Chapter 363 Chinese Nobles
Since the day Yanshi was founded, Song Jiang has been receiving deduction information and text messages about binding black cards, and he spends a lot of money almost every day.
[Pay 12 million yuan to Hongfeng Trading Bank]
[Pay 50,000 yuan to Mark Barton]
[Pay 10,890 yuan to Harvest Airlines]
[Pay to...]
From not being used to it at the beginning, to looking normal later, until Song Jiang sent a message to Li Lingyan to ask about the progress.
The other party took a photo.
The European-style spire building stands on the fountain in the middle, Cupid is peeing, and next to him is a blonde couple leaning against each other and smiling sweetly.
Obviously this is not in China.
"Abroad? Do you need help?"
A simple inquiry made Li Lingyan, who was expecting the other party's reaction, curl her lips.
"Aren't you afraid that I'll run away with the money?"
"No, I have Gong Xijin."
"You'll be cheated if you trust people so much."
"Then Sister Yan, don't cheat me.嘤嘤嘤.jpg"
The soft crying emoji, Li Lingyan's mouth twitched, but her eyebrows couldn't help but relax.
"I'm going to get points, don't lose stars when I come back."
"Good boy.JPG"
After sending the last emoji, Song Jiang breathed a sigh of relief.
Don't worry, Sister Yan!
When you come back, you can see me, 100 stars!
And just when Song Jiang was actively losing points, Li Lingyan, who was fighting outside, had a sapphire-studded diamond necklace around her neck and rare pink conch pearls hanging from her ears.
Outside, the personality is given by oneself.
Li Lingyan picked up the champagne on the waiter's chopping board and shook it slightly. She sat lazily on the sofa, and her crossed thighs revealed a slender arc.
The red-soled high heels tapped lightly on the valuable stalls.
This is a fairly entry-level social banquet.
168,800.
398,500.
1,698,520.
The value keeps beating, and it is calculated quickly in the mind.
Tops, pants, watches, custom-made, dressing style——
"Hello, I don't seem to have seen you before?"
The blond young man with a bit of sparrow-like hair looked curiously at the Chinese woman sitting on the sofa. He has attended many parties, but it seems that he has seen this face for the first time.
There is a special exotic style.
870,000.
Li Lingyan laughed, "This is not a place for minors."
"I'm 19 years old, ma'am." The freckled blond boy was a little dissatisfied, "Look, he's younger than me!"
"Don't believe everything you see easily, for example" Li Lingyan stood up coolly, waved to the waiter not far away, and picked up a glass of orange juice without hesitation, a blond boy.
"You should drink this, baby."
The blond young man's face suddenly flushed, with indescribable anger and a hint of subtle emotion, "I don't drink this stuff!"
Li Lingyan smiled, "Okay, then I'll give it to the next baby."
"No!"
"Why no?"
He couldn't speak for a moment, and could only spit out a sentence stiffly, "You have already given it to me!"
"Not now." Li Lingyan suddenly picked up the orange juice and drank it. As the triangular glass was empty, she showed it provocatively, "Now it belongs to me."
"You!"
Osvid's face flushed. It was the first time he met such a wild woman, and the elegant and proper Eagle country woman, she was simply a hooligan!
Despite this, until Li Lingyan lifted her skirt and walked towards the next target, his eyes still lingered on her back.
This new Chinese woman received a lot of attention at the scene. Whether it was the skin color or the completely different tone, she blatantly declared her presence.
"Chinese people are always quiet, but she is not?"
"What's her name?"
"Yan, from an old Chinese family. It is said that her father prepared a fund worth 50 million US dollars when she was 7 years old. She just inherited the money last week."
"Oh~ lucky guy." The young American lady said with envy. She didn't have such a good family background. All her wealth depended on her husband's assets.
A three-hour banquet, when it was over, everyone had a new understanding of this rich lady who was said to be from China.
Cheerful, free and easy, and beautiful were their first impressions.
After finishing the tiring social life, Li Lingyan took the hotel's special car and returned to the reserved five-star hotel.
"Dear Li, do you need any help?"
The conscientious hotel waiter asked softly.
"Send my dinner to the room" Li Lingyan paused, "By the way, I want a pair of chopsticks!" The green banknote was clamped by the exquisite nail art. The waiter was stunned for a moment and opened his eyes wide with some surprise.
"Thank you for your generosity."
Li Lingyan smiled slightly, and as the elevator door closed, only the waiter outside the door was left with a surprise and put $100 into his pocket.
Tip is the norm in the United States.
But a $100 tip is rare.
Day 2, day 3, day 4-
Li Lingyan mixed into the local upper class at the fastest speed, and under the tip offensive.
The hotel waiter accurately identified Li Lingyan's identity as a rich person, and when the other party accidentally said that she didn't know where the local luxury stores were.
"Phyllis, I have good news for you. A Chinese noble is staying here. She is going to play here for a few days. I guarantee she is definitely a VVIP!"
"Oh my god, you don't even know that you can get a $100 tip just by carrying her bag."
As the waiters of the five-star hotel began to contact internal members, they served the guests staying in the hotel and also provided information to the local luxury brand stores.
Luxury stores learned about the news of the rich through the hotel's spies and provided exclusive services.
And now-
class privileges are officially launched!
When Li Lingyan opened the door and looked at the sweet-smiling Armani saleswoman with a whole row of clothes and two models, she was really stunned for a moment.
Fortunately, the other party quickly explained the intention of the door.
"This is a new style of this season. Do you need to take a look?"
"Come in."
With just two simple words, a whole row of clothes was pushed to the wall, and the tall models wore clothes, showing the clothes on their bodies in all aspects.
And Li Lingyan only needs to sit on the sofa and choose the style she likes. The saleswoman next to her even speaks Chinese.
Half an hour later, three dresses were chosen and kept.
The Armani salesgirl, who spoke fluent Chinese, took the initiative to ask to add her as a Twitter friend and explained that if needed, she could be called for door-to-door service at any time.
"Click."
The solid wood door was closed, and Li Lingyan could no longer maintain her upright posture and lay down on the sofa.
The daily schedule was too tiring, socializing, smiling, and building a persona.
And -
She turned her head to look at the clothes placed on the sofa. This is the so-called life of the wealthy class - it's really charming.
"This is the life I should live!!"
She cursed and collapsed again. From now on, her understanding of being rich began to be concrete.
I need to understand them and conquer them.
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