Chapter 88 88, Take Off
"Auntie, watch your mouth. This is not your home. No one will tolerate you!" The person who said this was a childish boy who looked about 17 or 18 years old.
The woman was called auntie by the boy who was about the same age as her, and her face immediately turned ugly. She stood up, pointed at the other party, and said in a loud voice:
"Who are you calling auntie? You are indeed from a poor family, uneducated, a country bumpkin, and you look around like a country bumpkin. I think people like you should not go abroad, so as not to embarrass yourself."
The other party was obviously not willing to be outdone, and retorted: "I think you are the one who lacks family education. You must have eaten feces for breakfast, otherwise why would you spray feces everywhere. You dare to say that I am embarrassing, why don't you take a mirror to look at your ghost face, you must have put on two kilograms of powder on your face, and it is almost falling off. I think you are not only embarrassing but also scary. Foreigners will cry when they see you!"
I have to say that this boy is particularly sharp in his words, Knowing what the other person cares about most, just poke at his lungs. Look, the other person seems to be so angry that he can't even breathe.
Qiao Zhenzhen shook her head secretly. With such little fighting power, she has the nerve to speak out. She deserves to be scolded.
The two people here are still swearing at each other. The woman is obviously at a disadvantage and looks like she is about to cry.
A tall man with gold-rimmed glasses and a handsome look came over not far away. He stood next to the boy and stopped him from quarreling.
Then, with a fake smile, he looked at the other side and said, "Comrade, I am An Nan, the chairman of Nanxing Group, and this is my nephew. We are all traveling with a group. It is better to be harmonious. Let's stop arguing, so as not to cause trouble for the Ministry of Foreign Trade."
Although the man said these words with a smile, it made people feel oppressed for some reason.
The woman opposite, Xia Zhenzhu, had long wanted to stop arguing, but she had been holding on for the sake of face. When she saw the other party passing a step over, she immediately took it over and said, "I... I didn't want to quarrel with your nephew, and I didn't scold him. I was talking about those people."
As she said that, Xia Zhenzhu raised her slender jade hand and pointed at Qiao Zhenzhen and her group.
Qiao Zhenzhen:... This girl must be not very smart, and she can still do this.
Even if Qiao Zhenzhen could tolerate this situation, Wang Meili next to her couldn't. She had been beautiful since she was a child, and when had she ever been called a country bumpkin? As for Qiao Zhenzhen, it was even more impossible, because Wang Meili thought Qiao Zhenzhen was prettier and more elegant than her, so the damn woman in front of her must be scolding her.
Wang Meili's temper exploded immediately. She rushed forward and slapped Xia Zhenzhu's hand pointing at her, shouting: "Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that? I think your whole body is worth less than a thousand yuan. You call me a country bumpkin, but I think you are the country bumpkin."
If we talk about the whole body, Wang Meili has never lost. The money Huang San threw at her is like nothing. Wang Meili is also very good at spending money. Basically, she only buys expensive things and not the right ones.
Xia Zhenzhu's outfit is indeed less than a thousand yuan. After all, the domestic prices are low now. However, she can't even compare to the necklace on Wang Meili's neck. Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a little timid, and there was a burning pain on the back of her hand, which was just from being beaten by Wang Meili.
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The Leisure Life in the 1970s
RomanceAuthor: Beikang Heiluo Type: Rebirth through Time Travel Status: Completed Introduction: Qiao Zhenzhen, the only girl in the Qiao family, was the little princess when she was young, and the queen when she grew up. She was domineering in the village...