"Hengzi, come, try on this dress."
"Ahao, do you like this wallet?"
"This watch is very good, I bought it, don't I'll save money for you, Sister Lou."
"Eh? This is delicious."
"Television, can you two have one?" br>
In Daimaru Department Store, Lou Xiao'e seemed to be a rich girl wielding a steel ball, spending money like water, leading Chu Heng, Cen Hao, and the children to go shopping frantically.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them were covered with various bags, including clothes, food, and useful items, and the price of each item was high.
"It's almost done, Sister Xiao'e. If you buy more, you won't be able to take it. Besides, if you buy so much, it won't be convenient for us to carry it back."
My legs are getting thinner. Chu Heng looked at the woman in front of him with a headache and tried to dissuade Lou Xiaoe again. He had already found many reasons to try to stop her, but in the end she would dismiss her with a few words.
"Yeah? Is that much?" Lou Xiao'e looked back after hearing this, and even she was a little surprised to see that she had bought so many things without knowing it.
Looking at the three people who were almost human-shaped shelves, she rolled her eyes a few times, smiled and handed the car keys to her, saying: "What about that, Ah Hao, Han Fan, you guys put your things back in the car first."< br>
“No, you still want to buy it?” Chu Hengsheng said helplessly: "You might as well empty out the store!"
"Oh, just pick two more clothes for the old lady." Lou Xiao'e walked forward with a smile, took off Chu Heng's things and hung them on Cen Hao and Han Fan pulled him away.
Not long after, the two came to a counter selling records.
Chu Heng looked at the stacks of black records on the counter and looked at Lou Xiaoe in surprise: "I said, Sister Xiaoe, what do you mean by this?"
"Hmm..." Lou Xiao'e looked at the records with a look of reminiscence on her face, as if she had returned to the scene where the deaf old lady and Silly Zhu were enjoying music together in the courtyard.
A sweet smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and then she turned back to Chu Heng and said, "Hengzi, I want to ask you something."
"Say." Chu Heng was confused. Looking at her.
"I want to buy something for Silly Zhu, but you can't tell him that I bought it, okay?" Lou Xiao'e prayed.
Chu Heng was amused when he heard this: "What? Still can't let him go?"
"If I could let him go so easily, I would be so heartless." A trace of bitterness appeared on Lou Xiao'e's delicately made-up face: "I deceived him and failed him, so now I want to Do something for him to alleviate the guilt of your conscience. Please help me. I beg you.”
“Hey, you can’t say that. It’s just fate. No one is sorry. Whose?" Chu Heng Looking at the miserable mandarin duck with regret, he comforted: "Besides, even if you were really sorry for him before, now you would rather be stabbed in the spine and given a bad reputation for being unruly than a woman, yet you still insist on giving him life." Did you have a son? This emotional debt has been wiped out."
"Huh? You...you...how did you know that this child is Silly Zhu's?" Lou Xiao'e looked up in surprise. .
Chu Heng rolled his eyes and said: "Do you really think that others don't know about you and Silly Zhu sleeping under the covers? Let's count the days of your departure and the days of giving birth. You can even guess with your toes. Whose is it?”
“It’s you!” Lou Xiaoe felt embarrassed in his chest. He punched his mouth and immediately warned: "I'm telling you, you must never tell Si Zhu about this. With his temperament, if he really knows that he has a son outside, he will have to worry about getting sick." "Hey, he is indeed my pillowmate. You really understand him." Chu Heng said with a wink.
"Go away!"
Lou Xiao'e pushed him away angrily, walked to the counter, selected a few symphony records, paid the money and handed them to Chu Heng: "Take it, When you get back, tell me you sold it. "
"Oh, it's quite artistic. My old lover gave me either clothes or a watch. It's good for you, and you also gave me a record." Chu Heng said. He took the bag with a sigh.
“You know nothing!”
Lou Xiao'e turned around and walked away, her plump buttocks twisting and turning, attracting many male compatriots to look at her sideways.
“No, what else are you buying?” Chu Heng hurriedly chased after him.
"I'm buying him a watch. He really likes watches." Lou Xiao'e stood in front of the Citizen counter, holding a diamond watch with a high price tag and looking at it repeatedly, with a sweet look on her face. She looks like a licking dog.
“Stop!”
Chu Heng hurriedly grabbed the watch and put it back, and said angrily to her: “Can you use your brain? Brother Zhuzhu is neither my son nor my grandson. Yes, it would be nice if I could buy him a few records, but also give him a watch? Am I crazy or what?”
After his reminder, Lou Xiao'e also realized that something was wrong and could only leave the counter in disappointment. However, the woman was still unwilling to give in. She turned around and went to the place where she bought lighters. She spent more than 300 yuan and bought one that looked like a lighter. Only the plain silver and diamond-encrusted lighters will be fine.
Then she bought some clothes for the deaf old lady and Ni Yinghong under the glare of Chu Heng, and then she ended the shopping trip with satisfaction. Then she waved her hand and took it with her They went to a nearby high-end restaurant and continued to spend money.
......
On a sunny morning, a young man with a slightly green face came downstairs of the Mandarin Hotel.
He looked up at the luxurious front of the hotel, his clear eyes filled with stupidity.
The young man’s name is Ban An San, and he lives in Saigon. He is a new breed of leek who has just graduated from high school. The reason why he came all the way here is to participate in an interview.
After stopping downstairs for a while, the young man who was participating in the interview for the first time took a deep breath nervously, straightened out the obviously too big suit he borrowed from his neighbor, and then left with anxiety. Enter the hotel.
"Hello, sir, how can I serve you?"
As soon as Fang entered the lobby, a waiter came up to him with a very friendly smile on his face.
"Well, I'm here for an interview with Mr. Chu." Ban Anshan smiled a little reservedly. Standing in this magnificent lobby, he always felt that he, a poor man who came out of a squatter house, was out of place. .
"Ah, Mr. Chu, please come with me."
As soon as the waiter heard his intention, the expression on his face became more friendly. He eagerly waited for him to come to the elevator and personally brought him to the elevator. We were sent to a business room on the 21st floor.
In the room, Chu Heng sat elegantly behind a desk, wearing a designer suit and flat gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Although the smile on his face was bright, there was a hint of coldness. , although he hasn't done anything yet, there seems to be an invisible aura radiating outward from him, which makes people feel a little depressed.