When Zhao Ping brought the three girls to Room 2101, he remembered that although the room was full of appliances, there was nothing in the fridge because he was moving today. He had to go shopping first.
He opened the door and invited the three beauties in first. He threw his suitcase in the master bedroom and quickly took a teacup to fill the room temperature water in the water purifier for the three beauties.
Then, he apologized," We just moved today, so there's nothing at home at the moment. Everyone, drink some water first. I think it's a little late, so hotpot is faster. I wonder if everyone would mind eating hotpot? If possible, I'll go buy some vegetables and seasonings now. We can start eating soon.”
The three beauties were admiring his room because, according to the rules of Little Qiu's hometown, he had to eat at home. Eating at home depended on luck. It was fine if he met someone who was good at cooking, but if he met someone who wasn't good at cooking, it didn't matter what he ate.
Since they didn't know Zhao Ping's cooking skills, hotpot seemed to be the safest and best choice. Everyone quickly expressed that hotpot was fine.
The carefree Little Qiu shouted at Zhao Ping's renovation,""Zhao Ping, your house is so well decorated. It's much better than the house we rented! And your house is so big. It's much bigger than the place the three of us rented.”
Fan Xiaomei was a little annoyed that Xiao Qiu always mentioned that they were tenants, and the conditions of the rented house were not good. She hoped to maintain a beautiful image in front of every man. This image included her figure and beauty, and it was best to include the place she lived.
However, she couldn't say it directly to Xiao Qiu. After all, when she was in the elevator just now, she had already revealed her identity as a tenant when she told the property management that the elevator was malfunctioning.
Zhao Ping smiled at Little Qiu and did not reply. He could not boast about the decoration of the room. Then, he said to everyone,"You guys sit down for a while. I'll go buy some vegetables and seasonings. I'll be back soon.”
Although Fan Xiaomei was not sure if Zhao Ping was the owner, she was a warm-hearted person after all. At the same time, she wanted to finish eating quickly and go home to sleep. She quickly said,"Why don't I go with you? It's your first day moving in, so you probably don't know where the supermarket is yet. I'm more familiar with the neighborhood, so I can help you point the way.”
" Thank you so much, Miss Fan." Zhao Ping quickly thanked her." I really don't know where there is a supermarket nearby. I'll have to trouble you to follow me."
At the same time, please wait for a moment, Xiao Qiu and Miss Guan. You can look around here. The elevator remote control is here, and there are books on the bookshelf over there.”
After Zhao Ping finished speaking, he went out to buy groceries with Fan Xiaomei.
Xiao Qiu pulled Guan Guan to look at Zhao Ping's room decorations. Except for the master bedroom, she looked at every room once. As she looked, she marveled at how good the decorations were, but she couldn't pinpoint what was good about them.
Guan Guan's family was well-off, so she had seen a lot of the world. Xiao Qiu pulled her around and looked around. She could see that many of the furniture in the house were high-quality branded goods, but the decoration was not so ostentatious. It could be said to be low-key and luxurious.
So she pointed at them one by one and explained to Little Qiu. Little Qiu couldn't help but exclaim after listening.
The two of them saw the original foreign language books on the shelf. Xiao Qiu picked one up and looked at it. It was not English. Xiao Qiu could not recognize what language it was. He could not help but shout at Guan Guan,"Do you think he can understand it? There are so many foreign books, but I can't tell which language they are from.”
Guan Guan was even more certain of Zhao Ping. She did not expect Zhao Ping to read so many original books. Of course, Zhao Ping didn't expect that the original psychology books that Tan Zongming had instructed people to put there could give him extra points in the heart.
Fan Xiaomei followed Zhao Ping down to the basement. On the way, she observed Zhao Ping's clothes. There was no obvious brand logo. It was not a famous brand. She probably bought it randomly from somewhere. However, it looked very fitting and appropriate, especially since Zhao Ping was so handsome and had a good figure. He looked good in anything.
Fan Xiaomei also had her moments of carelessness. Although she was familiar with top luxury brands with her social class, she did not know much about custom-made clothes. Therefore, she did not recognize that Zhao Ping's clothes were custom-made. Moreover, they were custom-made by a powerful European family. There were not many people in the world who could wear them.
When she sat in Zhao Ping's Polo, she was not wearing branded clothes. She was driving such a small broken car. After analyzing it from both sides, Fan Xiaomei, who had more than ten years of experience in foreign companies, judged that Zhao Ping could not be the owner.
This car cost about 100,000 yuan in total. The houses and parking spaces here added up to millions. If it was the owner, how could he afford such a car?
In the entire underground parking lot of Happy Song, the starting price of a car was three to four hundred thousand yuan. Zhao Ping's Polo was simply unique. Fan Xiaomei had always placed herself in the center of the lighting. She had never been in the most embarrassing position.
At the thought of this, even though there was no one in the underground parking lot, Fan Xiaomei could not help but blush as she sat in the worn-out car in the entire parking lot.
Fan Xiaomei wasn't interested in men who didn't have money. Although Zhao Ping was handsome, in Fan Xiaomei's opinion, what was the use of being handsome? It couldn't be used as food, credit card, or to buy branded clothes, bags, or a house in Shanghai.
A house, a luxury car, and money were what Fan Xiaomei urgently needed, not a man's handsomeness. Therefore, after feeling disappointed, Fan Xiaomei could only maintain basic courtesy and point Zhao Ping to the supermarket. She did not want to talk too much along the way.
Zhao Ping felt Fan Xiaomei's coldness after she got into the car, but he did not take the initiative to talk to her. He thought to himself that this girl was really materialistic. Wait until I have money.
After parking at the supermarket, he remembered that he had no cash in his wallet. He hadn't spent a single cent since he transmigrated here, so he was in a bad mood when he saw that his wallet was empty.
If he had to pay cash for the parking fee downstairs, he would be in trouble. It was better to withdraw some money first. Otherwise, it would be ugly if the car couldn't drive away. Therefore, he asked Fan Xiaomei if there was an ATM nearby. He needed to withdraw some cash.
Fan Xiaomei began to despise Zhao Ping for being a country bumpkin in her heart. Did he not know that the supermarket could swipe his card? She reminded him impatiently,"You can swipe your card at the supermarket."
Zhao Ping felt extremely awkward, so he could only tell the truth,""I don't have any cash on me. I'll need to pay cash when I park.
Fan Xiaomei was completely driven crazy. This was really the best. He didn't even have money to park his car. How could he be willing to rent a house that Happy Song rented? The rent of that house wasn't cheap either. Would he rent it together like them?
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