Chapter 54

"Hey, little girl, how do you talk to me! I just got this flower..."

"Hehe, a flower? A morning glory, perhaps? Madam, if I stepped on something, I'll admit to it, but you talk about tearing my skirt and taking advantage of me, that's just plain rude. Look at this young man, he's only a teenager, about the same age as your son. How could he take advantage of you..."

The fat woman was speechless with anger.

More and more people gathered around, watching a young and beautiful girl argue with a fat middle-aged woman. When they heard the girl's reasonable words, they all burst into laughter.

"Hmph, Lin Feng must have had a bad life to have a classmate like you!"

Seeing that she couldn't win against the new girl, the fat woman turned to attack Zhao Zhigang, who clearly wasn't good with words.

Zhao Zhiqiang stood at a distance and took a closer look. His brother was standing behind Lin Xuerou, and his mother, looking nervous, was holding his brother. The fat woman, who had just recovered, had her hands on her hips, and her pig-like eyes were about to bulge out!

So it was like this! He immediately felt a great deal of appreciation and gratitude for Lin Xuerou's actions. His brother's personality was a bit weak, and his mother never fought with other women. If Lin Xuerou hadn't stepped in, who knows what the fat woman might have done.

He took two steps in one, hurriedly walking to the front of the clothing store and standing to the right of Lin Xuerou.

Lin Xuerou saw him and smiled slightly.

The fat woman was about to start a scene but was surprised to see another young man standing in front of the two.

Judging by his appearance, he was probably part of their family.

However, she didn't want to give up. She paused for a moment, then pinched her plump fingers and said, "I said, you old country woman, what does it have to do with you, little girl? You're like a dog chasing a rat..."

Lin Xuerou didn't back down, and she sneered, "Madam, you look well-dressed, even though everything is a knockoff, but you still look like a cadre. Why are you spouting like a toilet? What's wrong with country people? This lady is about your age. Could you also be called a fat old woman or a barrel aunt?"

Ha ha...

The crowd burst into laughter again!

The fat woman's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot.

"What? Are you bullying me because you're more numerous? I'm telling you, you have to be reasonable. She stepped on my clothes, so she has to pay! This is a high-end French Christian Dior, the latest limited edition, priced at over 30,000 yuan!" She took the clothes out of the bag and showed them to the onlookers.

The clothes were just creased, and the packaging wasn't even broken.

Most of the onlookers, except for a few who really understood fashion, were women who only recognized the price and the store's appearance.

A woman stepped forward, "Is this real? I've been looking at it on the official website for a long time but couldn't get one."

Lin Xuerou smiled slightly and walked closer, picking up the label on the clothes and the packaging, pointing to a line of text, and said, "Over 30,000 yuan? Hehe, you really know how to buy. This shirt looks exactly like the latest limited edition, but this is a knockoff from Shishi. If you bought it on Taobao, it would cost about 2,000 yuan. If you got it from a specialty store, it would cost about 8,000 yuan. The real one isn't even supplied in the domestic market, and you have a Chinese label. Hehe~"

It wasn't just Lin Xuerou who knew about this. Half of the onlookers, especially the store clerks, were more familiar with it. They immediately leaned in to look and confirmed that the clothes were indeed a domestic knockoff!

"Tsk tsk, bringing a fake to show off? Really."

Many people looked at the fat woman with sarcastic eyes. The meaning was clear: you can show off, but bringing a fake to a real store to complain...

"You're poor, so just admit it!"

"Exactly, look at her country bumpkin look. I don't think her clothes are as good as this madam's, simple and real. Who knows if she's wearing mink or rat fur?" Two store clerks joined in the attack, recognizing that the woman in front of their store was a lifetime member of Versace, Ms. Lin Xuerou.

The woman's secret was exposed, and her face turned even redder!

She was about to gather her things and flee when Zhao Zhiqiang smiled at Lin Xuerou and said, "Doctor Lin, you're here, what a coincidence. I'm not good at choosing clothes for my mother. Could you help me pick out a few suitable outfits for her at Versace? This card doesn't have much money, but it has a few million."

The woman didn't believe it and looked at Zhao Zhiqiang suspiciously, thinking of what to say.

He handed the card to Lin Xuerou and calmly stood in front of the woman.

"What? Trying to extort me? Fine, let's go to the specialty store and the consumer association. We'll get your goods appraised first to see how much they're worth, then we'll talk about the damage from the step. I can buy dozens of these shirts with the money in my bag. Hmph, my brother is so pitiful, how could he be classmates with the son of a woman who likes to wear fake knockoffs and act all high and mighty?"

He opened his bag, and ten bundles of a million yuan each were laid out in front of Lin Feng's mother and the onlookers.

"We have plenty of money, let's go get it appraised—Oh, you're a civil servant, right? Hehe, no wonder you're wearing knockoffs... But even if you're wearing knockoffs, it must cost you over ten thousand yuan. Madam, how much do you earn a month? I heard that civil servants in Linzhou only earn about 2,000 yuan..."

Zhao Zhiqiang smiled calmly, holding the money as if he was about to throw it. He recognized the brands and the woman's behavior, which was typical of a cadre, bossy and condescending.

"You, you! Hmph—"

Amidst the crowd's ridicule, the fat woman couldn't even form a complete sentence. She quickly gathered her torn skirt and hurriedly walked towards the escalator!

Lin Xuerou stood in the Versace store, smiling and shaking her head as she carefully examined a silk scarf. Zhao Zhiqiang stood in front of the mirror, watching his mother, who looked radiant in her new clothes, and happily called out to his brother.

...

Lin Xuerou's arrival really helped the Zhao brothers a lot. Hua Xuemei was quickly convinced and chose two sets of winter clothes, undergarments, and other items, totaling over 30,000 yuan, all mid-to-low-end styles. Hua Xuemei reluctantly accepted, but she was secretly excited—occasionally glancing at her eldest son and then at Lin Xuerou...

She also helped the Zhao brothers and their father pick out some clothes. Following Zhao Zhiqiang's usual low-key principle, he chose an unknown German brand for himself, but picked a young and fashionable style for his brother. After a few hours, they spent over 60,000 yuan, and the Zhao brothers were loaded with clothes.

At this point, Zhao Zhiqiang, reminded by his brother, asked Lin Xuerou.

"Xuerou, you've spent so much time with us. And that classmate's mother, if it weren't for you, my mother might have been bullied. Thank you."

"Hehe, no need to thank me. I was just browsing, and I happened to be off work. I was planning to call you and bring the medicine before going home. I didn't know you had moved down from the mountain."

"Browsing? Hehe, is it because of the new Versace silk scarf, the Millennium Medusa, that you came to shop for spring?"

The price tag was 19,800 yuan...

As if by magic, he took a small, exquisite box from a pile of bags, and inside was the silk scarf he had seen her look at three times, the Millennium Dream Medusa.

"Ah!" Lin Xuerou felt a warm surge in her heart, "I'm sorry, I can't accept it..."

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