The wealthy young master is a money fan

Yan Heng couldn't bear the crowded and chaotic wholesale market, but Pei Ji was like a fish in water inside.

Pei Ji didn't care about Yan Heng behind him, walked through the crowd, turned around the intersection, and walked upstairs.

The wholesale market is also divided into areas, furniture on the first floor, clothing, luggage and home textiles on the second floor, daily necessities on the third floor, and department stores on the fourth floor.

Pei Ji went straight to the clothing area on the second floor, and Yan Heng walked half a step away from him, being careful not to bump into people or goods.

At the turn of the stairs, Pei Ji turned sideways to pass a middle-aged man with a big sack on his shoulders, and glanced at Yan Heng who was dodging in a rather embarrassing way below.

Although Yan Heng was very careful, when passing through the crowd, his clothes were inevitably stained——

There is a dark yellow mark on the left side of the waist the size of a baby's palm.

Yan Heng walked in front of Pei Ji, but saw that the other party's face was sullen, and his expression was even colder than before.

Yan Heng was curious: "What's wrong?"

It was just fine.

Following Pei Ji's gaze, Wu Yangyang is full of human heads, nothing special.

Withdrawing his gaze, Pei Ji glanced at him without any ups and downs in his eyes, and continued to walk forward.

Lixia has been almost a month, and the weather is getting warmer. Today, Pei Ji wore a loose thin sweater, paired with whitish jeans and canvas shoes.

The very age-reducing dress made his originally young face look smaller.

However, when Yan Heng thought about Pei Ji's personality, he knew that he probably wouldn't wear matching clothes when he went out, and this outfit was just casual.

Pei Ji is thin and thin, and Yan Heng who is behind him can faintly see his shoulder blades hidden under loose clothes.

Looking at Pei Ji's back, Yan Heng let out a 'tsk' in his heart——

Little money fans don’t skip meals to save money, do they?

Almost skinny like a monkey.

The first time I met Yan Heng, I discovered that Pei Ji's calf was white, and the calf line was smooth and beautiful, but he was as thin as a little girl, and at first glance he looked like he was malnourished.

Pei Ji didn't know that Yan Heng's mind was already on his calf, and he stopped in front of a shop.

Yan Heng wondered whether the little money fan had abused him, so he couldn't brake in time and bumped into Pei Ji's back.

After standing still, Yan Heng met Pei Ji's eyes and smiled lightly at him:

"Ah, sorry, didn't notice."

He said sorry, but the expression and smile on his face betrayed his true thoughts.

It didn't hurt to hold it just now, but Yan Heng still rubbed his chest while looking up at the store in front of him.

The store was densely hung with all kinds of men's clothing, and transparent plastic bags were scattered on the floor, and there was a pile of unopened clothes inside, which looked like a hill.

Yan Heng always buys clothes in shopping malls or private orders, and he can't wait to have a special display cabinet for a set of clothes in the counter to make it look expensive, so he has never seen this kind of posture——

All kinds of clothes are piled up together, and you have to find someone in the pile of clothes.

The shop owner is a woman in her 30s who wears short sleeves. After seeing off a customer, she turns around and finds Yan Heng and Pei Ji.

When she first saw Yan Heng, her eyes lit up, and she walked over with a happy smile:

"Little brother, what are you looking for this time? Our products are complete and the prices are conscientious. The key point is that the quality is good. Take a look..."

The proprietress's eloquent introduction stopped abruptly when she walked around the tall hangers and many clothes and saw Pei Ji next to Yan Heng.

Seeing Pei Ji, the proprietress twitched her mouth to both sides:

"Why is it you again?"

The proprietress changed her face so quickly that Yan Heng thought her enthusiasm just now was an illusion.

Looking at the proprietress, and then at Pei Ji who was silent and choosing clothes by himself, Yan Heng couldn't help being curious:

"Do you know?"

The little dean has a lot of contacts?

The proprietress looked away from Pei Ji, and sighed helplessly:

"Old customer."

Yan Heng was even more curious when he heard the words - why did the old customers respond like this?

Without waiting for Yan Heng to ask, the proprietress looked at Pei Ji, and said to herself:

"Little brother, tell me, it's just a small business here. You only buy one or two pieces every time you come. It's rare for me to find a size for you."

"The short-sleeved cotton one in your hand is made of the best material. If you want it, I will give you the lowest price, 21 pieces. Don't bargain any more."

"Every time you come to bargain, I really don't make you money, and the shipping fee is useless."

"My water and electricity property rents are all at a loss. Seeing that you are young, I have a good heart. I will bring you some for free..."

Facing the proprietress' complaint, Pei Ji turned a deaf ear to it as if he didn't hear it, but Yan Heng beside him was shocked——

What the hell, there are 21 short sleeves? ? ?

Yan Heng pulled out a piece of clothing from the closet at random, even if a single button was pulled out, it would cost more than 20 yuan.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raised his hand to touch the short sleeve Pei Ji was holding, and found that the touch was not as bad as he had imagined.

The fabric is quite soft.

But it is definitely not the pure cotton that the proprietress said.

The proprietress talked a lot, but Pei Ji didn't answer, walked around the store, and finally chose two short-sleeves and one long-sleeved pair, plus two pairs of slacks.

Seeing that he only bought such a small amount, the proprietress rolled her eyes and sighed, and resigned herself to her fate, she took the calculator and clicked it, and said in her mouth:

"Twenty short-sleeves and thirty long-sleeves. The quality and fit of my trousers are all good. Usually, the lowest selling price is seventy or eighty. I'll count you forty. The wholesale price is also the same. I'll charge you in total..."

The proprietress handed the calculation result to Pei Ji: "It's exactly one hundred and fifty."

Pei Ji chose two sets plus one long sleeve, the total was only [-], and Yan Heng felt that the price was so cheap that it was no different from not having money.

Pei Ji glanced at the calculator, didn't move, looked at the proprietress and said calmly:

"Sixty in total."

Yan Heng turned his head suddenly and stared at Pei Ji in disbelief, suspecting that there was something wrong with his ears.

How many?

Five clothes and sixty? ? ?

Yan Heng finally understood why Pei Ji, a regular customer, came to the door, and the proprietress was so displeased...

The little dean dares to bargain when buying retail in the wholesale market.

When people bargain for a price, they cut off a fraction, but this man cut it down to a fraction.

As soon as Pei Ji yelled 'sixty', Yan Heng was dumbfounded, and subconsciously took a step towards him.

For no other reason than that the proprietress in front of her would be angry and throw Pei Ji out after hearing the price.

The proprietress has obviously experienced a lot of wind and waves. Faced with Pei Ji's haggling like a dragon sword, her reaction was not as big as Yan Heng imagined. She just laughed angrily:

"Sixty, the purchase price is more than that."

Pei Ji was unmoved and just looked at her like this.

The two sides looked at each other, and the proprietress was the first to let go: "...you add more, at least a hundred."

Pei Ji: "65."

The proprietress: "Little brother, I can't even afford your price. Ninety, there really can't be any less."

The proprietress and Pei Ji came and went, and began to bargain, and it was often the other party who talked for a long time before Pei Ji calmly spit out a word or two.

And Yan Heng who was at the side was in this scene, and his face was rarely blank for a moment.

In the end, Pei Ji bought the three pieces of clothes and two pants at a price of 75.

When they left, the proprietress was still saying that Pei Ji was too good at bargaining, and that she made this business at a loss today.

Yan Heng didn't expect that two sets of clothes could be negotiated for [-] yuan, the point is that Pei Ji can really buy them at half price.

Yan Zong's values ​​have collapsed today.

…………

Coming out of the wholesale market, Yan Heng didn't follow Pei Ji anymore, but got into his own car with a complicated expression.

Seeing Yan Heng's car drive away, Peng Gaojun took what was in Pei Ji's hand and asked:

"Young master, are you going back now?"

Pei Ji narrowed his eyes, and pursed his somewhat dry lips:

"Go to the hospital."

Peng Gaojun was taken aback when he heard the words, he was about to say that his wife had been discharged from the hospital, but before he could speak, he suddenly remembered that today is Tuesday.

The young master has a fixed day to go to the hospital.

After reacting, Peng Gaojun responded, and drove Pei Ji to the hospital in a tricycle.

On the way to the hospital, Pei Ji remembered the dessert that Pei Xiu bought for him last time, so he took a detour and went to that internet celebrity cake shop to buy a piece of chocolate mousse cake.

The price of this piece of cake, which is only a little bigger than an adult's palm, is almost worth the few clothes that Pei Ji bought.

But he didn't blink his eyes when he paid, and he was uncharacteristically crisp.

After arriving at the hospital, Pei Ji took the cake and went directly to the inpatient department. Peng Gaojun didn't follow him in, but waited for him at the gate.

More than an hour later, Pei Ji came out of the hospital. When he approached, Peng Gaojun could smell the pungent smell of disinfectant on his body.

The cake in Pei Ji's hand disappeared, replaced by a big and red apple.

Peng Gaojun paid attention to the other party's expression, and guessed anxiously——

I came out half an hour earlier than usual today. Is the situation not optimistic?

Pei Ji got into the car and said nothing about the hospital: "Go back."

"Okay." Peng Gaojun nodded and started the car, and no one spoke again along the way.

…………

When Yan Heng came home at night, during the day, Pei Ji's small face, calm tone and ease of bargaining with the proprietress's price was still in his mind.

From Yan Heng's point of view, Pei Ji was aloof and indifferent. Judging by his appearance and temperament, he was clearly a high-altitude flower that didn't touch the fireworks of the world, but he was careful about budgeting, and he could bargain when he could farm...

These two completely different, or even contradictory, attributes blended very naturally in him, as if it should be so.

Yan Heng was very curious about what kind of environment Pei Ji grew up in to develop his current character.

It stands to reason that he is the dean of the Angel House, and his salary should not be low, and he also has various part-time jobs...

Having seen so many things after getting to know Pei Ji, Yan Heng felt that no matter what happened to the little principal in the future, he would be able to keep calm.

After all, he has seen two sets of clothes for 75 yuan, and vegetable seedlings for one yuan and five.

Oh, yes, there are roses for 100 yuan each.

Just as he was thinking, Yan Heng's cell phone beside him suddenly rang. He picked it up and saw a video call from his friend Pei Xiu.

After connecting to the video, Yan Heng, who was sitting in front of the computer, changed his comfortable posture, looked at his friend's face on the screen, and asked casually:

"Why are you calling so late?"

Pei Xiu's expression was serious:

"I have a question for you."

Yan Heng replied lazily from his throat: "Huh?"

Pei Xiu: "It's Zhao Zhao's birthday soon, what birthday gift do you think I should give this year?"

Before Yan Heng could answer, Pei Xiu asked himself and answered, "Car? House? How about the villa?"

After hearing this, Yan Heng searched in his mind, and finally asked:

"Wait a minute, who is Zhao Zhao?"