At this second, the manager looked like a very righteous person, but in the next second, he changed directly!

Until Ming Lang took out a bank card.

"Except for the ones he wears and the ones he took, I want all the sizes I can wear in your store!"

Ming Lang said in a calm tone.

Hearing his words, the manager was stunned. Except for the style of the two pieces that the fat man was wearing and the one that the fat man was wearing, he wanted all other styles that only Minglang could wear!

You know, this is a shop of 600 square meters!

For one style and one piece, at least seven or eight hundred thousand, maybe even a million, and many clothes cost tens of thousands or tens of thousands.

Who would spend millions of dollars on a piece of clothing? Even if there were really that kind of extraordinary rich people, wouldn't they be everywhere in this magic city?

"Hehe, sir, you really know how to joke with me!"

The manager laughed jokingly.

The fat man immediately laughed and said: "Stupid thing, just one style in this store, you can't afford to lose 700,000 yuan, how much can you have in your stinky dick?! Seven hundred?! Seven thousand?! Or seventy thousand?! No money to pretend here!�

"Isn't that clear enough?! Except for the ones he's wearing and the ones he's carrying, all of them are the same. Send them to this address!"

After finishing speaking, Ming Lang took out a pen from his pocket, but he couldn't live without paper. The manager spread out his palm very knowingly: "Write me here!"

This manager is also an out-and-out man from Modu. He almost knows many places in several major economic zones, and can judge what stage of salary you are in based on where you live!

But when Ming Lang finished writing, the manager was stunned!

The high-end club of Zuixian Restaurant on No. 2 Road, Huangpu District. People who have a little gossip about what happened there a while ago must have heard about it.

Drunken Immortal Restaurant Clubhouse is the place where the dignitaries of Huangpu District gather, and I heard that a new owner has recently arrived there. Many people don't know about this, but the manager has his own channel, he has heard of it.

After seeing this address, his face changed slightly, and he hurried to the cashier with Minglang's bank card.

"Haha Brother Wang, did he send it to a construction site?! You see, the vest that that stinky brat posted before is so full of blood. It must be from a nearby construction site. Do you really think he is some kind of big client?" Woolen cloth?!"

The fat man laughed and said.

But after the successful payment came from the poss machine behind him, the expressions of Zhou Xiaoxiao and the fat man changed suddenly.

Payment successful? !

Does this mean that he has enough money in his card to pay? !

"Brother Wang, you made a mistake! Can he have 700,000 in his card?!"

The fat man continued to shout.

But the manager smiled slightly and said, "Who told you that one style at a time is only worth 700,000 yuan here?! Also, please don't call me brother, I'll tell you a little bit." Don�t know me well, don�t try to get involved with me just because you bought a few clothes here!�

Or say that the manager will come to trouble, and quickly distinguish who has the advantage.

It's nothing to be able to spend millions of dollars in Shanghai, but he should be one of the few people who can spend as calmly as Ming Lang.

The fat man was stunned for a moment. He probably didn't expect the manager to be so disrespectful to him. How can he say that he bought a lot of clothes here before, and the total cost would be two to three hundred thousand. , and now they are so disdainful.

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