Chapter 62 The Treatment of the Rich

Seeing that it was still early, Shi Lei simply didn't call for a car, and walked a few steps to the nearby big shopping mall.

The first floor of the shopping mall is basically full of luxury brands. According to the previous plan, Shi Lei walked directly into the Armani brand store.

Although they are only wearing the most ordinary clothes, the salespersons in this high-end brand store do not have the legendary temperament of looking down on people. Although they are not particularly enthusiastic, they still greet them with smiling faces.

There is only a little over 90,000 left in the quota, Shi Lei knows that in this kind of store, he can't be too pretentious, and he has to save some money to invite the three ancestors to have a happy evening.

So Shi Lei said: "Help me choose a suit, something more casual, and a shirt. You can match it with me, and give me a pair of low-key leather shoes."

The salesperson asked politely, "What are your requirements for the color, sir?"

"Don't be too fancy, let's keep a low profile overall. It's better not to let people see your brand at a glance."

The salesperson nodded. Although most people buy luxury goods to show off, the real rich people don't have such a need. They just don't want to waste time in those low-end stores. After all, luxury goods still have quality. Safe enough.

He helped Shi Lei choose a dark brown casual suit, the shirt was just plain white, and the leather shoes were ready. The salesperson said to Shi Lei, "Sir, do you want to match you with a pair of trousers of the same style? Jeans and leather shoes are always the same. Some don't quite fit."

Shi Lei nodded and said, "Let's try it first!"

After the salesperson found the trousers, Shi Lei walked into the fitting room with them, and quickly changed into a brand new outfit and came out.

When he walked in before, the salesperson only thought that Shi Lei looked good, but the ordinary clothes were really cheap. Now with a full set of Armani, there is a feeling of a person relying on clothes and a horse on a saddle, and the whole person seems to be energetic, and the appearance that can only be regarded as upper-middle-level suddenly adds a lot of points, and it is quite a little fresh. Feel.

"Oh, sir, this outfit really fits you perfectly." The salesperson sized Shi Lei up and down with a woman's eyes, Shi Lei looked at himself in the mirror, and felt that this was simply a top-notch handsome guy, so he couldn't help but nodded slightly .

I saw the price tag in the dressing room, the suit was over 10,000, the trousers were over 6,000, the leather shoes were 9,000, and the shirt was 3,000, which was less than 30,000.

"Okay, let's make a ticket." Shi Lei turned around in front of the mirror, feeling more and more handsome, thinking that if I was a woman, I would definitely fall in love with myself, even if I am not a woman, I still want to bend over. The feeling of finality.

Although the salespersons of this kind of store have long been accustomed to the price of thousands of dollars for any piece of clothing, and the price of tens of thousands of dollars for a coat, it is rare for Shi Lei to buy it so readily. Especially when Shi Lei took out the card with a casual and breezy feeling, it became more and more obvious that he didn't care about the mere 30,000 yuan. The salesperson sighed in his heart, this is the rich man, and he obviously didn't plan to take it off. People buy luxury goods for comparison, but this handsome guy seems to be necessary for life, the meaning here is completely different.

The salesperson quickly opened the list, and seeing Shi Lei's movement to lift his trousers, the salesperson said again: "Sir, do you want to pick another belt? After all, branded clothes are not like custom-made dresses. They can't be so suitable for every place. I think Your waist seems a little loose."

Shi Lei thought about it, so he said: "Get a simple one, don't want the one with a big logo on the front, it's too heavy, and the trousers will fall down even if they fit well."

The salesperson covered his mouth and smiled, and quickly picked out a simple belt for Shi Lei. Good guy, it's more than 6,000, and the turnover exceeded 35,000 in the blink of an eye.

After the ticket was issued, Shi Lei also swiped his card, and the salesperson said caringly, "Sir, are you planning to wear this dress and leave?"

Shi Lei nodded, and the salesperson immediately said, "Let me cut off the labels for you."

Shi Lei vaguely recalled that famous brand clothes had to be cut off the label, otherwise people would definitely laugh at him, not cutting off the label is the way the boss of the local turtle coal wears, for fear that others will not know what brand of clothes he is wearing.

Nodding slightly reservedly, Shi Lei said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

The salesperson smiled like a flower, and said: "No trouble!" Then he walked behind Shi Lei considerately, raised his hand, first helped him cut off the label on the sleeve, and then said: "Sir, put the shirt up Lift it up, there is a tag on the trousers."

After taking off the tag on the trousers, the salesperson skillfully stood on tiptoe and helped Shi Lei cut off the tag on the collar of the suit.

But the label on the collar of the shirt is a bit more difficult. Although it cannot be seen from the outside, the bar is on the back of the neck, which will affect the comfort of wearing. The salesperson is also well-informed, of course she is not ignorant of this.

Shi Lei's height is not too high, but the salesperson is not too tall, even if he is wearing high heels and standing on tiptoe, he is a bit cramped.

Inevitably getting closer, the salesperson's towering chest was pressed against Shi Lei's back, she didn't care about it, but Shi Lei suddenly felt something pressing on his back, almost instantly, Shi Lei realized this what is it. As a first-time brother, his face turned red immediately, and a certain part of his body immediately became a little restless.

Maybe it's because the shirt's label is really not easy to cut, the salesperson rubbed against Shi Lei's back, Shi Lei only felt a little dry, and some scenes that only appeared in island country action movies inevitably appeared in his mind.

"This is the kind of push, it's almost unbearable through the clothes, if this is stripped..." Shi Lei didn't dare to continue thinking.

It took a full five minutes for the salesperson to finally cut the label on the shirt. Shi Lei's eyes were already blurred, and he felt like he had done a Thai-style horse slaughter. Although it was very refreshing, when the salesperson left, he immediately felt There was a sense of loss.

Especially a certain part of the body has long been like iron, Shi Lei lowered his head slightly, and saw an indecent bulge, he quickly shrunk his buttocks back, bent his waist as much as possible, stuffed his hands into his pockets, and pressed that thing.

The salesperson didn't seem to notice it, but when Shi Lei saw her bowing to him at the end, he was obviously a little flirtatious, and he didn't know if it was true, or if his physical impulse caused Shi Lei to hallucinate.

"Welcome to visit next time." The salesperson said politely.

Shi Lei nodded in a panic, turned around and ran away, the salesperson felt a little puzzled, it wasn't until Shi Lei disappeared in that half-bending way that she finally realized something.

In an instant, the salesperson was also blushing, and secretly blamed himself: "Oh, he wouldn't mistake me for seducing him, would he?" But after thinking about it, it was a small piece of fresh meat, and I really didn't suffer too much. Just now when she was sticking to Shi Lei's back, the salesperson blushed and murmured to himself in a low voice: "It would be nice if we could really hook up, but it's a pity..."

Shi Lei had already got into the toilet at this moment, and finally calmed down after a long while, thinking that it's no wonder rich people buy luxury goods, so there are such benefits.

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There is no doubt that he thought too much!

It's time to go to work and school tomorrow, and the holidays pass quickly. Nothing to say, just tears. No, this has nothing to do with me, and I don't have a holiday or not. Oh oh, then I'm balanced. Give me a few votes of recommendation for my wit. yeah!