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Tycoon Spurt Chapter 338

The “feather emperor” is not called for nothing.

Mariko help Wu Jun pick that down jacket, wear body almost can not feel.

Close, thin, breathable, fine workmanship is not to say, wear body is also very stylish.

Wu Jun’s clothes are not so picky Moncler is so that he can not pick a fault.

No wonder Moncler is so sought after by domestic celebrities and wealthy tycoons.

The only thing that may not be perfect is the price of the clothes.

The down coat that Mariko helped Wu Jun to pick out was priced at 400,000 yen, which was enough to turn most people away.

However, that amount of money would be nothing to Wu Jun.

Moncler’s imperfection is another kind of perfection in the eyes of the tycoon.

With such clothes, it is not easy to clash when wearing them on the street, and there will not be a situation of who is ugly and who is embarrassed.

Mariko asked Wu Jun: “How does it feel Sen Wu Jun?Do you want to change to another style to try?”

“No need to try again, it’s it, I believe in Mariko’s vision.”Wu Jun smiled and finished, went in the fitting room to change his own clothes.

This time Wu Jun came out for shopping, the main purpose was to buy gifts for a group of relatives at home.

When the company just started, there are not so many things, a large group of relatives get together every now and then to have a meal and meet.

With the company bigger and bigger, more and more business, meet less and less often.

To this, Wu Jun feel very sorry.

Just in time for the New Year, of course, the New Year gift is still very necessary.

Although a group of relatives at home are also having a good time now, there is no shortage of anything.

Buying some small gifts is also a token of appreciation.

In the fitting room, Wu Jun opened the family chat group and counted everyone’s size.

His own family has eight pieces, Wu Jun counted Jiang Yi and Ma Siyu, as well as the second uncle and the second aunt.

Four pieces for great aunt’s family, four pieces for second aunt’s family, and three pieces for brother-in-law’s family.

Auntie Xu Xiulan, Wu Jun didn’t forget, plus her and Lao Luo, plus two more pieces, the final total of 21 pieces.

After doing the statistics, Wu Jun then pushed the door out of the fitting room.

As soon as he went out, Wu Jun heard a very kind Mandarin speaking voice.

Moreover, the voice that spoke, sounded somewhat familiar.

“Old iron, this shop is absolutely genuine shop, not A goods, not cottage, the whole live to you to send logistics!”

Wu Jun looked at the voice.

See a wearing a big red down jacket, height is about one metre seven or so, body slightly fat, with a top duck tongue hat of the man, is talking to the mobile phone to say something.

Next to the man, followed by a woman who was about the same size as him and was wearing bewitching thick make-up.

After seeing the man’s face, Wu Jun couldn’t help but be dumbfounded.

This world is really too small.

Although he hadn’t seen each other after many years, Wu Jun still recognised the other person at once.

Lin Zhiling, a former university classmate, also lived in a dormitory for more than a year.

However, Wu Jun and Lin Zhiling had an average relationship.

This buddy to make friends, only and his economic conditions are similar, or richer than him.

Wu Jun, a rural man, was labelled as a poor man by Lin Zhiling, there is no value of friendship, naturally will not befriend him.

What’s even more annoying is that this poor boy is still so handsome!

Lin Zhiling’s petty family origin, not hate the rich.

But itself is not good looking, general conditions of appearance, especially do not like to go together with handsome looking ……

Poor and handsome this kind, but also make him deeply hate.

Wu Jun two are accounted for, so ……

The two classmates more than three years, but is not allowed to see the classmates.

Wu Jun and Lin Zhiling in total added up, also did not say a few words.

Previously, Wu Jun and Huang Zili joked that he came to Ribbon as a flunky, which is the stunt of the dude in front of him.

Lin Zhiling graduated from university, through the family relationship to work in Japan.

One year at a class reunion, I heard a good relationship with his classmates said with great envy, Lin Zhiling “married” in Japan and Benzene, and has already joined the nationality of Japan and Benzene.

Immigration is out of reach for ordinary people.

The fact that Lin Zhiling was able to immigrate to Japan and Benzene made a group of classmates envious.

It doesn’t matter how he got there, to be able to immigrate is awesome.

At that time, Wu Jun said that he didn’t envy, he felt that the country was quite good, and some people said that he was sour.

Now, he wants to immigrate to any country is not difficult, but he still likes his Chinese nationality the most, the original intention is still there.

Some tycoons choose to emigrate in order to avoid taxes or children’s education, as well as freedom of entry and exit, and many other conveniences.

Wu Jun is not envious of this.

China is now in the stage of rapid development, sooner or later will become the world’s most developed country.

This Lin Zhiling, who came to Benzene as a son-in-law, Wu Jun will not envy him even more.

Next to him and his tonnage is almost the same, is estimated to be his wife, this kind of luck, Wu Jun really can not enjoy.

Mariko went up and joked: “What’s the matter, Mr Wu Jun?Did you meet someone you know this time?I heard him speaking Mandarin.”

Wu Jun came back to his senses and smiled, “Indeed I know each other, not too familiar.”

Mariko was slightly surprised to hear Wu Jun’s reply, “I can’t believe you really know him!I just casually said it.”

Wu Jun joked, “Taking this opportunity, I’ll teach you another idiom, it’s called a prophecy.”

“You Chinese have so many idioms.”Mariko smiled and asked, “Want to go over and say hello?”

Wu Jun saw that Lin Zhiling was smilingly checking out, presumably having made this business.

Although the relationship is average, but after all, it is also an old classmate, meeting and pretending not to see, is not that much.

Wu Jun nodded his head and led Mariko towards Lin Zhiling.

The two did not walk a few steps, Lin Zhiling and daughter-in-law turned around after checking out, eight eyes to each other.

The duo of Wu Jun and Little Mariko were eye-catching existences everywhere they went.

Lin Zhiling and her wife, wherever they went, they would obliterate the crowd.

The two pairs stood together, forming a stark contrast.

“You are, you are, I seem to know you?”Lin Zhiling saw Wu Jun smile at him and scratched his ears to remember who he was.

Wu Jun’s outfit, even for those who didn’t know anything about clothing, they could see the sense of high class.

As the boss of several large companies, with over a hundred million in savings and thousands of employees.

Without deliberately pretending, the temperament on Wu Jun’s body is also very different from before, very presidential style.

Mariko body that kind of uninviting high cold is more obvious, at a glance is not ordinary people.

The pairing of Wu Jun and Maruko was like the domineering president and rich white beauty in the TV series.

Walked a face to face, Lin Zhiling froze and did not put Wu Jun and the dormitory before that poor boy from the countryside to the number.

Wu Jun smiled and greeted: “Lin Zhiling, old classmate, don’t you recognise me?”

“Old classmate?Are you ……” Lin Zhiling heard Wu Jun’s prompt, there was a hint of impression in his mind, but he didn’t dare to recognise him.

Wu Jun’s looks were still very recognisable, Lin Zhiling didn’t recognise him at first because the difference in temperament was too great.

“You are, you are, you are Wu Jun?”Lin Zhiling confirmed to Wu Jun very uncertainly.

Wu Jun smiled and said, “Rarely, you still remember my name.”

“My god!You are really Wu Jun!Your, you’ve changed too much!”Lin Zhiling’s jaw dropped for a while.

“Hello Wu Jun, hello, I’m so happy to meet you here.”

Lin Zhiling wiped his hands and reached out to shake Wu Jun’s hand, “By the way, I’m not called Lin Zhiling anymore, my Japanese-Benzene name is Kurosawa Zhiling.”