Xu Xiaoming was inexplicably kissed by Wenxiu. Although she felt helpless, she was still happy inside. After all, Wen Xiu was still a great beauty, her figure and face was not inferior to Ding Chunhua's. In fact, she was even more beautiful than Ding Chunhua who had never taken the Face Preserving Pill before.

To be kissed by such a great beauty, this trip wasn't a loss. More importantly, it had saved a girl who was about to lose her footing.

After Wen Xiu completed the discharge procedures for her father, Xu Xiaoming found a large pharmacy and gave Wen He some mild medicine to supplement his body. After all, he had just recovered from a serious illness, if he were to take Little Pei Yuan directly, he would definitely not be able to recover, and at that time, his body would have a bigger problem.

Xu Xiaoming looked at Wen Xiu's clothes and they were slightly pale from washing. Although they looked very clean, they were unspeakably sore.

"Xiu, I see that your clothes are getting old. Uncle is the same. How about this? We're in the city today anyway. I'll take you guys to buy some clothes." Xu Xiaoming said.

Xiu lowered her head, blushing and nodding.

Of course, Wen He had more principles, he had always maintained his own position, saying that he did not want Xu Xiaoming to spend money. After that, Xu Xiaoming thought of a way to ask Ah Xiu for her bank card number and gave her 30,000 yuan using his phone.

However, because Ah Xiu did not bind her phone with her bank card, she did not know how much money Xu Xiaoming had transferred to her.

"Uncle, it's alright. I won't give you the money, alright? Since you've just recovered from your illness, you should at least change into a new set of clothes to celebrate. Go and be sick!" Xu Xiaoming said with a smile.

"En, alright!" Wen He smiled and nodded, then said: "Xiu, help Xiao Ming buy clothes in a while, after all, he has helped us so much, we cannot be stingy, we need to buy his name plate."

Wenxiu also smiled and nodded.

The few of them laughed and talked about it, and just in time, they saw a man's clothing store in Hai Lan's house. Wen He looked at the cabinets behind the glass windows, and saw many straight suits and T-shirts hanging on top of the windows. He immediately pulled Xu Xiaoming in, and said that he wanted to buy one for him.

Xu Xiaoming did not reject, and they went in.

Inside Hai Lan family, two servants wearing beautiful clothes were chatting casually, the two of them only shot a glance at Xu Xiaoming and the other two, and turned to head back to chat.

Although Wen He was not wearing a hospital gown, but after staying in the ward for a long time, his body had a strange smell. Both Xu Xiaoming and Wen Xiu naturally did not feel anything special, but when the two attendants saw Wen He walking over, they covered their noses with their hands, looking disgusted.

"I say, the clothes in your shop look pretty straight and spirited. How are they sold?" Wen He asked with a smile.

A waitress covered her nose and impatiently said, "Isn't there a price tag on it? No eyes can't see! "

A waitress covered her nose and said with a look of disdain, "You stinky beggar! You can't afford to buy our clothes, get out of here so that the stinky air won't affect our business!"

Wen He had always been a simple farmer, working hard in the fields, earning money with blood and sweat. He had never been looked down upon before, but now, he was being called a beggar. No one would be able to stand this anger!

"How did you open a shop to do business? Is that how you treat your customers? " Wen He blushed and asked.

"Heh heh, you think that poor people like you are worthy of calling me a customer? "Just a casual t-shirt alone would cost five to six thousand, any suit would cost fifty to six million!" The first waiter sneered.

Another waiter put his hands on his hips and said mockingly, "Those who can afford clothes are called customers. Paupers who can't afford clothes can just scram to the side!"

"You!" Wen He almost fainted from anger. In his entire life, he had never seen such a sarcastic and sarcastic clothing shop assistant. However, when he thought about the exorbitant prices for these clothes, he could not help but hold back his anger, "What kind of quality is this? So what if the clothes are expensive? We'll go to another store and buy them. This kind of store will sooner or later close! "

Wen He said as he walked out of the shop, his face full of anger.

At this time, Xu Xiaoming, who was standing at the side, could no longer watch and pulled Wen He and said: "Uncle, who said we could not afford it, we are not lacking in money!"

Xu Xiaoming's face revealed a playful smile, he pointed at the white t-shirt that was hung in the shop and said: "This T-shirt looks pretty good on this side, give me one!"

When Wen Xiu saw the tag on the T-shirt, she realized that it actually cost 800 yuan. She tugged on Xu Xiaoming's clothes and said: "This t-shirt is too expensive, I can't really see the quality of the shirt, let's go to another shop!"

As before, Xu Xiaoming pointed at the T-shirt, laughed and said: "It's only 800, it's not expensive at all. My house seems to be missing a cloth, I feel that this cloth is really suitable for making cloth to wipe the table."

When the waiter heard this, he got even angrier and he sneered, "In this world, there are always people who like to act tough. They want to slap their faces to make them fat. Who would believe that 800 yuan worth of clothes is used as a cloth?"

The other waiter also felt that something was amiss, so he immediately stopped the waiter and gave him a look. Eight hundred yuan of clothes would at least give him a hundred percent commission, no matter how small it was, it was still meat. He smiled, walked to Xu Xiaoming, and said: "Sir, are you sure you want this clothes? I'll wrap it up for you right now. Do you want to pay in cash or swipe your card? "

Xu Xiaoming shook his head and said: "Using cash is troublesome, so let's just swipe your card!" With that, he took out the construction card that the Li family had given him.

Xu Xiaoming took out the card and handed it over. The face of the waiter immediately changed and he said in surprise: "Isn't this the Silver ranked credit card from the Construction Bank? It seems like you can overdraw three hundred thousand. "

When the other waiter heard this, his expression changed. To be able to afford such a high credit card, how could there be such a powerful beggar?

The slap was not short. He had actually missed out on a customer. If he had casually sold a suit, he would have earned seven to eight hundred commission!

The server's face immediately became respectful. He swiped Xu Xiaoming's card across his PDA, and had Xu Xiaoming enter his password.

The numbers on the screen flashed and a seven digit screen appeared … The heck, one million and two hundred thousand yuan...

The two waiters looked at each other, and their intestines turned green with regret...