The female supporting role who was deprived of the koi luck in the chronicle

Chapter 227 Sorry

After coming out of the gold shop, Uncle Liao discussed with Su Qian, "Look for a few more shops, I always feel that there is something tricky here."

Susie also meant the same thing, and she suspected that the two families would cooperate.

There is a shopping mall opposite, Su Qian remembered that Han Bomin wanted to buy a suit, so she said, "Let's go in and have a look."

After going in and looking around, I saw a counter selling gold jewelry. Several people went to look at it, and it was clearly marked with today's gold price of 11.5 yuan.

Looking at it this way, the price of ten yuan in a pawn shop is not too bad, but it is also a bit low.

The counter here said that gold is not accepted, because they are not easy to inspect the goods.

A few people then turned to the area selling men's clothing.

Han Bomin looked around and took a fancy to a suit. When he saw the price on it, his heart sank. A suit cost more than 200!

Su Qian looked at Han Bomin's expression, "Uncle, I still have some dollars here, if you want to buy them, you can buy them."

Han Bomin asked in surprise, "Do you still have US dollars?"

Susie nodded.

Han Bomin looked at the suit and was still hesitant. Even if Susie had money, she would have to pay it back after borrowing it. After buying this suit, she would wear it in Hong Kong City. If she wore it back home, she might be pointed out.

Maybe someone will buckle their hats.

Thinking of this, Han Bomin shuddered. How long has he been in Huahua World? He was almost corrupted!
He resolutely said: "Don't buy it, it's a waste of money if you buy it, and you won't be able to wear it when you go back."

Susie smiled: "Uncle, why don't you buy a jacket, that's not expensive, and you can wear it when you buy it."

Clothes in the Mainland rarely use zippers these days.

Even the front opening of men's trousers is made of buttons.

The jacket was zipped up to the neck, looking clean and stylish.

Han Bomin was convinced by Su Qian's insight, she said it would be good.

He looked at the price of the jacket, 65, although it hurts a bit, but it is not unaffordable.

Han Bomin pointed to the jacket and asked the salesperson to give it to him for a try.

A female salesperson said to another salesperson next to her: "I hate this kind of old hat from the mainland the most." After she finished speaking, she lazily got up to pick up her clothes. Both Han Bomin and Uncle Liao couldn't understand Cantonese, and they didn't know the salesperson. what are you talking about.

Susie could barely understand a few words, but she knew it was not a good word from the salesperson's expression.

Hong Kong people have always looked down on mainlanders, just like you look down on your poor relatives.

Susie frowned and didn't say anything. Strong dragons don't overwhelm bullies. This is their territory. Besides, the language barrier makes it impossible to quarrel.

Han Bomin tried on the jacket, and it was the right size. He took a picture in front of the mirror and was very satisfied. At least it didn't look dirty.

Han Bomin said to the salesperson, "Please issue an invoice, I want this dress."

The salesperson lazily billed.

The salesperson issued a ticket, and Han Bomin stretched out his hand to pick it up. The female salesperson seemed to think that Han Bomin was a virus, so she didn't hand him the ticket, just threw it away, and then quickly withdrew her hand.

Han Bomin took a chance, and the ticket floated to the ground danglingly.

Han Bomin thought it was the salesperson's mistake, but he didn't care, and planned to bend down to pick it up.

At this time, the salesperson laughed, "The mainlanders are dirty, look at how stupid he is!"

Susie understood now, she grabbed Han Bomin to prevent him from picking up the list on the floor, then pointed to the salesperson and said, "You, come out and pick it up for me!"

The salesperson rolled his eyes to the sky, "Idiot line!"

Susie was just about to teach this woman a lesson when suddenly a figure rushed over from her side, and then she saw a black pistol pointed at the salesperson's head.

The salesperson's eyes went straight for a moment, and he was shaking like chaff, "Boss, boss, don't be joking."

Susie sneered at the salesperson. Some people are cheap. If you talk to her politely, she will look down on you. If you don't treat her as a human being, she will be honest.

She had noticed a long time ago that a man in a black suit was following them from a distance, the one who carried the suitcase for her yesterday.

She guessed it was sent by Fang Hanwen, which is why she dared to teach the salesperson a lesson.

As a salesperson, if Fang Hanwen still can't handle it, then he doesn't have to mess around.

Han Bomin was terrified when he saw it. He naturally knew why the salesperson was pointed at with a gun.

It's just that, in this strange place, he won't quarrel with others for this.

Uncle Liao didn't make a sound beside him. He was not afraid, but he was a little surprised by the style of Hong Kong City.

Why don't you just take a gun for such a small matter?

Susie saw the man in black suit with a gun on the salesperson's forehead, and said something viciously. Susie only understood two words, "Brother Wen".

The salesperson was almost scared to pee, but when the man in the suit said that, his legs softened and he knelt down.

Her face was pale, and she kowtowed to Han Bomin again and again: "Sorry, sorry, I was wrong, sir, please let me go."

Han Bomin's expression was complicated, because he personally didn't want to be looked down upon by others. It was only because the mainland was too poor, and everyone had a pair of rich eyes.

He sighed, "Forget it, let her pick up the list on the ground."

Only then did the man in the suit let go of the gun that was on the salesperson's forehead.

The salesperson tremblingly picked up the bill on the ground. Just as Han Bomin was about to take it, the salesperson rushed to the cashier to pay the bill.

After a while, the salesperson came back with the list, carefully wrapped the tunic suit that Han Bomin had changed, and also wrapped the suit that Han Bomin had seen before, and put them all in the bag.

Then bowed his head and handed it to him respectfully.

Han Bomin didn't want it, he waved his hand, "No, I just want the jacket, and I'll pay for it myself."

The salesperson was dying of anxiety, and choked out a broken Mandarin, "Please, accept it, this is my apology to you."

If the mainlander accepts the clothes, she may be fine, but if she doesn't accept the clothes, then she will be in trouble.

She didn't expect that these local turtles from the mainland were actually Brother Wen's distinguished guests.

Who can make a living on this street without knowing Brother Wen, and who would dare to offend Brother Wen?
Seeing that Han Bomin was still shaking his head, she quickly knelt on the ground and begged again, "Please, just accept this."

Accepting her apology means forgiving her, and the matter is over.

At this time, the customers in the mall were all watching from a distance, but no one dared to come over.

Han Bomin looked around, he didn't want to stand here for others to watch, so he just took the bag and walked out of the mall quickly.

A few people came out and stood at the entrance of the shopping mall. Han Bomin said gratefully to the black suit: "Thank you for what happened just now, brother."

"Don't know your name, little brother?"

(End of this chapter)