Game Of Life System!

Chapter 38: Sinking

"Is there anything you don't like about this?"

Zhou Wang started directly from the first piece of clothing and asked, "What about this one? And this one?"

Jiang Mo was actually a little confused, and Zhou Wang didn't give her any time to think. As soon as he saw her shaking her head, he immediately picked out that piece of clothing and then continued to ask about the next one.

Under such a quick selection, the ones Jiang Mo eliminated were indeed styles that she didn't like very much.

Soon, Zhou Wang had taken down five or six pieces of clothing along the three rows of hangers. He looked at the remaining half of the hangers and saw that they could be combined into seven or eight outfits, and then he nodded with satisfaction.

"That's pretty much it."

Then Zhou Wang looked at the female saleswomen of luxury goods who were confused throughout the whole process, and said, "Except for what I took out, I want the rest. Let's settle the accounts."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou!"

Several sales ladies were stunned at first, but the female saleswoman from the LV store was the first to react. As if the ice and snow were thawing, her face instantly showed the brightest smile.

Although they were inevitably surprised due to their professionalism, they did not just stand there stupidly. Instead, they quickly began to remove labels and pack clothes, striving to complete this large order as quickly as possible.

"Zhou Wang, I can't wear that many clothes, you..."

Jiang Mo, who had been frozen in place as soon as Zhou Wang said "The rest will be taken", finally realized what she was doing. She panicked and wanted to step forward to stop him.

"Listen to me!"

Enough time had been wasted, and Zhou Wang didn't want to continue arguing with her, so he interrupted her in a bad tone.

Then Jiang Mo stopped talking as expected.

Zhou Wang glanced at her in surprise and looked at Jiang Mo who was standing quietly. Zhou Wang recalled a few details of yesterday and couldn't help but touch his chin.

Something's wrong, this senior seems to have some attributes like that!

But Zhou Wang is not too sure yet and needs to verify it again.

"Mr. Zhou, do these bags also need to be packed?"

At this time, the salesmen had already packed up the clothes and shoes, and there were only a few LV bags left on the hangers.

"Wrap them all up...Oh, by the way, wrap up those stockings too."

Zhou Wang glanced out of the corner of his eye and realized that a few pairs of stockings from Balenciaga were missing, so he quickly added.

Why are these salesmen so ignorant?

He didn't specifically ask Jiang Mo just now because he was afraid that Jiang Mo would be embarrassed, but with Jiang Mo's height of 177cm and her perfect leg shape, these stockings would be a waste if she couldn't wear them!

Fortunately, Jiang Mo did not take the path of "welfare queen", otherwise all the so-called "leg girls" on the platform would have been laid off.

Although the owner of the hair consignment shop had bad intentions, he still had a vicious vision.

Moreover, Zhou Wang has actually used it and knows that Jiang Mo's legs not only look good, but also feel very nice, tender and elastic, which can provide warmth in winter and relieve the heat in summer. They are the best.

"Okay, okay..."

The saleswomen were busy again. Jiang Mo, who had reddish cheeks, hesitated to speak, but when Zhou Wang's slightly stern eyes stopped her, she still didn't say anything.

"Mr. Zhou, the total is 768,000."

Bella checked the final total bill with him, and he only had to pay the money to the hotel, which would settle the bill separately with several brand stores.

Although he already knew it wouldn't be cheap, Jiang Mo's heart skipped a beat when he heard this number.

The transfer of 50,000 yuan would not surprise her. To be honest, she knew what level her appearance was. If she really let herself go, there would be many people willing to spend 50,000 yuan to support her.

She couldn't resist Zhou Wan. There were multiple complex factors, not just money.

But when she saw Zhou Wang spending 700,000 yuan an hour and helping her buy clothes, she once again received a strong psychological shock.

No matter how confident she was, she would never think that she could easily find a man who would spend 700,000 yuan for her. Moreover, in her subconscious expectation, she always thought that the 50,000 yuan that Zhou Wang transferred to her... was the price of one month.

Because everyone's perception is this, isn't that kind of thing calculated on a monthly basis?

But now Jiang Mo realized that she might be very wrong. She looked at Zhou Wang, her eyes becoming more complicated.

After Zhou Wang broke down her psychological defense and turned their relationship into a transaction in a arrogant way, her good impression of Zhou Wang should have been wiped out, but she found that she still seemed to be constantly sink...

"Ms. Jiang, should we help you put away these clothes or..."

Bella's voice woke Jiang Mo up, and she realized that during the moment when she was distracted, Zhou Wang had already paid.

The saleswomen also left, leaving only Bella and two other waitresses looking at her inquiringly.

"Well... I'll do it myself."

Jiang Mo looked at the various clothes spread throughout the living room and walked over quickly.

"Then we won't bother you. The sizes of the clothes are all chosen according to your figure. You'd better try them all again. If there is anything that doesn't fit, I will return it to you."

After Bella finished speaking, she left with the others. Jiang Mo packed it up carefully and with a bit of joy. As for Zhou Wang... he just stood there in a daze.

Because while Jiang Mo was dazzled, the "ding-ding-ding" prompts of the system in his mind never stopped, almost becoming a Christmas symphony.

Of course, the content of the prompts is the same:

[The material desires of the bound object Jiang Mo have been satisfied, and the desire consumption funds have been distributed]

The text message alerts on the mobile phone also kept ringing.

"China Merchants Bank: Your current account with the last number 1111 received RMB 188,000 at 10:26 on July 5."

"China Merchants Bank: Your current account with the last number 1111 received RMB 121,000 at 10:27 on July 5."

"China Merchants Bank..."

Almost every time Jiang Mo looked at a piece of clothing, a sum of desire money arrived in his account.

The number is more than a hundred thousand, and the number is as few as eighty or ninety thousand.

He had just swiped out more than 700,000, and it was all returned in less than 5 minutes. After Jiang Mo finished sorting all the clothes, shoes and socks, Zhou Wang opened the bank app and took a look, leaving his own money behind. The total amount of desire consumption funds has reached 5 million, with a fraction of 30,000 more.

System, don't be too outrageous!

Why is Jiang Mo's money so easy to make? As long as he buys and buys, it will keep doubling. Who is the host?

Criticisms return, and Zhou Wang has a headache. There is a tendency that he will never be able to spend all the money!

"Wang Zhou..."

At this time, Jiang Mo called him.

"Why don't we return these?"

Zhou Wang originally thought Jiang Mo was still embarrassed, but when he walked over, he realized that she was really embarrassed.

The clothes she took out separately were all sexy styles that she had never tried before. There were hollow tops, mini skirts, and undershirts with very little fabric. They were probably hung on hangers when they were selected. Zhou Wang didn't pay attention to the fish that slipped through the net.

"Stay here, just go out without wearing it."

The implication of Zhou Wang's words was obvious. Jiang Mo suddenly fell silent again, but he didn't object.

Zhou Wang glanced at her, her expression was still so interesting, and there was some vague struggle in her coldness.

So Zhou Wang slowly approached her.

Jiang Mo's heart was beating very fast, but after experiencing what happened three times last night, she could no longer think of any resistance.

Seeing Jiang Mo closing his eyes as if resigned to his fate, Zhou Wang remembered his previous guess, but was no longer satisfied with it.

He leaned over and whispered in Jiang Mo's ear with a commanding tone: "Open your mouth and stick out your tongue..."