Demonic Cultivation in a Mountain Village

Provincial capital, Xinhua Mall.

Zhang Meiyu walked slightly forward half a step and introduced to Fang Lin: "Boss, this is an internationally renowned brand. This brand's men's clothing is low-key and restrained, creating a casual business style."

Fang Lin nodded without paying attention and said, "Then let's go in and have a look."

On the way to the provincial capital, Zhang Meiyu had decided to resign from the Wei Group and work with Fang Lin from now on. Therefore, the title was also changed from Lin Shao to Boss.

Fang Lin didn't care about any of this and could call her whatever she wanted.

The clothes he wore when going out this time were Su Xiaomeng's father's home clothes. Zhang Meiyu carefully raised it on the road and asked Fang Lin if he wanted to buy some appropriate clothes. .??.

After all, the rough stone trade fair they were going to attend this time was larger than the last time. It was one of the few large-scale trade fairs in the entire Handong Province, so Zhang Meiyu always felt that it was not good for Fang Lin to dress too casually.

Fang Lin did not reject Zhang Meiyu's proposal, because Zhang Meiyu had already begun to assume the role of his personal assistant.

The two walked into the men's clothing store, and a handsome waiter greeted them with a smile: "Sir, what do you need?"

Fang Lin kept walking, browsing among the many clothes, and casually replied: "Just take a look."

Zhang Meiyu pointed to a striped POLO shirt and said, "Boss, what do you think of this?"

Fang Lin looked at it and said, "It's not bad."

He came to the clothes, touched them, and felt that the material was very cool. Then he opened the tag and took a look. When he saw the price on the tag, he couldn't help but say, "Is it so expensive?"

Although Fang Lin has a net worth of tens of millions now, he has always worn street clothes. Even when he joined the army or performed missions, he would wear clothes worth hundreds of yuan.

The short-sleeved T-shirt in front of him cost more than 8,000 yuan, which simply subverted his imagination.

The waiter who had greeted him with a smile immediately darkened his face, sneered and took the clothes away from Fang Lin's hands, and said angrily: "If you don't have money to buy it, don't touch it. If it gets dirty, it's yours or mine!"

Zhang Meiyu raised her eyebrows at the side and asked, "Why are you talking? We are here to buy clothes, and we can't even touch the clothes?"

The waiter rolled his eyes and sneered: "Come on, you are obviously a poor guy, but you still buy clothes. Can you afford it?"

Zhang Meiyu laughed angrily. This was the first time she saw such a top-notch waiter!

Seeing that she was going to argue with the waiter, Fang Lin waved his hand and said: "Forget it, don't be the same as her. Let's go to other stores to look at it. The clothes here are indeed a bit expensive."

Zhang Meiyu nodded angrily. Now that Fang Lin had said it, she was too lazy to get to know this kind of person. At the same time, she admired Fang Lin's tolerance in her heart.

At this moment, a man and woman walked in outside the door. They both looked to be in their early twenties, but they were well-dressed and seemed to be in good condition.

The man recognized Fang Lin at a glance and said with a smile: "Who am I talking about? He was disliked by a girl selling goods. It turns out to be Fang Lin!"

"You said that as a rural person, you can just go to cheap stores to buy clothes. If you have to go to such a luxury store, don't you really feel uncomfortable?"

The female companion next to him adjusted her sunglasses and said exaggeratedly: "No, Brother Tao, do you even know this kind of person? Look at his whole body

The clothes on top and bottom probably don’t add up to more than 200 yuan! "

Fang Lin looked at this person, frowned, and then thought about it.

Qian Tao, his middle school classmate, was the type who sat in the front row when he was in school, studied very hard, but was often bullied.

Speaking of which, Qian Tao and Fang Lin were roommates for one semester. But Fang Lin didn't feel any joy at all about meeting an old acquaintance.

Fang Lin was not so shameless as to make fun of his classmates as soon as they met, so he rushed to reminisce about old times.

With just a faint nod, Fang Lin planned to leave with Zhang Meiyu.

"Hey, you didn't recognize me, did you?" Qian Tao reluctantly stopped in front of Fang Lin and said, "How come we are also classmates and we didn't even say hello when we met?"

"Hello." Fang Lin greeted, as perfunctory as he wanted.

Qian Tao sneered and said: "Okay, for the sake of your classmates, you can choose which clothes you want to buy. I'll pay for it and treat it as a gift to you."

"Brother Tao, you are so generous. If I were a poor classmate like me, who is worth as much as 2,580,000 yuan, I wouldn't even bother to take a look." Qian Tao's female companion was chattering on the side.

Fang Lin frowned, already feeling very unhappy, but he still managed not to get angry: "No, the clothes here don't suit me. I'll go to other stores."

Seeing that he was really going to leave, Qian Tao became angry and raised his voice so that half of the people in the mall could hear: "Don't be so shameless. I only give you clothes if I think highly of you! If you leave this door , that’s a slap in my face! You should consider the consequences yourself!”

Fang Lin turned his head and looked at Qian Tao, with deep disappointment in his eyes.

Zhang Meiyu clenched her pink fists at the side. She really didn't know why Fang Lin could bear it so much. If Wei Tingxuan had encountered this kind of thing, he would have slapped him with a big ear scraper until he couldn't get up.

"Okay, then I'll pick one. Just that one!" Fang Lin pointed at the most expensive coat in the store, with a price tag of more than 280,000.

The waiter's face immediately lit up, he took off his clothes with a smile, and said: "You are a country bumpkin, although you are a little poor, but you have good taste. This dress is the new autumn dress in our store!"

Qian Tao's face turned green. He originally thought that if Fang Lin died, he would choose a T-shirt worth several thousand yuan, but he never expected that Fang Lin would choose a piece of clothing worth more than 200,000 yuan!

He just wanted to show off in front of his new girlfriend and old classmates. He spent more than 200,000 to pretend to be cool. He asked himself that he was not that cool!

"Choose something so expensive? Are you kidding me?" Qian Tao's cheeks twitched and he looked at Fang Lin with squinted eyes. He always felt that Fang Lin did it on purpose.

This time Zhang Meiyu smiled first: "Sir, you are really interesting. You clearly said you would buy a dress for my boss, but it's not okay if you don't buy it. Now my boss has chosen one, and you think it's expensive again. It's you who is doing it." Funny?"

Zhang Meiyu is a middle-level employee of the Wei Group. She has seen many big scenes, and her every move exudes confidence.

Seeing her calling Fang Lin boss, Qian Tao's heart skipped a beat, but he refused to admit defeat and said: "I gave him the clothes because of my friendship with classmates, but he used me as a bastard. Then I won’t be happy.”

Having said this, he looked at Fang Lin and said sarcastically: "Even if you wear clothes worth several thousand yuan, you are already a beggar wearing a dragon robe."

"A piece of clothing worth more than 200,000 yuan, are you worthy of wearing it?" Xinhua Shopping Mall in the provincial capital.

Zhang Meiyu walked slightly forward half a step and introduced to Fang Lin: "Boss, this is an internationally renowned brand. This brand's men's clothing is low-key and restrained, creating a casual business style."

Fang Lin nodded without paying attention and said, "Then let's go in and have a look."

On the way to the provincial capital, Zhang Meiyu had decided to resign from the Wei Group and work with Fang Lin from now on. Therefore, the title was also changed from Lin Shao to Boss.

Fang Lin didn't care about any of this and could call her whatever she wanted.

The clothes he wore when going out this time were Su Xiaomeng's father's home clothes. Zhang Meiyu carefully raised it on the road and asked Fang Lin if he wanted to buy some appropriate clothes.

After all, the rough stone trade fair they were going to attend this time was larger than the last time. It was one of the few large-scale trade fairs in the entire Handong Province, so Zhang Meiyu always felt that it was not good for Fang Lin to dress too casually.

Fang Lin did not reject Zhang Meiyu's proposal, because Zhang Meiyu had already begun to assume the role of his personal assistant.

The two walked into the men's clothing store, and a handsome waiter greeted them with a smile: "Sir, what do you need?"

Fang Lin kept walking, browsing among the many clothes, and casually replied: "Just take a look."

Zhang Meiyu pointed to a striped POLO shirt and said, "Boss, what do you think of this?"

Fang Lin looked at it and said, "It's not bad."

He came to the clothes, touched them, and felt that the material was very cool. Then he opened the tag and took a look. When he saw the price on the tag, he couldn't help but say, "Is it so expensive?"

Although Fang Lin has a net worth of tens of millions now, he has always worn street clothes. Even when he joined the army or performed missions, he would wear clothes worth hundreds of yuan.

The short-sleeved T-shirt in front of him cost more than 8,000 yuan, which simply subverted his imagination.

The waiter who had greeted him with a smile immediately darkened his face, sneered and took the clothes away from Fang Lin's hands, and said angrily: "If you don't have money to buy it, don't touch it. If it gets dirty, it's yours or mine!"

Zhang Meiyu raised her eyebrows at the side and asked, "Why are you talking? We are here to buy clothes, and we can't even touch the clothes?"

The waiter rolled his eyes and sneered: "Come on, you are obviously a poor guy, but you still buy clothes. Can you afford it?"

Zhang Meiyu laughed angrily. This was the first time she saw such a top-notch waiter!

Seeing that she was going to argue with the waiter, Fang Lin waved his hand and said: "Forget it, don't be the same as her. Let's go to other stores to have a look. The clothes here are indeed a bit expensive."

Zhang Meiyu nodded angrily. Now that Fang Lin had said it, she was too lazy to get to know this kind of person. At the same time, she admired Fang Lin's tolerance in her heart.

At this moment, a man and woman walked in outside the door. They both looked to be in their early twenties, but they were well-dressed and seemed to be in good condition.

The man recognized Fang Lin at a glance and said with a smile: "Who am I talking about? He was disliked by a girl selling goods. It turns out to be Fang Lin!"

"You said that as a rural person, you can just go to cheap stores to buy clothes. If you have to go to such a luxury store, don't you really feel uncomfortable?"

The female companion next to him adjusted her sunglasses and said exaggeratedly: "No, Brother Tao, do you even know this kind of person? Look at his whole body

The clothes on top and bottom probably don’t add up to more than 200 yuan! "

Fang Lin looked at this person, frowned, and then thought about it.

Qian Tao, his middle school classmate, was the type who sat in the front row when he was in school, studied very hard, but was often bullied.

Speaking of which, Qian Tao and Fang Lin were roommates for one semester. But Fang Lin didn't feel any joy at all about meeting an old acquaintance.

Fang Lin was not so shameless as to make fun of his classmates as soon as they met, so he rushed to reminisce about old times.

With just a faint nod, Fang Lin planned to leave with Zhang Meiyu.

"Hey, you didn't recognize me, did you?" Qian Tao reluctantly stopped in front of Fang Lin and said, "How come we are also classmates and we didn't even say hello when we met?"

"Hello." Fang Lin greeted, as perfunctory as he wanted.

Qian Tao sneered and said, "Okay, for the sake of your classmates, you can choose which dress you want to buy. I'll pay for it and treat it as a gift to you."

"Brother Tao, you are so generous. If I were a poor classmate like me, who is worth as much as 2,580,000 yuan, I wouldn't even bother to take a look." Qian Tao's female companion was chattering on the side.

Fang Lin frowned, already feeling very unhappy, but he still managed not to get angry: "No, the clothes here don't suit me. I'll go to other stores."

Seeing that he was really going to leave, Qian Tao became angry and raised his voice so that half of the people in the mall could hear: "Don't be so shameless. I only give you clothes if I think highly of you! If you leave this door , that’s a slap in my face! You should consider the consequences yourself!”

Fang Lin turned his head and looked at Qian Tao, with deep disappointment in his eyes.

Zhang Meiyu clenched her pink fists at the side. She really didn't know why Fang Lin could bear it so much. If Wei Tingxuan had encountered this kind of thing, he would have slapped him with a big ear scraper until he couldn't get up.

"Okay, then I'll pick one. Just that one!" Fang Lin pointed at the most expensive coat in the store, with a price tag of more than 280,000.

The waiter's face immediately lit up, he took off his clothes with a smile, and said: "You are a country bumpkin, although you are a little poor, but you have good taste. This dress is the new autumn dress in our store!"

Qian Tao's face turned green. He originally thought that if Fang Lin died, he would choose a T-shirt worth several thousand yuan, but he never expected that Fang Lin would choose a piece of clothing worth more than 200,000 yuan!

He just wanted to show off in front of his new girlfriend and old classmates. He spent more than 200,000 to pretend to be cool. He asked himself that he was not that cool!

"Choose something so expensive? Are you kidding me?" Qian Tao's cheeks twitched and he looked at Fang Lin with squinted eyes. He always felt that Fang Lin did it on purpose.

This time Zhang Meiyu smiled first: "Sir, you are really interesting. You clearly said you would buy a dress for my boss, but it's not okay if you don't buy it. Now my boss has chosen one, and you think it's expensive again. It's you who is doing it." Funny?"

Zhang Meiyu is a middle-level employee of the Wei Group. She has seen many big scenes, and her every move exudes confidence.

Seeing her calling Fang Lin boss, Qian Tao's heart skipped a beat, but he refused to admit defeat and said: "I gave him the clothes because of my friendship with classmates, but he used me as a bastard. Then I won’t be happy.”

Having said this, he looked at Fang Lin and said sarcastically: "Even if you wear clothes worth several thousand yuan, you are already like a beggar wearing a dragon robe."

"A piece of clothing worth more than 200,000 yuan, are you worthy of wearing it?"