Chapter 1203 He Must Not Be a Rich Person

Therefore, wearing this kind of pure black skirt not only does not look old-fashioned, but also noble and cold-eyed, like a person standing in the clouds.

Huang Yan's skin is dark and yellowish, so I'm afraid this dress may not be suitable for her.

"I don't think it's suitable for you. Why don't you look at other stores?"

Huang Yan originally liked the skirt on her hand, but when she said this, she felt like her interest was dampened. She felt that Xie Ziyu was deliberately questioning her aesthetics.

Of course, she actually suspected that Xie Ziyu was deliberately so sad because she couldn't afford it.

"Really? But the store clerk and I both think this dress is very good, and it only costs more than 300,000 yuan."

From the moment Xie Ziyu entered the door, the shopping guide automatically ignored her.

As a result, just when he was about to make a deal, this woman actually stepped in! The female shopping guide glanced at her with some disdain and found that she looked ordinary from beginning to end, and her face was also very unfamiliar.

He must not be a rich man!

This kind of woman has the nerve to stop them from making money, who do you think she is?

"Look at that woman, what is she wearing? Is it cheap stuff? She can't afford it and she's making fun of her friends. It's disgusting."

"It's just that if you can't afford it, you still have the nerve to hang around our store."

The two women laughed lowly on the side, and their eyes glanced over with scorn from time to time.

Although the sound was not loud, it was just enough for her to hear clearly.

Huang Yan had no intention of helping her out and pretended to look at the skirt.

Xie Ziyu frowned, feeling that the quality of these women was extremely low. They looked like arrogant aunts who were only in their thirties.

However, she doesn't want to be like those unqualified people.

Forget it, she wants to buy it or not.

The phone suddenly vibrated in her pocket, and she picked it up: "Hello?"

It seemed to be Lu Jinye. She walked over to the side and said, "What do you want from me?"

"Didn't we make an appointment to have dinner together at noon? Where are you now?" Lu Jinye was at home at the moment, and he had just been kicked out of He Li.

Xie Ziyu then remembered that he had an appointment with Lu Jinye to have dinner together, so the time spent with Huang Yan was somewhat conflicting.

However, something unpleasant happened just now, and Xie Ziyu was not in the mood to continue shopping with her.

"Okay, I'm here in Times Square now. Can you come pick me up at twelve o'clock?"

Her voice was low, not girlish but soft.

"Okay, I'll pick you up in a minute."

"good."

Xie Ziyu hung up the phone after saying that. Huang Yan had already swiped the card and packed the clothes: "Ziyu, do you have a dress you like? Can I pay the bill together today?"

She looked very generous, but Xie Ziyu couldn't tell where she felt uncomfortable and shook her head: "Thank you, Xiaoyan, I don't need it."

Huang Yan seems to still be as satisfied with her job as she was when she just graduated. She now earns one million per month, and with benefits, her annual income is almost tens of millions.

She can still afford a dress costing 300,000 yuan.

Only then did Xie Ziyu feel that something was wrong with this friend, it seemed... very unfriendly.

Xie Ziyu was a little disappointed at that moment. Although she hadn't seen him for many years, Huang Yan didn't seem like the person she knew anymore.

The shopping guide next to him packed the clothes and started talking again: "Mrs. Huang, some people are like mud on the wall and can't be lifted up. Why should you?"

"That's right."

Huang Yan didn't say anything to help Xie Ziyu, but she clearly enjoyed the shopping guide's favor.

"Is this how you do business?"

Even if you talk about quality, you can't let people look at you like a soft persimmon, right?