No one can afford the strongest system in the city

Who would have thought that before he could speak, he was stopped by the waiter.

"Sir, these shoes are twelve thousand!"

The waiter's eyes were full of contempt, and he immediately stood in front of Ling Han, afraid that Ling Han would touch the shoes.

Ling Han was stunned for a moment, he was really not interested in the price of this pair of shoes.

After all, Wang Mengqiang is a shoe king, and he will keep popularizing science about the price of shoes every day.

This pair of shoes, Ling Han, had also heard from Wang Mengqiang that they seemed to be some kind of co-branded shoes, not to mention the high price, and it was still hard to determine.

Ling Han looked intently at the shoes in the waiter's hand, paused, and said again: "I want these shoes."

"Sir, as I said just now, this pair of shoes is [-] thousand?"

After the waiter finished speaking, he still gave Ling Han a big roll of his eyes.

The reason why the waiter called Mr. Ling Han is also unreasonable, because their shop has regulations. When customers come, they must use their honorific titles, otherwise their wages will be deducted.

Since Ling Han came in, all the waiters have never given Ling Han a good face.

Everyone can guess that Ling Han is a poor student just by looking at his clothes.

In their eyes, such poor students have no spending power.

The cheapest shoes in the store cost tens of thousands of dollars.

A poor boy like Ling Han couldn't afford it.

For some reason, at this moment, Ling Han felt extremely uncomfortable.

He cursed secretly in his heart: "Damn it, I have hundreds of billions, so why would I care about a few thousand? Isn't it just buying a pair of shoes? It also depends on the faces of these people."

After all, this is a high-end place, even though Ling Han was angry, he still suppressed the anger in his heart, and looked at the waiter with a smile.

"It stands to reason that you shouldn't emphasize the price twice, you should ask me the size I want, right?"

Ling Han asked the waiter back, the moment his words came out, the waiter was instantly amused.

"Sir, with all due respect, in your situation, what we care most about is not the size, but whether you can accept the price."

"Price? Isn't it just [-]? Is it expensive? Find me a pair of [-] and wrap it up!"

Ling Han can't get used to this kind of people the most, they only look at clothes, not the connotation of people, let alone open their eyes to see, in fact Ling Han is the real rich man.

What made Ling Han most angry was that he had already selected this pair of shoes and reported the size, but the waiter ignored him the whole time, which made him very angry.

He glared sharply and looked at the waiter. This time, he raised the decibel and said loudly, "I want this pair of shoes. I want a size [-]. Wrap them up for me."

This time, Ling Han was furious, and he shouted angrily.

Although the waiters said they didn't want to pay attention to Ling Han, in their eyes, Ling Han was just a poor guy.

Naturally, they would not take such poor people seriously.

It is well known that the poor like sneakers, but their purchasing power is really limited.

There are even some poor dicks who don't even have the money to buy imitation versions.

Seeing this, several people couldn't help but smile knowingly, and the last new employee was sent to receive in front of Ling Han.

She first raised her eyes to look at Ling Han, and when she saw his clothes, she also had a look of disdain.

But she still showed a polite smile: "Sir, I'm sorry, this shoe does not have a size 42, or you can go to another store to see?"

After the new employee finished speaking, the old employees behind them immediately covered their mouths and snickered. They looked at me and I looked at you, and they laughed so happily.

Their laughter was especially piercing.