Driving Maserati, Zhao Sanjin brought sun Rou to the prosperous area of the county. Although Zhao Sanjin came to the county for the first time, with navigation in hand, Zhao Sanjin didn't deviate.

They went directly to the downstairs of a landmark building in the county. A luxury car like Maserati suddenly appeared. Although it also attracted the attention of too many people, after all, as urban people, the quality is not comparable to that of rural people.

Many people just left after watching from a distance. Of course, there is still a gap compared with those people in Jianghai who don't even bother to take a look.

On Maserati, a man of about twenty-five or six years old was not as well dressed as people thought. Instead, he was just a simple broken divination, coupled with a pair of jeans with several holes, and a pair of sandals for twenty or thirty yuan.

Such a dress, coupled with a luxury car like Maserati, is really a little out of tune. Therefore, everyone can only look at the slowly opening front passenger door.

For a moment, everyone immediately had a feeling of surprise. When they came down from the co pilot, they didn't have the gorgeous beauty with flying long skirts and flying hair. On the contrary, they were just a girl dressed like a waiter.

"I'm afraid that the clothes of NIMA and Maserati are less than 100 yuan. Can't Maserati steal them?" people from afar couldn't help guessing after noticing an interesting scene.

"Who knows, you see, this man is very powerful and majestic. I don't know which rich woman kept the little white face to specifically seek fun. At present, I think I'll take the horse I'm looking for and borrow someone else's luxury car to force me?"

"Tianhong Department store." Zhao Sankin raised his head and looked at the magnificent building in front of him. The big characters outside the building seemed to be quite high-grade at a glance.

"Let's go." Zhao Sanjin grabbed sun Rou's jade hand and walked slowly towards the gate of the department store.

To everyone's surprise, at the beginning when sun Rou got off the bus, they only noticed sun Rou's dress and didn't care about sun Rou's face at all. It seemed that it was a bit pure and beautiful.

"What are we doing here?" Sun Rou asked seriously, puzzled.

"If you don't dress up beautifully, how can you meet people at night?" Zhao Sankin smiled meaningfully. The arc outlined at the corner of his mouth was like turning around and selling sun rou.

"See people? See who?" Sun Rou still asked naively.

"Take a look at your SMS, silly girl." Zhao said without looking back, but his eyes have been looking for a good looking clothing store.