Personalized Dragon Son-in-law

Quiet! Dead silence!

Everyone in the box was stunned. Can Gao Fu handsome Zhou Jun wear parallel goods? The most important thing is that Jiang Feng said this.

Zhou Jun took a smoke from the corner of his mouth. In order to maintain his demeanor in front of Wang Rou, he didn't get angry directly. He just disdained and said, "you say my clothes are imitation. What evidence is there?"

Hong Hui was furious without scruples and said angrily, "do you think brother Zhou is a poor man like you? I think you're just envious. You're deliberately throwing dirty water on brother Zhou. If you can't give a reason today, I'll make you go! "

"That is, what does a person who wears floor stall goods know? He is still talking shamelessly if he doesn't know the goods!"

"What does he know? He's just a clown who makes trouble deliberately."

Many people in the box began to attack Jiang Feng. None of them thought what he said was true.

Wang Rou doesn't know whether what Jiang Feng said is true or false. There is a kind of angry blush on that beautiful face. After all, Jiang Feng is her nominal husband. Even if they are wrong, these people go too far.

Jiang Feng smiled and didn't realize that he had provoked public anger at all. He continued to pull hatred and said, "do you really want me to say? Then some people's faces won't hang. "

Shit! This guy is still putting on airs. It must be you who lose face!

The people in the box were stimulated again.

Hong Hui was so angry that he looked at Jiang Feng provocatively and said with a sneer, "say, if you can say a noon Ding Mao today, I'll call you Grandpa three times! If you can't say it, climb out of the box like a dog! "

He believes that Zhou Jun will definitely not wear parallel goods. When Jiang Feng is talking big, he can let Jiang Feng get out in a disheartened manner and drive away the troublesome waste son-in-law. This is a great achievement.

"That's what you said." Jiang Feng touched his chin and bet himself that it was not looking for a face. He asked with a smile: "you won't go back and admit it?"

Hong Hui gritted his teeth and said, "so many people present can testify to me. If you lose, you not only have to climb out, but also learn to bark while climbing."

When they saw that Hong Hui and Jiang Feng were pinching up and making such a fierce bet, they were all excited and ready to see how Jiang Feng made a fool of himself.

Jiang Feng narrowed his eyes, but his voice was not loud, but it spread all over the audience.

"Zhou Jun's suit was designed by Carlo Bailey, a famous Italian fashion designer, which embodies the art of cutting and the spirit of pursuing excellence. It is made of top fabrics by hand. Suits, shirts and ties are no exception. There are only 100 sets in the world.

In fact, even if it is the top fabric, the price of pure manual sewing will not be as high as 300000. The secret is that each button of the shirt is made of mother of pearl, grinded manually and inlaid with small diamonds.

Zhou Jun's suit is indeed authentic in appearance, but the shirt, that is, the core thing, is imitation. The shirt buttons are just ordinary goods, and there are no small diamonds. People who don't know this naturally can't see it. If you don't believe it, you can check it on the Internet with your mobile phone, and you will know whether what I said is true or false. "

Everyone present was stunned and couldn't help looking at Zhou Jun's shirt. As Jiang Feng said, it was just an ordinary button without a small diamond.

Some unbelievers immediately took out their mobile phones, checked the Internet, looked carefully and exclaimed, "what he said is true!"

When the whole box was quiet, there was no sound, and everyone stopped talking.

Zhou Jun blushed as if he had been slapped in the face.

How does this boy know so much? You can know who the designer is at a glance, even the name.

Even about the shirt button, if he didn't say it, no one would know.

Now he really wants to find a seam to drill in. The whole Zhou family even wears parallel goods. Even if half of them are true, after all, the core shirt is imitation. The 300000 flowers are the same as the wrong big head.

"That shopkeeper dares to fool me. I'll settle with him later!"

Zhou Jun said with hate that he wanted to see Jiang Feng make a fool of himself. It's good that not only himself but also everyone present has become an ignorant layman. His face is really slapping.

The most ugly face is Hong Hui, who bet with Jiang Feng. At the moment, his intestines are almost blue. Jiang Feng's story is true. Doesn't he say he wants to call him Grandpa three times in front of everyone?

The cold sweat on Hong Hui's forehead came down. He really wanted to call this waste son-in-law Grandpa. Tomorrow he would become the laughing stock of the whole Liuzhou people after dinner. How could he have the face to go out and meet people.

While the people were still in shock and surprise, he quietly wanted to slip away.

It's better to run away from gambling than to make grandpa a laughing stock for others. It's a big deal to find an excuse to fool around and say that he had a stomachache at that time.

"Hey, who's that? Where are you going? Is it time to fulfill your bet? "

At this time, Jiang Feng's lazy voice suddenly sounded in the box. With sharp eyes, he found Hong Hui trying to escape.

Trying to escape in front of his first killer? Even without eyes, Jiang Feng can master everyone's every move in the room.

"I..."

Hong Hui said only one word and couldn't go on. Depressed, he had an impulse to spit blood. He smiled and said, "I have a stomachache. I have to go to the bathroom."

"You don't want to escape, do you? There are so many witnesses present. It won't take much time to fulfill the bet. Now call me right away. You can't say less! "

Jiang Feng took out his ears and made a look of listening.

"You..."

Hong Hui trembled with anger, and his cheeks were burning.

Jiang Feng revealed his motives. It was impossible for him to sneak away.

If you don't scream, this bastard won't let himself go. He doesn't know how ugly he will say.

Hong Hui shouted three times: "Grandpa! Grandpa! Grandpa! "

"Oh, what a good grandson!"

Jiang Feng answered with satisfaction. It was so cool and much more comfortable.

Hong Hui opened the door and fled. Fortunately, he said he wanted to go to the bathroom. He really lost his life. He even called the waste husband Grandpa.

No one cheered or laughed, and they all felt hot on their faces.

Just now, there are not a few people who ridiculed Jiang Feng. Hong Hui is not the only one who slapped Jiang Feng in the face.