No one can afford the strongest system in the city

Ling Han was very angry, and he took another pair of shoes. Although this pair of shoes is not as good as the black and white one, but the style is also Sun Jiacheng's favorite.

Since the last one didn't have 42, he will just buy this one.

He just lifted up the shoes, the staff stepped forward, grabbed them immediately, and said again: "Sorry, this one doesn't have a size 42 either."

Ling Han pointed to a pair of limited editions in the store, not to mention, this one is really good-looking, even Ling Han will be moved when he sees it.

Moreover, it was Wang Mengqiang's favorite style, Ling Han wanted to give Wang Mengqiang shoes a long time ago, he might as well choose another day, and he happened to be in the store, so he might as well choose a pair for Qiangzi.

"I like these shoes too. Give me a pair of 42 and a pair of size 44."

As soon as Ling Han uttered his words, the waiter immediately refuted without even thinking about it.

"Sorry, there is no 42 in this pair, let alone 44."

It's strange to say that none of the shoes Ling Han likes has a size.

No one pair, no two pairs, no triple pairs.

The strange thing is that none of the shoes he likes are the size he needs.

Thinking of this, he became even more angry.

With all the facts in front of them, it seemed obvious that they thought Ling Han couldn't afford shoes, so they would say no to the size he said.

These women are so scheming.

Coincidentally, at this moment, a beautiful young lady walked in, and she caught sight of the pair of black and white sneakers that Ling Han was looking for.

She took a look at the shoes and decided to take them off.

"Help me get a pair of [-]'s!"

Later, she came to the front desk to swipe her card, and the waiter happily helped her get a pair of size 42.

Seeing this, Ling Han already understood everything, the anger in his heart burned again, and he could no longer restrain the anger in his heart.

"Waiter, didn't you just say that? There is no size 42 for these shoes? Why do other people have them?"

Ling Han's voice was a little louder, coupled with some anger, the tone of his speech was even more displeased.

The waiter immediately stepped forward to stop it.

An old employee walked over, and she had a sign on her chest that said store manager.

"Sir, we have always given you face. It's good if we didn't drive you away. You can't afford shoes. You can drink drinks in our store, use the air conditioner, and feast your eyes. You'd better not make trouble in the store. .”

The store manager almost gritted his teeth, and there was a threat in his words.

Ling Han really couldn't figure out how such a person was chosen as the store manager.

Shouldn't a sneaker store of such a big brand use better-quality staff?
Ling Han looked at this person without changing his face, and said loudly again: "This pair, this pair, and this pair. In addition, the pair at your door, sizes 42 and 44, all wrapped up for me."

Ling Han is not an impulsive buyer, after all these shoes are given to good buddies, he wants to give a few more pairs.

However, the attitude of the waiter really made him angry.

After listening to the store manager, not only was there no excitement, after all, the sum of these pairs of shoes was already 10,000+, and very few customers would buy 10,000+ shoes at one time.

Such a big business can only be encountered once a month.

The store manager smiled slightly, with a hint of disdain coming out of his nose.

Of course she would not believe that Ling Han would have the money to buy such expensive shoes.

After all, Ling Han was dressed in rags, when he came in just now, he stared at the shoes for a while, acting like a fool.

Just now everyone was laughing at him, no one stepped forward to receive him.