??206: Chapter 205 I’m Not a Rich Second Generation
206: Chapter 205 I’m Not a Rich Second Generation
“There’s no trouble at all, as long as you’re happy,” Song Yun said with a laugh, sensing the other’s heavy breathing.
“Is this the first ti you’ve been this close to a man?”
“Um, apart from dad and grandpa, no man has ever carried
like this before,” Xiao Qing said, so embarrassed she wanted to bury herself in a hole.
“Ha ha, then this is an honor for ,” Song Yun said.
“You know, whatever it is, the first ti is always the most precious.
I’ve taken your first.”
“Ah, Senior Brother Song, you’re really bad,” Xiao Qing playfully scolded, hitting him on the back.
“Don’t be so shy.
People might think I did sothing to you,” teased Song Yun.
“Xiaoqing, tell
if Senior Brother Song treats you well?”
“Of course!
Senior Brother Song is the best man in the world,” Xiao Qing said firmly.
“You say I’m so good, yet why do you all still pick on
when you’re bored?”
“Maybe…
maybe it’s because Senior Brother Song likes to flirt too much,” Xiao Qing giggled.
“Everything about Senior Brother Song is good except for his womanizing.”
Song Yun laughed dryly and didn’t respond.
This womanizing wasn’t a problem only he had; most n had it to so extent.
It wasn’t that n couldn’t control themselves or that all of them were scoundrels.
If there’s anyone to bla, it’s this damn society.
Won are afraid of dressing too warmly, and their feelings are always jokingly discussed.
Then after they’ve slept with countless n, they complain that there are no good n left, that they are all womanizers.
Regarding this view, Song Yun really wanted to slap these won.
You won swear every word, go out drinking at night, and don’t co ho sober.
Then you go back to your boyfriend and act all sweet, saying your phone died last night and it turned off.
You’ve all beco like this and still bla n for being womanizers?
Should all n beco fools and be manipulated by you to be considered right?
“Shoes for sale, shoes for sale, the latest style flip-flops, guaranteed to be both comfortable and stylish,” the middle-aged female shoe seller said with a smile upon seeing Song Yun approach.
“Young man, co take a look at the shoes.
They are all trendy and supposedly worn by foreign celebrities.”
Damn, if foreign celebrities wore ten-yuan flip-flops from the night market, could they still be considered celebrities?
What a joke.
“Sister, how much is a pair of flip-flops?” Song Yun asked after setting Xiao Qing down and picking up a pair.
“Sixty-eight.
These are made to look like those worn by celebrities in TV dramas, and our soles are made of rubber, which is very comfortable to step on.”
“Sixty-eight, huh…
I’ll look around a bit more,” Song Yun said as he stood up to leave.
“Don’t bother looking, just for the way you sweetly called
‘sister,’ I’ll give you a discount of ten yuan.
How about fifty-eight?” The seller imdiately spoke up when she saw Song Yun was about to leave.
“Just a ten-yuan discount?
Fifty-eight is still expensive,” Song Yun said hesitantly.
“We are still university students, sister.
Your price is a bit steep.”
“Oh sister, I’ll give you a break—how about fifty yuan?
That’s the lowest I can go.
You won’t find a better price elsewhere,” the seller insisted through gritted teeth, looking as if she would be at a loss if she sold them.
“Fifty yuan, that’s enough for us to have a Chicken Burger al,” Song Yun said, turning to look at Xiao Qing.
She nodded seriously and said, “Senior Brother Song, the shoes here are too expensive.
Let’s check out so other places.”
“Don’t say no, sister.
My shoes can’t be compared to theirs.
Let
tell you,” the seller said, beckoning Song Yun and Xiao Qing closer with a mysterious air.
“Their shoes are made from used condoms.
Just imagine how dirty used condoms are.
Would you feel comfortable wearing them on your feet?”
“But yours are too expensive as well.
If it cos to that, I’ll let my girlfriend wear my shoes, and I’ll wear the ones made from condoms.
I’m a big guy; I’m not afraid of that,” Song Yun said.
“Ah, why won’t you just listen to advice?
Well, seeing that you are still students, I’ll reduce it by another five yuan—forty-five yuan a pair.
Take it now, and let’s call it a lucky start for ,” the seller said with a look that suggested Song Yun was getting a great deal.
Song Yun turned around, picked up the shoes, and examined them, constantly pursing his lips but remaining silent, appearing very deep and serious.
“My dear brother, you think forty-five is still expensive?
You go ask around, sister has been doing business here for four or five years and has never cheated anyone.
Today, because I think there’s fate between us, I’m willing to make a loss selling these shoes to you,” the seller said, urging him to check the quality.
“You can bend the sole of these shoes and see for yourself how soft they are.
They’ll definitely be comfortable for this beautiful lady.”
“Ah, they are indeed nice.
Xiaoqing, check out these shoes and see if you like them?” Song Yun handed them to Xiao Qing, who examined their style and tried them on for comfort before smiling and saying, “They’re alright.”
This ‘alright’ was ambiguous.
It could an the shoes were alright to buy, or it could an they were just average and not to her liking.
What it really ant depended entirely on Song Yun’s interpretation.
“Sister, I’ll be honest with you; my girlfriend and I didn’t plan on buying anything while strolling around, but suddenly the strap on her shoes broke, so we had no choice but to look for new ones,” Song Yun said, furrowing his brow.
“These shoes are indeed good, but brother seriously didn’t bring that much money when he went out.”
“So how much money do you have in your pocket?” the seller asked, probing Song Yun after hearing his words.
“I only brought thirty-eight yuan with , and we had planned to buy so milk tea, so now that’s not even an option,” Song Yun said with a feigned distressed expression.
“That won’t do, add a little more,” the seller said, reluctant to accept the price.
After a mont, she continued, “Just add two more yuan to make it a round number, and take them.
Sister feels uncomfortable seeing this beautiful lady without shoes.
I have a daughter studying in another city, and I hope nothing happens to her.
Consider this deal a loss for so peace of mind.”
“I really can’t add more.
If I had the money, I wouldn’t be bargaining here.
I’m not good at haggling.
I’d really like to pay the original price, but I just can’t afford it.
I’m not so rich or influential guy.
My parents only give
a few hundred yuan for living expenses each month, and I have to work part-ti to make ends et.
Life is tough,” Song Yun sighed, displaying a very tactful deanor.
“Alright, seeing that you’re not that well-off, let’s make it thirty-eight yuan,” the seller said after hearing his story.
“But you must visit my stall more often in the future.”
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