"Hengzi, come on, try on this dress."
"Ah Hao, do you like this wallet?"
"This watch is very good. I bought it. I won't save money for you, Sister Lou."
"Eh? Do you want some candy? This is delicious."
"TV, can you two have a TV?"
In Daimaru Department Store, Lou Xiao'e seemed to be a rich girl wielding a steel ball, spending money like water, leading Chu Heng, Cen Hao, and the children to go shopping frantically.
In the blink of an eye, the three of them were covered with all kinds of bags, including clothes, food, and useful things, and the price of everything was very high.
"It's almost done, Sister Xiao'e. If you buy more, you won't be able to take it. Besides, if you buy so much, it won't be convenient for us to take it back."
Chu Heng, whose legs were about to go thin, looked at the woman in front of him with a headache and tried to dissuade Lou Xiaoe again. He had already found many reasons to try to stop her, but in the end she would dismiss her with a few words.
"Yeah? Is that so much?" Lou Xiao'e looked back after hearing this, and she was a little surprised to see that she had bought so many things without knowing it.
Looking at the three people who were almost human-shaped shelves, she rolled her eyes a few times, smiled and handed the car keys to her, saying: "What about that, Ah Hao, Han Fan, you guys put your things back in the car first."
"No, you still want to buy it?" Chu Hengsheng said helplessly: "You might as well empty out the store!"
"Oh, just pick two more clothes for the old lady." Lou Xiao'e stepped forward with a smile, took off the things from Chu Heng and hung them on Cen Hao and Han Fan, then pulled him away.
Not long after, the two came to a counter selling records.
Chu Heng looked at the stacks of black records on the counter and looked at Lou Xiao'e in surprise: "Sister Xiao'e, what do you mean?"
"Hmm..." Lou Xiao'e looked at the records with a look of reminiscence on her face, as if she had returned to the scene where the deaf old lady and Silly Zhu were enjoying music together in the courtyard.
A sweet smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, and then she turned back to Chu Heng and said, "Hengzi, I want to ask you something."
"Say." Chu Heng looked at her doubtfully.
"I want to buy something for Shazhu, but you can't tell him that I bought it, okay?" Lou Xiao'e prayed.
Chu Heng was amused when he heard this: "What? You still can't let him go?"
"If I could let him go so easily, I would be so heartless." Lou Xiao'e's delicately made-up face showed a touch of bitterness: "I deceived him and failed him, so now I want to Do something for him to alleviate the guilt of your conscience, please help me, I beg you."
"Hey, you can't say that. It's just fate. No one can be sorry to anyone." Chu Heng looked at the miserable mandarin duck sadly and comforted: "Besides, even if you were really sorry for him before, but now you Wouldn't you rather be stabbed in the spine and given a bad reputation as a womanly woman, yet you insisted on giving him a son? This emotional debt can be considered wiped off."
"Huh? You...you...how did you know that this child is Shazhu's?" Lou Xiao'e, who was feeling sad, raised her head in surprise.
Chu Heng rolled his eyes and said, "Do you really think that others don't know about you sleeping under the covers with Silly Zhu? If you count the days when you left and the days when you gave birth to the child, you can guess who it is with your toes. "
"Only you!" Lou Xiao'e punched him in the chest in shame, and immediately warned: "I'm telling you, you must never tell Silly Zhu about this. With his temperament, if he really knows that he has My son is outside, so I have to worry about getting sick."
"Hey, he is indeed my pillowmate. You really understand him." Chu Heng said with a wink.
"Go aside!"
Lou Xiao'e pushed him away angrily, walked to the counter, selected a few symphony records, paid the money and handed them to Chu Heng: "Take it, tell me you sold it when you get back."
"Oh, it's quite artistic. My old lover gave me either clothes or a watch. It's good of you that you also gave me a record." Chu Heng took the bag nagging.
"You know nothing!"
Lou Xiao'e turned around and walked away, her plump buttocks twisting and turning, attracting many male compatriots to look at her sideways.
"No, what else are you buying?" Chu Heng hurriedly chased after him.
"I'm buying him a watch. He really likes watches." Lou Xiao'e stood in front of the Citizen counter, holding a diamond watch with a high price tag and looking at it repeatedly. The sweet look on her face made her look like a watch. Licking the dog.
"Stop it!"
Chu Heng hurriedly grabbed the watch and put it back, and said to her angrily: "Can you use your brain? Brother Zhuzhu is neither my son nor my grandson. It would be nice if I could buy him a few records. I also Give me a watch? Am I crazy or something!"
After his reminder, Lou Xiao'e also realized that something was wrong and could only leave the counter in disappointment. However, the woman was still unwilling to give in. She turned around and went to the place where she bought lighters. She spent more than 300 yuan and bought one that looked like a lighter. Only the plain silver and diamond-encrusted lighters are worth mentioning.
Then, under Chu Heng's eyes, she bought some clothes for the deaf old lady and Ni Yinghong. Only then did she end the shopping trip with satisfaction. Then she waved her hand and took them to a nearby store. It's a pretty high-end restaurant, so keep splurging.
…
On a sunny morning, a young man with a slightly green face came downstairs of the Mandarin Hotel.
He looked up at the luxurious front of the hotel, his clear eyes filled with stupidity.
The young man’s name is Ban Ansan, and he lives in Saigon. He is a new breed of leek who has just graduated from high school. The reason why he came all the way here is to participate in an interview.
After stopping downstairs for a while, the young man who was participating in the interview for the first time took a deep breath nervously, adjusted the obviously too big suit he borrowed from his neighbor, and then walked into the hotel with anxiety.
"Hello, sir, how may I help you?"
As soon as Fang entered the lobby, a waiter greeted him with a very friendly smile on his face.
"Well, I'm here for an interview with Mr. Chu." Ban Anshan smiled a little reservedly. Standing in this magnificent lobby, he always felt that he, a poor man who came out of a squatter house, was out of place.
"Ah, Mr. Chu, please come with me."
When the waiter heard his purpose, his expression became even more friendly. He eagerly waited for him to come to the elevator and personally sent him to a business room on the 21st floor.
In the room, Chu Heng sat elegantly behind a desk, wearing a designer suit and flat gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. Although the smile on his face was bright, there was a hint of coldness, although he hadn't done anything yet. What, but there seemed to be an invisible aura radiating outward from him, making people feel a little depressed.
