While Hao Yunyang was looking at phones, Chen Pingping – the wine-red-haired girl who had just left – was now laughing and holding Zhao Chenxin’s arm, speaking breathlessly and charmingly: “Did you see that guy just now? Lowering his head and hiding in the corner, how funny! Does he really think we didn’t see him?”
“Pingping,” Zhao Chenxin smiled helplessly, stopping: “Can you be a bit more dignified?”
“What’s wrong with my dignity? Didn’t you see everyone’s eyes were on me?” Chen Pingping covered her mouth and giggled: “But that guy was quite cute. If he wore some brand-name clothes and cleaned up a bit, he wouldn’t look so bad, right?”
“Hehe,” Zhao Chenxin laughed and didn’t respond.
“That line ‘What’s your name, miss?’ the other day was quite something,” Chen Pingping continued talking to herself: “Looks like an innocent virgin, but the clothes he was wearing probably didn’t cost more than a hundred yuan. Otherwise, I might have wanted to tease him.”
“By the way, who are you buying a phone for today?” Zhao Chenxin, unable to bear Pingping’s chatter, changed the subject: “Didn’t you just buy one last month?”
“That guy’s wife was causing a scene, so I had to change my target,” Chen Pingping laughed: “Men are like production lines. You have to give them some raw materials so they can produce what you want!
“Heh…” Zhao Chenxin let out a light laugh, not trying to persuade anything. For her good friend’s decision, she was powerless to interfere. This was her personal freedom and life values. Zhao Chenxin had also tried to make efforts before, but the result… better left unmentioned.
Chapter Thirty: High-End Computer
The phone he bought was for his sister, negotiated down to 1,200 yuan and settled. Hao Yunyang left the phone store carrying the box, but didn’t go to the express delivery company or post office. He knew that if he suddenly mailed a phone home now, it might cause a major commotion. In the worst case, his parents might even come directly from Chengdu.
