Vol 2 Chapter 620: Hello meat buns

Uh……
Looking at his sneakers, Qin Luo worried that they would be worn out.
LV, full name Louis Vuitton was founded in 1854, one of the world's well-known luxury brands, mainly engaged in fashion, shoes, watches, accessories and jewelry boutiques, providing customers with a French aristocratic experience.
Perhaps due to the approach of the Spring Festival, there are many people in the store, most of whom are shopping for gifts.
"How about this one?" Oylin picked up a belt from the counter and said with a smile.
This is a crocodile leather belt, the color is dark, the style is very good.
But one thing that made Qin Luo dissatisfied was that it was treated with patent leather, and the whole belt looked very shiny.
As far as Qin Luo felt, Qin Lin's character would not like such a patent leather belt very much.
Like Qin Luo, Qin Lin is not an ostentatious person.
"It would be nice if it wasn't patent leather," Qin Luo said.
Oylin nodded, stretched out her hand to beckon to the waiter, and said, "The belt of the same style, give me the one that is not painted."
"Please wait……"
The waiter nodded, turned and left. About two minutes later, she came out again with a belt.
"How much?" Qin Luo asked.
"Thirty-eight thousand."
Uh……
Qin Luo's eyelids jumped wildly.
Sure enough, there is one word highlighted in the luxury store: luxury.
Simply, he is now a wealthy little rich man.
"Since he doesn't want it, then wrap it up for me." Just when Qin Luo was about to speak, a voice came into Qin Luo's ear.
Soon a middle-aged man with a big belly came over, and beside him, he followed a woman with a fashionable dress and heavy makeup.
I don't know why, seeing the woman in front of him, Qin Luo suddenly thought of a song by a famous host of Hunan Satellite TV: I hope it's in your shopping.
Fendi, Gucci, Tiffany, Burberry...
The woman in front of me is a true portrayal of this song.
"Sir, this belt is the goods chosen by this gentleman." The shopping guide girl explained with a smile.
"He? Sir?" Hearing the shopping guide's words, the middle-aged man was happy to bloom, and said with a disdainful face: "Do you dare to be worthy of the name Mr.?"
A pair of sportswear, a pair of white casual shoes.
Add one piece all over the body, no more than 1,000 yuan.
Such people have experienced eye addiction. As for buying? It is absolutely impossible to buy.
Of course, the riots here attracted the attention of shopping crowds, but they just watched, and no one came up to persuade them.
They don't bother to waste their saliva if it doesn't matter whether they are hanging up high and having nothing to do with them.
Soil buns? Not good enough?
Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders, looked at the middle-aged man seriously, and said with a smile, "You are not a soil bun, are you a meat bun?"
Meat buns?
Qin Luo immediately caused a chuckle when he said one sentence.
Not to mention, the middle-aged man's pot belly looks like a meat bun.
"What are you talking about? Have the courage to say it again!" The middle-aged man suddenly became furious.
He grew up so much, and it was the first time he was called a meat bun, which made him angry.
To be honest, Qin Luo had never heard of such a cheap request.
In order to show respect, Qin Luo looked at each other seriously and said, "Hello, meat buns!"
"Hahaha, Woj, this is too funny..."