Jiang Qin put his arms around his shoulders and stared at him sharply: “Why do you always like to mention the word Chu Siqi in front of me?”
Guo Zihang shrank his neck: “Don’t you like her? I thought you wanted to meet her.”
“If I wanted to see her, would I have turned around and left on Center Street that day?”
“Isn’t it hard to get? Don’t tell me, this trick really worked. She even cried. She didn’t know but thought you dumped him.”
Jiang Qin didn’t bother to explain to him, so he took out the money and handed it to the boss: “I just met a girl recently and promised to take her out to play. Let’s forget about the party.”
Guo Zihang looked at his best friend in surprise: “Where’s the girl? Do I recognize her?”
“have no idea.”
“Then where are you going to play? If you go to the Foot Washing City, I will follow you. I am not willing to go to the party just to listen to the bragging of those who are good at studying.”
Jiang Qin felt that Guo Zihang’s brain might be as big as a peanut: “I’ve seen people taking care of animals in the zoo. Have you seen people taking care of girls in the foot washing city?”
Guo Zihang was stunned for a moment: “Are there any other places in Jeju that are worth visiting?”
“She wants to go to the small commodity market in the city within a city.”
“That place is full of small vendors, and the things they sell are all knockoffs. What’s so fun about that place?”
“She hasn’t been there before and is curious.”
Guo Zihang found it unbelievable: “Have you never been to a place like this? How poor is this girl’s family?”
Jiang Qin couldn’t help but look at him: “Why the hell do you have so many questions? Why don’t you go to the party?”
“go……”
After blowing Guo Zihang away, Jiang Qin also left the beef noodle restaurant and went to the Jeju City Library. Then he took his financial backer, the rich woman, to the small commodity city.
Feng Nanshu wore a fairy-like floral dress today, holding a small black leather bag diagonally across her body, wearing small brown leather shoes, revealing a small section of thin lace stockings with lace, giving her a girlish look.
A comment from a thirty-eight-year-old greasy soul would be that it is so tender that you can almost squeeze out the water.
She strolled along the narrow walking path, her clear and translucent eyes drifting here and there, full of curiosity about the products displayed on the stalls.
This small commodity store is quite famous in Chengnan High School, because it sells mostly knock-off goods with very low prices and a wide range of varieties.
The student party is really poor.
Especially day students eat at home in the morning and evening and don’t have much pocket money at all.
So on weekends, they would come here in small groups to shop, but what they bought were basically things that were of no use.
Feng Nanshu probably heard someone talking about this place at school, so he asked to come and see it.