Immortal Emperor: Reborn in the Mixed City

In the face of those people's pointers, Su Yan was not surprised, and didn't pay attention to it. How could he care about this kind of thing.

This is the way the society is now. It’s all about money, and it’s thriving. If you have money, you are an uncle. If you don’t have money, you have no ability.

You can’t change society, you can only conform to society, and one day his younger sister will be the uncle.

It feels good to be an uncle, and there are people everywhere respectfully, beautiful women like clouds, luxury houses and luxury cars playing, life is extremely comfortable.

Naturally, Su Yan didn't have any feelings about these. What he had lived before was not an uncle's life. It was an existence that was more enjoyable than the emperor.

Think about sitting on the Golden Luang Temple, thousands of immortals bowing to him, the feeling feels more refreshing.

The former glory is over, what Su Yan has to do is to make a step by step, and then to achieve glory again, take back all that belonged to him before, and let those who almost destroyed him to hell!

Su Yan entered the men's store, and there was a dazzling array of shirts and coats. Of course, the expensive price was also dazzling.

Su Yan saw a lot of numbers of nine and eight, and they were basically four-digit numbers or more. Any piece of clothing has to be close to tens of thousands, which is worthy of being a luxury store.

There are still no customers in the store. The salespersons leisurely play with their phones. This is not the best time for salespersons, because they get more commissions because of more customers.

Seeing someone coming, the salesperson immediately walked over with a smile and made a sweet voice.

"Sir, welcome, fine men's clothing for you."

Su Yan nodded and looked around. After Jin Shiya's training, he will now choose some clothes, not looking for how gorgeous they are, but at least decent and generous, showing his own spirit.

"What kind of clothes are you most suitable for me?"

The waiter who had originally smiled was a little embarrassed at the moment, and then no longer smiled, because she saw that although Su Yan was wearing thousands of clothes, the clothes were rotten with a big hole.

In her opinion, this kind of person who still wears rotten holes is either a bankrupt boss or pretending to be forced, so naturally there is no smile on his face.

"Nothing suits you. Go out and turn right and the last store suits you."

The shop the salesperson said is a wholesale storefront, which specializes in selling some local stalls. It is not far from this luxury spot, which is just another shopping mall.

Su Yan heard that the salesperson's tone was wrong, and was still not angry, and said lightly: "I'll buy it here, and I don't have time to go to the rest."

The salesperson looked at Su Yan with a disdainful smile: "Don't you know who you are? The minimum clothes here are close to 10,000."

Su Yan looked at the salesperson amusingly and said, "How do you know I can't afford it?"

"Rotten clothes with such a big hole are still wearing, and the clothes are crumpled. I see many people like you."

The salesperson said that he was even more contemptuous, so he took his hands and held his head high.

Another salesperson also came over, and after inquiring about the situation, he was even more polite.

"Sir, this shop only serves the upper class, you should go to other shops."

Under normal circumstances, this kind of luxury is not the case. After all, luxury stores hire professional salespersons who are very qualified.

But when they saw that Su Yan was so desolate and the clothes with a big hole still on, they thought he was here to make trouble, so they didn't show mercy.

An angry expression appeared on Su Yan's face, and he said directly: "You are so sure that I can't afford it. Even if I can't afford it, can't I go shopping in this store? You opened it?"

The salesperson was so angry on the spot that he waved his hand and ignored Su Yan, and ran to the other side to greet the customers.

Su Yan was not in a very good mood at first. In this situation, he became even more angry. He wanted these two dogs to look at the low-ranking salesperson and look down on the price of people.

Su Yan was going to buy all the clothes in the shop. The addition of stock on this shop was only tens of millions, which was not a trivial matter for Su Yan.

However, the two salespersons ignored him and went to greet a man with a leather bag in his hand.

"Sir, what clothes do you want to choose?"

"Oh, let me take a look at the tie. If it is worthy of my temperament, money is not a problem."

The salesperson's eyes lit up. The customer was covered in gold and his clothes were of the local tyrant's level. This shows that he has the purchasing power, and the smile on his face could not help being sweeter.

"Mr. is a wealthy boss."

"No, it's just the vice president of the company."

"That's amazing, right? It's more than 100,000 a month."

The local tyrant golden man smiled and said: "More than 100,000, what can more than 100,000 do? I have at least four to five million a month."

The salesperson was shocked, more respectful, and winked at the local golden man, which was self-evident.

But the local tyrant golden man didn't even look at the salesperson, and said directly: "Quickly choose a tie for me."

"Good, good, right now."

But after a while, the salesperson chose a tie, handed it to the local tyrant golden man, and said: "Mr. This golden tie is the most in line with your temperament. Wearing it is absolutely arrogant."

The local tyrant golden man nodded, and glanced at the price, which was just over 30,000, which was completely within his range.

But Su Yan walked up at this moment and said directly: "I want this tie."

Before the local golden man spoke, the two salespersons became angry and stared at Su Yan directly.

"If you go out, if you dare to make trouble here, I will be called a bodyguard."

The local tyrant golden man looked at Su Yan, saw a big hole in his clothes, wrinkled, and his face showed contempt.

"Who are you, can you afford it?!"

"He just came here to make trouble. He is dressed like this and he comes here to buy things, and he doesn't look at how many catties he is."

The two salespersons and the local tyrant golden man looked at Su Yan with contempt, and naturally looked down upon him. They had also seen many such people.

Su Yan didn't care and said directly, "Can't afford it, is the money enough?"

Su Yanzhi Level 2 took out 40,000 yuan from his wallet and threw it on the counter, looking at the salesperson indifferently.

The salesperson's expression changed, and he never thought that Su Yan would be able to directly take out 40,000 yuan in cash, so he was shocked and didn't dare to say another word.

However, the local golden man smiled and said, "Who still uses cash now, a hillbilly."

Su Yan directly slapped the cash, thinking that this was more imposing and could hit two salespersons in the face, but he didn't expect this local golden man to look down on him.

"It's your shit, if I don't have enough money, it will be enough.

Naturally, Su Yan looked at the local tyrant golden man with a faceless expression. If it weren't for his scruples that this was a public place and didn't want to expose his identity on the East Island prematurely, otherwise the man would have gone to the ground floor to play.