Rebirth in 1980: I pretend to be a pig, eat the tiger and marry the chief

Lao Jin didn't seem to hear, and just focused on driving.

Fan Weiwei wanted to say something else, but Tang Zheng tugged on her lapel, and Fan Weiwei stopped arguing with Lao Jin.

Tang Zheng had a headache. Fan Weiwei was fine with everything, but there was too much yellow waste in her head. Fortunately, Fan Weiwei didn't have any children, otherwise she would have taught them bad things. .

The two of them arrived at a medium-to-large dress shop, and what they saw were colorful dresses of various styles. If Tang Zheng hadn't been reborn, he would have been dazzled by it.

"Miss Fan, welcome, is this your new servant?"

As soon as she entered the door, the manager of the dress shop greeted Fan Weiwei warmly.

Fan Weiwei originally had a smile on her face, but what she said next made her face look ugly.

Tang Zheng lowered his head and looked at his clothes. Compared with Fan Weiwei's famous brand, he really looked like a servant.

She pulled Tang Zheng forward: "This is my friend, please be polite to me from now on!"

The manager quickly bowed and apologized to Tang Zheng. Tang Zheng smiled, pulled Fan Weiwei and walked inside.

The manager hurriedly followed behind: "We have a few new dresses in our store, which are the works of top domestic designers. Let me take you two to have a look!"

Tang Zheng looked at Fan Weiwei's figure, and then pointed at two dresses: "This one and this one suit you very well, how about you give it a try?"

The manager sincerely looked down on Tang Zheng, so she immediately said: "I don't feel very good about these two dresses. The materials are ordinary, and they are not the latest models. I'd better take you two to see our new ones. dress."

Fan Weiwei hesitated for a moment and glanced at Tang Zheng: "I want those two sets, give them to me to try."

The manager thought for a while, walked a few steps quickly, and took out two dresses from the innermost part: "Ms. Fan, take a look at these two sets. They are finely made, dignified and noble. They are the best for you!"

Fan Weiwei was a little hesitant again. After all, this was her favorite style in the past. The two pieces Tang Zheng picked for her were a bit plain.

Seeing the confusion in her eyes, Tang Zheng said, "Then, you can try all of these things."

Fan Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, then I'll give it a try."

The manager immediately took the clothes and sent Fan Weiwei to the dressing room.

After she came out, she glanced at Tang Zheng: "I have been doing this for several years. I am better than a country bumpkin who has never seen the world, don't you think?"

Tang Zheng sneered: "Have you heard the story of the frog in the well?"

The manager's face suddenly turned ugly: "You country bumpkin, you dare to say that I am a frog in the well, who do you think you are?"

"I'm not a thing, you are a thing."

Tang Zheng said, sitting on a chair nearby and waiting for Fan Weiwei to come out.

Something flashed in the manager's eyes. He picked up the teapot and got a glass of water: "Comrade, it's such a hot day. You must be thirsty. Let me pour you a glass of water."

With that said, she handed the water glass in her hand to Tang Zheng, and before Tang Zheng could reach out to take it, she let go of her hand.

There was a flash of pride in her eyes. The water in the pot was just made by her. If it were spilled on her body, it would definitely cause blisters.

As a result, just when the water glass was about to fall on Tang Zheng's lap, a big hand suddenly reached out to catch it, and then placed it firmly on the table nearby.

Lao Jin shook off the tea in his hand and walked aside as if nothing happened.

Tang Zheng saw the surprise in the manager's eyes, raised his leg and kicked the manager. The manager screamed and fell to the ground.

Tang Zheng stood up quickly: "Oh, I'm so sorry. I've been catching a cold recently and my legs are cramping. Are you okay?"

With that said, Tang Zheng took out five hundred yuan from his pocket: "This is compensation for you. I hope you won't argue with me."

The manager on the ground looked at the hundred-dollar bill in Tang Zheng's hand with wide eyes. He was indescribably shocked. Where did this country bumpkin get so much money?

Just when she was about to reach out and take the five hundred yuan, Tang Zheng suddenly took back his hand: "Forget it, it's my fault. I shouldn't use money to insult you."

She said and put the money again.

The manager was so angry that he almost didn't draw it.

Lao Jin lowered his head and straightened his sleeves, and secretly warned himself not to offend Tang Zheng in the future.

The manager stood up from the ground in embarrassment, glared at Tang Zheng fiercely, suppressed the anger in his heart and stopped arguing with Tang Zheng.

Fan Weiwei tried on all four sets of clothes, and finally fell in love with one of the ones Tang Zheng picked for her.

The manager said with a considerate look: "Have Miss Fan encountered any difficulties recently? In this way, you can choose one of these two latest dresses and I will give you a 20% discount. It is better than the one you are wearing." Strong, right?”

Fan Weiwei rolled her eyes: "I am poor and have only money left. If I weren't lazy, I could buy this store like yours."

The manager was embarrassed and opened his mouth, but didn't say a word for a long time.

Fan Weiwei looked at herself in front of the mirror and was very satisfied.

Although the clothes Tang Zheng picked were plainer, they were slim and slim, so she was still very satisfied with them.

Fan Weiwei waved to Tang Zheng: "Tang'er, you also choose one, and I'll give it to you!"

Tang Zheng looked around at the dresses around him, and then pointed at one of them, a flesh-colored double-shouldered silk fishtail dress: "That's it."

Tang Zheng tried it on, and Fan Weiwei looked at her exquisite figure and couldn't take her eyes away: "Tang'er, this dress really suits you!"

Tang Zheng smiled: "It's not bad."

"Then are you going to pack it or just wear it and go?"

The manager smiled, as if the conflict with Tang Zheng had never happened before. She stepped forward and straightened the hem of Tang Zheng's skirt, and her nails moved vaguely behind Tang Zheng's back.

Fan Weiwei looked at the time and said, "We'll just leave in our clothes."

By the time Tang Zheng and Fan Weiwei came out with their makeup and hair done, the sun was almost setting.

Fan Weiwei looked at Tang Zheng's wavy hair and couldn't get enough of it: "Tsk, Tang'er, it would be great if I grew up like you."

"You're not bad either."

As Tang Zheng spoke, he arranged his hair casually, then took out a white gauze jasmine hairpin from his bag and clipped it to one side. This was the finishing touch, making her even more eye-catching.

When the two people appeared in the banquet hall, they attracted the attention of many people.

Feeling the attention of everyone, Tang Zheng felt a little disgusted, but he had no choice. If he wanted to take a shortcut to make money, he had to work in the entertainment industry.

Ms. Wei was holding a red wine glass in her hand and was chatting and laughing elegantly with the people across from her. After feeling the other people's strangeness, she followed their gazes and saw Tang Zheng's face.

Ms. Wei's face was very ugly, and the joints in her hand holding the red wine glass turned white.

Ever since Tang Zheng threatened that Wei Xiaoxiao was pregnant in the school playground, various rumors about Wei Xiaoxiao began to spread in the school.

In order to silence everyone, Ms. Wei could only take Wei Xiaoxiao for a checkup. She never expected that Wei Xiaoxiao was really pregnant!