My wife is Nuwa

Seeing Ouyang Lin's contemptuous eyes, Fatty Luo was already furious, but Chu Yan stopped him, and said with a smile, "That's a good relationship, manager, go and swipe your card!"

Chu Yan winked at the front desk manager, who quickly nodded in agreement and asked the person in charge to go to the counter to settle the accounts.

"Sir, this is your bill. Sorry, the balance in the card is insufficient. Please make up the balance!" The person in charge handed the super membership card and bank card to Ouyang Lin.

Ouyang Lin's eyes popped, and the words that he wanted to show off immediately became stuck in his throat, and he uttered a few words after a while, "I'll do it, they...how many clothes did they buy, why...why is it not enough? I still have more than 200 million in my card!"

"Oh, it's like this. The clothes of these gentlemen and ladies are all designed by Master Harden, so they are very valuable. There are 530 sets in total, 240 million yuan. After the discount, you still owe us [-] million yuan! "The person in charge glanced at Chu Yan, and let out a sigh of relief. [

Chu Yan laughed, "Mr. Ouyang, I'm sorry, I just bought a few things this time, and it cost you..."

Although Ouyang Lin's family property is billions of dollars, the real circulating funds are not so much.In addition, he is not the manipulator of the family now, and it would definitely be bloody for him to kill several million at once.

Seeing Ouyang Lin's ashen face, Chu Yan and Fatty Luo were overjoyed.

"Forget it, this uncle seems to be a poor man too, don't be as knowledgeable as Shitou." Fatty Luo scratched his head and laughed.

Chu Yan agreed very calmly, "I went out in a hurry and didn't bring any pocket money. It seems that this time I really need to get an IOU."

"Sir, it's okay. Our mall can still afford this little thing. I just hope that we can cooperate with you in the future..." The front desk manager has verbal instructions from the boss, and he has a good sense of consciousness. See you immediately Sew a needle and answer Chu Yan.

Ouyang Lin's face became more and more ugly. To him, it was a large amount of money, but how could it become pocket money in their mouths, a little bit of money.It was like slapping him in the face in front of everyone.

"Wait!" Ouyang Lin took a deep breath and stared at Chu Yan viciously, "Chu, who the hell are you?! Hmph, Sissy won't lie to me, you are a poor ghost, how could you be like this? Have status?!"

"Poor ghost?" Chu Yan was taken aback, and cast a slanted glance at Zhang Qianqian, who was silent, "I never said that I was a poor ghost...it's just wishful thinking."

As he said that, Chu Yan tapped his smart watch a few times, and continued to laugh, "I grew up in an orphanage, and I am used to being frugal. I usually eat instant noodles, not because I have no money, but because I am reluctant to spend them. Even now, I haven't had a good meal of white rice for a long time..."

"Om..." There was a pleasant boom from the balcony on the eighth floor, and it was the sound of a top-quality engine.

"Okay, I'll pay the money! Manager, transfer the money back to him, this uncle Ouyang is a poor man..." Chu Yan opened the balcony window, and a one-meter-long horizontal ladder stretched in from the outside , Chu Yan walked along the horizontal ladder.

All the people present were stunned. That extremely handsome high-suspension car was actually the young man's car.Ouyang Lin's eyes were full of disbelief, and he only thought of one sentence, "Impossible...Impossible!"

As for Zhang Qianqian, she was already dying of regret in her heart, her whole body was dizzy, her feet were weak, her whole body seemed to be falling apart, and she felt like she was about to collapse.