softly, as delicately as a warbler.

She really is a charming stunner, no wonder Ou Yanxi would take her to this kind of private party, she must be very favored.

Ye Tingchen's eyes were frighteningly cold for a moment.

He mercilessly pushed Feifei away who was close in front of her. Feifei fell to the ground violently, spilling red wine all over her body, and knocked her lower back on the hard enamel table corner, her eye circles were red with pain.

But on such an occasion, she didn't dare to shed tears, fearing that crying and crying would spoil the joy of the noble young masters, so she filled her eyes with tears and looked at Ou Yanxi pitifully: "Ou Shao..."

Ou Yanxi's smile didn't even change a bit, he still leaned lazily, and waved his hand nonchalantly: "Didn't you hear what Young Master Ye said? Get out of here."

Feifei didn't dare to be willful in front of these people, so she hurried out of the presidential suite.

The VIP service manager turned a blind eye and poured wine for the young masters.

Instead, Bai Jingchen asked Ye Tingchen, "Are you still recovering from that problem?"

The young masters who were born with gold plating knew each other when they were wearing crotch pants. They grew up together since they were young, and they couldn't understand each other better.They did a lot of bad things together when they were younger, and their wanton and arrogant temperament is exactly the same.

This kind of words are only those who dare to ask.

Ye Tingchen casually raised his wine glass, took a sip, and said nothing.

Ou Yanxi smiled evilly: "How about I introduce a few for you to try? Various styles and tastes, maybe there is one that suits your appetite. Model? Anchor? Celebrity?"

When talking about stars, Ye Tingchen's eyes flickered indistinctly.

Ou Yanxi has known him for more than 20 years, and immediately found out that something was wrong with him, and he laughed strangely: "A star? Are you really interested? In a word, brother, I will get you the international frontline."

Just as Ye Tingchen was about to speak, his phone rang suddenly.

Connected, before he could speak, he was already talking like a cannonball: "Ye Tingchen, what are you doing?! What's going on with those clothes?"

(End of this chapter)