lcionline Chapter 118 What are you afraid of!?
Chapter 118 What are you afraid of!?
With Su Ziyu standing by her side, Wen Shuqing didn't have to worry about being squeezed out when picking clothes.
When they came out of the store, their clothes were a little messy.
Su Ziyu looked at Wen Shuqing's messy hair and guessed that he probably didn't look too good either.
Although the process was a bit difficult, Su Ziyu was smiling with his eyes curved, and he looked obviously very happy.
It had been a long time since she had competed with others to buy something like this, and it brought back some warm memories.
Su Ziyu carried two bags in one hand and fixed her hair and clothes with the other. Then she asked in confusion, "There's no changing room here, so why are so many people buying clothes here? Is it just because they're cheap?"
Wen Shuqing did the same thing, looking back at the still crowded store with a clear light in her eyes.
"First, it's cheap. Second, the clothes in this store are beautiful, and the clothes they sell every day are fixed in quantity."
"Quantitative quantity?" Su Ziyu asked with some doubt.
Although the clothing styles in this store are indeed very good, they focus on high quality and affordability, and their target customer base is ordinary people, so they are most suitable for selling in large quantities. Why is it limited to a certain quantity?
"Yes! Although their storefront isn't very big, they also have a large warehouse. Merchants who come from other places to get goods and sell them back home basically go directly to the warehouse to get the goods."
"That's where the bulk of the store's profits come from. The storefront is just a small business at best."
That's it!
Wen Shuqing looked at the two bags in Su Ziyu's hands and said with some regret, "Why did you only buy these two?"
Su Ziyu smiled sheepishly, "My grandparents bought me a lot of clothes before they left, so I have plenty to wear."
"But I really liked the styles of these two pieces, so I bought them."
Kyoto gets cold early, so it should be cold after National Day. So Su Ziyu didn't buy a short-sleeved shirt for summer, but instead chose a cream-colored sweater dress and a white coat.
This coat is not pure white, but white with a gray tone, and the inside is a very gentle light purple, even the turned-up collar and buttons are purple.
Therefore, the overall look will not appear monotonous, but rather particularly eye-catching.
Wen Shuqing said in a cryptic way, "My mom actually bought me a few sets of clothes, but our tastes are quite different."
Mother Wen particularly likes bright colors like bright red and bright green. She thinks little girls should wear brightly colored clothes to look more energetic.
It’s not that clothes of these colors are bad looking, it’s just that they are quite picky and if you don’t manage them well, they will look very tacky.
Wen Shuqing prefers lighter colors, such as light blue and light purple, which feel less flashy.
Su Ziyu didn't know what to say, so he quickly changed the subject, "Do you want to buy anything else?"
"Just go get some school supplies."
Wen Shuqing looked around and led Su Ziyu towards the street entrance.
After shopping, Wen Shuqing saw that it was already past four o'clock, so she thought about shopping for a while and then treating Su Ziyu to a meal when it was time.
Su Ziyu only said that they would meet again next time. After all, this place was indeed quite far from her school. If she encountered a traffic jam on the way back, she didn't know when she would get there!
Wen Shuqing didn't force it and just said they could get together again next time when they had time.
Their schools were not in the same direction, so after saying goodbye, they each hailed a taxi at the intersection and left.
Tomorrow is Sunday, and there is still one day of rest, so Su Ziyu did not return to school.
After saying something to Li Man and the others in the group, Su Ziyu got off the car at the gate of Wanyuan Community.
Just after paying the taxi fare, Su Ziyu's phone rang.
She glanced at it and saw it was an unfamiliar number.
Su Ziyu raised an eyebrow, guessing that it was probably the owner of the car whose tires she had locked who called.
She was not in a hurry to answer the phone. She slowly walked into the gate of the community, and the ringing stopped abruptly.
After a few seconds, the incoming phone rang again, and it was the same number as before.
It was not until the other party called for the third time that Su Ziyu calmly answered the phone.
"Hey?"
"You were the one who locked my tires, weren't you? Are you fucking crazy?"
Su Ziyu narrowed his eyes slightly, but there was no anger in his tone. "How do you know I'm sick? Are you also from the Seventh Hospital like me?"
"Seventh Hospital, what is Seventh Hospital?"
Su Ziyu didn't answer, but heard someone on the other side whisper, "The Seventh Hospital is a mental hospital."
The man swallowed his saliva when he heard this, but then he thought again, the other party spoke in an orderly manner and seemed emotionally stable. She didn't look like a mental patient at all. She must have said it on purpose to scare him.
"Don't scare me! Come here and unlock the door, or I'm going to call the police."
Su Ziyu just remembered a joke on the Internet and came up with this on the spur of the moment.
Seeing that the other party was determined to argue with her, Su Ziyu began to have evil thoughts in her heart.
Su Ziyu moved the phone a little further away, cleared his throat, and then said in a voice that reminded one of someone madly criticizing a murderer, "Why would you call the police? I can walk to the police station myself after I get you to the morgue."
An old lady who happened to be walking past Su Ziyu was startled by her voice. She looked up and saw a calm and friendly smile on Su Ziyu's fair face, which did not match the voice she had just heard.
The old lady thought she had misheard, muttered that she was old, and continued walking outside with ease.
What Su Ziyu didn't know was that the other party was actually in the underground garage, and was even using the speaker.
So when Su Ziyu's cold and malicious voice came out of the phone, it kept echoing in the garage, making the two grown men shiver.
Before the man could say anything else, a voice so gentle that it made their scalps tingle came from the phone again.
"Don't move around there, I'm coming to find you!"
Then, the phone was abruptly hung up.
But Su Ziyu's words, to the two of them, clearly meant, "Wash your necks clean and wait, I'm coming to kill you."
One of the shorter men grabbed the car owner's arm, his lips trembling. "Brother, what should we do now? Do we really have to wait here for her?"
The car owner was a sturdy man about 1.8 meters tall. Although he felt a little nervous at the moment, he still managed to keep a straight face.
"What are you afraid of? Even if she really is mentally ill, are we two grown men really afraid of her?"