Just as An Muran was about to approach Jiang Yinxin, the phone in her pocket suddenly rang.
An Muran was shocked. The impulse that had surged up just now had disappeared a lot in an instant. She quickly picked up her mobile phone and walked to the side.
Jiang Yinxin also cast a glance at An Muran because of the ringing of her mobile phone. This ringtone was really familiar.
In fact, as soon as he entered the store, Jiang Yinxin noticed An Muran. Beautiful women could always easily win men's attention. However, because Bai Suyi was in front of him, he did not dare to look at her openly. He just glanced at An Muran unintentionally. The woman was slender and her long legs were straight. Although he did not dare to look at her face carefully, he could feel that she was a standard beauty. And why did he feel that the woman seemed to want to say something to him?
Thinking of this, Jiang Yinxin couldn't help looking at the woman's back for a while.
An Muran, who was answering the phone with her back to Jiang Yinxin, naturally did not know what was on the man's mind. She glanced at the number on the mobile phone screen and quickly picked up the phone.
Before An Muran could speak, Zhou Yi'an's deep and melodious voice rang out from the other side, even though there was a hint of indifference in his voice.
"An Muran, have you received the money?"
"Yes," An Muran replied, adding the word "thank you" reflexively.
The other end of the phone was obviously silent for a few seconds, and then he heard Zhou Yi'an's low voice. "Well, it's good that you received it."
An Muran naturally noticed the coldness in Zhou Yi'an's words, but she didn't have time to think about it. Because the salesgirl on one side had already walked to the back of the counter and looked at her, as if she was waiting for her to pay the bill quickly. So An Muran hurriedly said, "Well, that, I won't tell you first. I'm going to the cashier to pay for clothes."
"Where are you going to buy clothes?" Zhou Yi'an asked casually. It turned out that An Muran asked him to borrow money to buy clothes. He didn't care about it just now. Now that he knew it, he didn't feel that An Muran had lost his family. Instead, he felt that as his wife, An Muran should buy some better clothes. The cheap clothes in her wardrobe couldn't be seen...
An Muran told him the store name. He thought he could hang up the phone, but he heard Zhou Yi'an's voice coming from the other end of the line. "Oh, the CEO of this brand, Jiang Yitao, is a good friend of mine. How about this? I'll call my secretary and tell Mr. Jiang to recommend more to you."
"Ah, there's no need. I'll just buy one..."
But Zhou Yi'an obviously did not give her a chance to refuse. He hung up the phone again.
An Muran's hand, which was holding the phone, trembled a little. "F*ck, I bought one, which has already taken my life, okay? If I were to be recommended to her again, I would lose all my fortune."
It completely distorted Master Zhou's desire to give her clothes.
After being called by Zhou Yi'an, An Muran's anger was completely extinguished. Thanks to the phone call, she regained her senses.
Now was not the time to reveal his identity to Jiang Yinxin.
Thinking of this, she quickly lowered her head and walked quickly to the cashier, afraid that Jiang Yinxin would recognize her if she was late.
An Muran handed over his card and looked at the waiter's flexible action of paying the bill with great pain. Finally, he signed his name on the small ticket with trembling hands.
Just as An Muran was about to take over the clothes, the phone at the counter suddenly rang.
The waitress picked up the phone in confusion. Before she could say a word, her face turned pale. She didn't know if it was An Muran's illusion, but she always felt that the waiter looked at her a few more times in disbelief.
"Okay, I see. We will serve this lady well. Well, don't worry." After that, the waiter hung up the phone.
"Well, Miss, I'm afraid we can't sell this dress to you," the waiter said seriously.
"Ah? Why?" An Muran frowned with dissatisfaction. She gritted her teeth and spent nearly 50,000 yuan to get it from Baisu Yi. Why couldn't she sell it in the end?
Baisu Yi, who was on the other side, was a little unhappy because An Muran could offer ten times the price to buy this dress. But since she had said it, it was not appropriate for her to take it back. Now when she suddenly heard what the waiter said, a gloating look appeared on her face. "Hey, what's going on? Is there any bad behavior of this lady before? She was reported to the store."
Hearing Baisu Yi's undisguised sarcasm, An Mulan's face changed. Her hands, which were hanging by her sides, were clasped together. She also wanted to know why she could not sell it to Baisu Yi. She almost snatched the skirt from Baisu Yi's hands.
"Miss, please don't talk nonsense." The waiter on the side hurriedly explained and looked at Baisu Yi unhappily. "This lady is a friend of the CEO of our brand, Mr. Jiang. Just now, Mr. Jiang specially called and said that any piece of clothing this lady chose in the store is free. As long as this lady likes it, we can't sell it to anyone else."
The sudden turn of events shocked everyone present.
Even Jiang Yinxin, who had just come to the store, seemed to understand something. He couldn't help but cast a curious look at An Muran. However, An Muran's back was always back to her, and his head was slightly lowered. Half of her face was covered by her beautiful long hair, so that he couldn't see her expression clearly.
Hearing the waiter's words, Bai Suyi was so angry that his face turned pale instantly. Who on earth was this woman? She was obviously dressed in poor clothes. How could she know the CEO of this store? Moreover, she had received the company's approval!
An Muran obviously did not expect that the waiter would suddenly say that. After a long time, he remembered that it might be the effect of Zhou Yi'an's greeting. His efficiency was really high. It seemed that he was very free.
They didn't know that Zhou Yi'an was holding an important meeting, but he interrupted it twice and called outside. Everyone in the conference room couldn't help but guess who Zhou Yi'an was calling.
"Really?" An Muran confirmed again.
The two waiters in the store walked up to An Muran and said respectfully, "Yes, Miss. If we offended you just now, please don't take it to heart. You can try it if you like it."
An Muran raised his eyebrows and said mischievously, "Well, I've taken a fancy to the clothes that the young lady chose just now." As he said this, An Muran pointed to Baisu Yi Yi, who was standing aside.
Hearing this, Bai Susu's face was livid. "You woman, don't be so complacent here. Why should I give you the clothes I chose?"
But obviously, what she said did not work, because the waiter had already walked up to her and said with a standard smile, "Miss, I'm sorry, but our shop can only serve this lady for the time being. I may have to trouble you to leave first."