How dare the salesman do him a favor: "Fu..."

"It doesn't matter." Fu Shuo didn't want to lose to the service of the deep-water port, so he personally said: "Go get me a ribbon, and I will wrap it up for this lady myself."

"Yes." The salesman responded and went.

The rich woman immediately turned her back, picked up the broken hair stuck to her neck, and said to Fu Shuo: "Then help me take it off."

Fu Shuo didn't want to touch her, so he said against his will: "Wear it, it looks great."

"Really?" The rich woman touched the diamond stuck around her neck and said happily: "Since you said so, I will wear it!"

At this time, the salesperson brought a black and gold ribbon for Fu Shuo. As he packed it, he said, "Give me your address, and I'll ask the security guard to take you to your residence."

This is the mall's purpose to protect the rights and interests of its customers. If the eight million pieces of jewelry were robbed on the road, it would be a disaster.

"We're staying in a nearby hotel. We'll be there just a short walk away." The rich woman said, took out her mobile phone and said with a smile: "Handsome man, can you leave your contact information? You can send me pictures of any new models in the future."

The salesperson next to me had a look of dismay on her face. Does this rich woman want to keep Mr. Fu as a little wolfdog?

"You are a foreigner, so you probably rarely have the opportunity to come to S city, right?"

Fu Shuo's implication is that even if he sends pictures, you won't have time to buy them.

The rich woman said: "No, it's just a flight. As long as you send me pictures that I like, I will come often!"

Fu Shuo's mouth twitched.

The rich woman then clicked on her WeChat business card, leaned over and bumped the back of Fu Shuo's hand, saying, "Scan me!"

"I forgot to bring my mobile phone." Fu Shuo's face was not red, and he was making up lies without breathing.

"What's your mobile phone number?"

"I have a wife, and she is very jealous."

"Ah..." The rich woman's expression began to look a little bad.

Fu Shuo then handed the packed box to the salesperson on the side and said businesslikely: "I have already packed it for you. The cashier is on the left. Let her take you there."

"...I asked my husband to come over."

Only then did the rich woman remember the "cash machine" she had forgotten for a long time. She quickly looked around and saw a big bag in front of her husband. There were many things in the small bag. Not only that, her husband also held a ring.

Lu Wanwan's little finger was put on.

Seeing this, both the rich woman and Fu Shuo felt that their heads were green!

The next second, the rich woman walked over quickly and yelled angrily: "Okay, while I was listening to people introducing the design concept over there, you kept flirting with this little vixen!"

Hearing this, Fu Shuo's breath went cold: "You'd better speak with respect. It was obviously your husband who touched her!"

The rich man quickly let go of Lu Wanwan's hand and said, "No, wife, you misunderstood!"

"Misunderstanding? When did you say this when I caught you eating something?" The rich woman picked up a packaging box and continued to condemn: "Look, this is the evidence! This little vixen tricked you into buying so many jewelry.

Have you agreed to go to bed with you?"

After the rich man glanced at Lu Wanwan awkwardly, he said to her: "Don't talk nonsense! Manager Lu is very responsible. These are the fashion items she introduced to me. I want to buy them as gifts..."

."

"You want to buy this to please this little vixen!" The rich woman said faster than him: "You also gave this little vixen a ring. Do you want to divorce me? I'm not dead yet!"

At the same time, Fu Shuo grabbed Lu Wanwan's wrist and tried to take off the ring on her little finger: "Wanwan, take off the ring!"

"Fu Shuo, you hurt me!"

Fu Shuo's strength weakened slightly, but he still said angrily: "Wanwan, I want you to do business, not to betray your lust!"
Chapter completed!