My Mr. Su is very arrogant

Chapter 596 Little thing, when did I die? (2)

On the other hand, Su Zimo was still immersed in shopping. He was usually eye-catching, but now with a bandage on his head, he is even more eye-catching...

Walking into a children's clothing store in the shopping mall, Su Zimo scanned the clothes in the store, took more than a dozen pieces in one go and still held them in Liu Mingyu's arms, and asked him to carry them to pay.

But he...he left the children's clothing store first, and went to the next one.

Liu Mingyu paid the payment in a hurry, his hands and neck were covered with bags and bags, and then hurriedly followed, out of breath, as tired as a dog!
"Boss... President... Slow down, wait for me..."

He really wants to cry!
Why does the president have a son, and he is the one who is so tired?

Su Zimo took his words as deaf ears. When he passed a toy store, his footsteps paused, and then he walked in without hesitation.

Still buy it? ?

When Liu Mingyu saw this, he wanted to cry even more. There was no place to carry his things, and if he bought them again, he was afraid that death would turn him into a walking shopping shelf...

"Hello, sir! May I ask what you need?" The shopping guide immediately stepped forward.

Su Zimo seemed to have scanned the store. There were all kinds of toys for boys and girls, and he was a little dazzled. Then he asked, "Do you have Transformers here?"

"Yes, yes, please follow me." The shopping guide led the way, walked to a certain shopping shelf, took out several styles to show him, and then asked, "Sir, how old is your child this year?" , There are different age groups playing here.”

Su Zimo was pleased by his words, and he, who has always been unreasonable, said out of nowhere, "My son is over three years old."

It seems...he doesn't know the date of Mumu's birthday yet, so he should ask Muxi when he goes back later!

"If you are more than three years old, this one is more suitable." The shopping guide gave him the simplest one, but unexpectedly...he despised it.

According to the little guy's personality, he must like the most difficult ones.

Su Zimo thought for a while, and took a few special ones from the side, but the shopping guide said weakly, "Sir, the Transformers you took are all new limited editions this week, and we are the only ones in Asia." It’s only sold here, but...it may not be suitable for three-year-olds, this is generally preferred by high school students.”

"I want these styles, wrap them up for me!"

"Sir, are you sure you want these?" These are almost the most expensive in the store, and she can get a lot of commission if they sell them, but as an excellent shopping guide, she still has to guide customers to buy the most suitable ones. s things.

"My son loves it!"

Other customers have said that, so she can't say anything more, "Oh, okay, I'll wrap it up for you."

Perhaps it was Su Zimo's conscience that realized that these things were not thrown to the people behind him. After he came out of the toy store, he glanced at the time on his watch. It was already past two o'clock in the afternoon.

The things are almost bought, and he plans to go back to Muxi's apartment.

But when passing a certain store, I was suddenly attracted by a set of parent-child outfits on the display window, and a picture of a family wearing parent-child outfits suddenly appeared in my mind.

Su Zimo curled his lips into a slight smile, then stepped into the store, and said to the shopping guide, "Take the set of parent-child outfits on the display window according to these three sizes."

"Okay, sir."

(End of this chapter)