The arrogance of the city

Chapter 422 The Clown
The shopping guide girl has already taken down the world-limited sky-high price bag at this moment, and is standing aside, waiting for Zhang Zihao to personally or take out the card and hand it over to her to pay the bill.

The more people grow up, the more mature they become, or to describe it more bluntly, they become more and more hypocritical.

Even though the shopping guide lady was very disdainful of Zhang Hao's character, she still had to put on a smiling face to greet her.

Customer is God.

Or to put it more realistically, no one will have trouble with money, and the turnover of more than 100 million means that she can draw a generous commission from it.

The shopping guide stared at Zhang Hao eagerly, hoping that he could draw out the card faster.

Zhang Hao took out the wallet slowly, and when he opened it, there were a bunch of cards in it, all kinds of cards, and a breath of wealth came over his face.

He randomly pulled out a credit card from it and handed it to the shopping guide lady.

"Please wait."

The shopping guide lady took the card and turned around with a smile on her face to go through the checkout procedures.

"Miss, here is my business card. If it is useful in the future, I will give you a call."

Zhang Hao understood that picking up girls requires a thick skin, so he didn't care about He Caiwei's indifferent attitude at all, and took out a business card and handed it over.

He Caiwei turned a blind eye and had no intention of answering at all.

On the contrary, Comrade Li Futu was very self-restraining, even if the other party made it clear that the chariots and horses planned to pry into his corner, but he didn't seem to mind at all, and reached out to take the other party's business card.

"Director of Marketing?"

Li Futu glanced at the exquisite business card, raised his head and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang is really young and promising."

Zhang Hao sneered, he didn't even have the intention of communicating with this kind of spineless bastard, so he lost his reputation.

This situation fell into He Caiwei's eyes, and it made her feel that men in this world are indeed divided into different classes.

As expected of a top luxury store, the work efficiency is extremely high, and within a short while, the shopping guide lady came back again.

"Give the bag to this beauty."

Zhang Hao said boldly, with the posture of spending money like water.

But the shopping guide lady had a look of embarrassment on her face.

"...Sir, I'm sorry, your card limit is not enough to support this payment..."

Zhang Hao's expression froze.

He turned his head in embarrassment and some annoyance, and then asked belatedly, "How much is this bag?"

Just now, in order to show off his glorious image, he didn't look at the price tag from the beginning to the end, and based on his past experience, a bag, even if it was branded as Chanel, would cost more than 100 yuan, and his That card has a limit of [-] million!

The shopping guide handed back the card with both hands, lowered her head slightly: "That limited-edition handbag costs 130 million."

"More than 100 million?"

Zhang Hao's eyes couldn't help dilated, his voice subconsciously raised, and he cursed: "You fucking robbed?!"

Zhang Hao really didn't expect that that bag was so expensive.

It is true that he is rich, but it is not to the point where money is regarded as a number. More than 100 million is almost half a year's salary for him. If he had known earlier, it would be absolutely impossible for him to be so generous.

It doesn't hurt to spend tens of thousands of dollars on a bobo beautiful woman's heart, but the price of more than 100 million is beyond his expectations. He is not a fool, and he has never written a word. How could he give away such a big benefit for nothing.

Not everyone is as stupid as someone.

"Sir, our Chanel has always clearly marked the price..."

The shopping guide lady felt very wronged and despised Zhang Hao even more.

Who can you blame if you don't look at the price when you buy something yourself?

She thought she was really a diamond king who spends a lot of money, but she didn't expect that she was just a rich man.

"..."

It was obviously his own fault, but Zhang Hao seemed to be cheated, and his expression was very angry. He wanted to say something, but he felt that he had nothing to say.

Indeed, even if the other party was indeed robbing, he sent it up on his own initiative, and no one forced him.

At this time, the little young woman who had been holding his arm finally let go.

Even at this moment, she felt ashamed to stand with this man.

Li Futu shook his head with a smile, and didn't hit the ground with cynicism. He took out his wallet and took out a card, and handed it to the shopping guide lady: "Help me pay the bill."

Zhang Hao didn't pick it up, so the shopping guide could only return Zhang Hao's card with insufficient credit to the young woman, then took Li Futu's card and turned around to leave.

The moment she turned around, a trace of sarcasm finally appeared on her reserved face. She would not despise the poor, but she did look down on those characters who insisted on swollen faces to pretend to be fat despite their obvious incompetence.

"Are you fucking kidding me?"

Zhang Hao looked at Li Futu viciously, and he also realized that he had made a big fool of himself today, so he could only use anger to cover up the embarrassment in his heart.

Li Futu was dumbfounded.

This fellow ran over to deliver He Caiwei's bag on his own initiative, but he didn't say a word, and finally blamed him for not being able to pay the bill.

Only women and villains are difficult to raise, what the ancients said is indeed reasonable.

"Mr. Zhang, if I remember correctly, you came here on your own initiative, and no one asked you to buy this bag. You have to charge a lot of money yourself. Who is to blame?"

Li Futu smiled, and at the same time waved his two fingers, and the business card flew out, just right on Zhang Hao's face.

The business card slowly fell to the ground.

Without mentioning Zhang Hao, even that young woman felt ashamed.

"I call your mother!"

Being so insulted, Zhang Hao was so furious that he even lost his mind and rushed towards Li Futu.

If it was just like looking at a clown before, but now hearing Zhang Hao's curse, Li Futu's eyes suddenly darkened.

Instead of retreating, he stepped forward, raised his right foot like lightning, kicked Zhang Hao's chest quickly and powerfully, and immediately sent Zhang Hao flying.

"boom!"

Zhang Hao let out a scream, flew upside down seven or eight meters away, and finally hit a display case, fell to the ground, his face contorted in pain, lost his demeanor, and didn't get up for a long time.

Everyone was shocked.

The eyes of all the customers and staff on the second floor were instantly attracted.

Li Futu ignored the scrutinizing eyes from all directions.

"I don't think it's a wise decision to follow such a man, what do you think?"

The young woman knew that the other party was talking to her, but she didn't expect the gentle-looking young man to be so fierce. She was a little frightened and did not dare to look the other party directly.

Soon a person in charge came over: "This gentleman..."

Li Futu glanced at the several bags that fell to the ground, and said straightly: "I will fully compensate for the losses caused."

The person in charge of the second floor of Chanel suddenly had nothing to say.

"Lawless! Absolutely lawless!"

Zhang Hao held his lower abdomen with his left hand, his expression was still very painful, but his tone eased.

He sat on the ground and pointed at Li Futu, his arms trembling uncontrollably because of extreme anger and humiliation: "I must make you pay the price!"

(End of this chapter)