Conan’s Guilty Points System

Stall goods!

Seeing the blood-red suit, Heiji was stunned for a moment, a little helpless: Fortunately, it's not a tuxedo.

Come out of the changing room.

Concubine Yingri and Yukiko's beautiful eyes lit up, showing a touch of energy.

"Oh, it really depends on clothes. After Heiji put on this clothes, he was a different person."

Yukiko circled around Heiji, her beautiful eyes filled with deep amazement.

"This dress is tailor-made for this gentleman, ma'am, you have such a good eye."

The waiter came over in a timely manner with a look of surprise.

Of course, her words must be half true and half false. This is the way to sell.

Yukiko's face immediately turned red, and she waved her hands again and again: "I'm not his wife."

Feiyingli pursed her lips and smiled.

Heiji smiled lightly, glanced at the person in the mirror, and looked at the waiter.

"Just this one."

After speaking, he took out a black card from his pocket.

The waiter's eyes widened instantly, his face suddenly became extremely respectful, he bent slightly, and took the black card with both hands.

"Please wait a moment, it will be packed for you right away."

The blush on Yukiko's face gradually dissipated, and she glared at Concubine Yingri angrily: "Eri, are you gloating?"

Fei Yingli was surprised, and she pursed her lips and smiled innocently: "Isn't it a good thing to say that you are Heiji's wife? It proves that you are still young, doesn't it?"

"That's right, being younger than Yingri is indeed a good thing."

Yukiko folded her arms around her chest with a smug look on her face.

Fei Yingli's smile stopped abruptly, and she gave her an angry look: "Don't follow me."

"Sir, here's your card and clothes. In addition, this is our store's VIP card. All future purchases will be 50% off, please accept it."

At this time, another person has come over, it should be the owner of this shop, with an unusually respectful expression.

Heiji handed the VIP card to Yukiko: "The two of you can use it together."

He doesn't often buy clothes, and even if he does, he doesn't need to buy them himself. It's useless to ask for this VIP card.

Concubine Yingri and Yukiko are different. Even if they are strong women or noble ladies, it is their nature to buy clothes.

"Oops, then I'll take it."

Yukiko unceremoniously packed it into her bag.

Concubine Yingri glanced at Yukiko slightly, a hint of helplessness flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

Acting is useless now.

"Aren't you going to buy something? Let's go."

Heiji left with the two girls and walked towards other stores.

"Manager, why did you send the VIP to that gentleman?"

A trainee clerk was a little surprised by the reaction of the manager and the waiter.

"You just arrived, I don't blame you for asking this question, but on the first page of the clerk's rules, I clearly remember all kinds of bank cards, and anyone who encounters those bank cards, no matter what kind of person, must be respectful and enthusiastic ."

When the manager left, the trainee clerk was still confused.

At this time, the waiter who was entertaining Heiji at the beginning came over and said, "Only 10,000 of those black cards are issued in the world. Now you understand why the manager attaches so much importance to it."

"Only 10,000 copies are released in the world?"

The trainee clerk opened his mouth sharply, with a shocked expression on his face.

Three people are shopping for clothes in a luxury store.

Yukiko was trying on clothes in the fitting room, and the two were waiting outside the door.

Concubine Yingri walked side by side with Usual, her slender legs were swaying in tandem, and she was very moving.

He slightly stroked his long blond hair, tilted his head and looked at Heiji: "Mr. Heiji, why do you have a black and gold card?"

Although it was very impolite, she was indeed curious.

Logically speaking, the black gold card is not so easy to get...

Heiji was taken aback for a moment and took out the black card in his hand: "You said this? It was given by a friend."

It was from Britney, he didn't care.

A gift from a friend?

Feiyingli was stunned for a moment, then gave him a stern look: "Mr. Heiji, your joke is not funny at all."

Heiji shrugged helplessly: "If you don't believe me, there's nothing I can do. Also, didn't you just call me Heiji before? It's strange to always add a gentleman."

Fei Yingli snorted arrogantly: "I didn't ask you to call me Yingli last time. You seem to always be called Fei's lawyer."

Her face turned red instantly, and a hint of shyness flashed in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

Heiji was stunned for a moment, then looked at Fei Yingri.

"Yingri, come in and help me."

Fei Yingli responded immediately, and hurried into the changing room, her heart pounding.

Heiji shook his head: It must be an illusion.

The three of them strolled around for an entire afternoon.

Feiyingli Law Firm!

"Oh, I'm so tired."

Yukiko collapsed on the sofa weakly, her beautiful eyes drifting to Heiji, feeling a little regretful.