Dressed as a petite jerk

"Fifth Master Luo, please go back and tell Luo Yue to let Luo Meilu clean all the toilets in my Mo Group."

Mo Jiuqin said coldly, "If you don't do it, I guarantee that within three months, the Luo family will completely disappear from this world!"

"I heard that everyone gave me the nickname "Mo Yan Wang"? Then you can weigh it up. If the Hades wants you to die, can you still live!!"

"You...don't scare us!" Luo Meilu was actually a little scared.

But how could she give up in front of Luo Qingci?

"Even if you are King Mo Yan, it's impossible for you to let Miss Ben clean the toilet!"

Mo Jiuqin no longer looked at Luo Meilu.

For one thing, being entangled with someone like Luo Meilu and losing his own identity also made him feel sick.

Secondly, he, Mo Jiuqin, would definitely do what he said!Luo Meilu soon knew that her struggle was useless! !

Seeing that he stopped talking, Luo Meilu thought that he was only threatening her verbally.

Then he became arrogant again.

"For that shirt, Miss Ben can increase the price again, 18!"

Luo Qingci walked over directly and handed the shirt to Luo Meilu: "Okay! 18, this shirt belongs to you."

After stuffing it, she turned around and went back to the hanger, casually picked up another shirt: "I think this one is not bad, young lady, how much is this one?"

The sales lady smiled knowingly: "This one is a little cheaper than the one just now, only [-]."

"This lady pays [-]!" Luo Meilu rushed over and snatched the shirt away.

"Okay! Here you are." Luo Qing resolutely went to get the third one: "This yellow one..." The CEO definitely doesn't like it!

Luo Meilu: "It's still eighty-eight thousand, Miss Ben wants it!"

Sales lady: "Miss, this dress is a little more expensive, it costs 11..."

"21, Miss Ben wants it!" Luo Meilu raised her chin again.

Luo Qingci turned her head and glanced at Mo Jiuqin: "Jiuqin, it seems that Miss Luo Meilu is particularly fond of men's shirts today, so I'll buy you a suit."

"Just... this set?" She then picked up a fancy one.

"This set is 38 yuan." The sales lady quoted in time.

Luo Meilu: "68, I want it!"

Luo Qingci: "Then this set of gray vertical stripes?"

Sales lady: "This set is 66."

Luo Meilu: "99, I want it!"

Luo Qingci: "This set?" She didn't even pay attention to the style and color of the clothes.

Sales lady: "Miss has a really good vision. This set is our new season's new model, 280 million."

Luo Meilu: "480 million, Miss Ben—I want it!!"

Finally, Luo Tianlang couldn't help but stepped forward, grabbed Luo Meilu, and wanted to tell her that he didn't bring that much money.

But Luo Tianyu saw something bright.

Luo Qingci is digging a hole for Meilu to dance!

But he chose to hide from the beginning, and now he suddenly appeared, something... not suitable, so he could only endure it anxiously.

Luo Qingci turned around and looked at Luo Meilu: "Miss Meilu, why do you want what I want to buy? If I pick out all the clothes, pants, shoes, hats and ties in this store, you will buy them Do you buy the whole store?"

"What's wrong with that?" Luo Meilu said triumphantly, "It's just a clothing store. This lady...'s brothers and parents have plenty of money. Even if you want to buy them all, it's just a drop in the bucket."

"You wild girl, you probably don't know that during my 12th birthday party, my brothers bought all the princess dresses in the city and gave them to me?"