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The black carriages and the wheels painted in scarlet red, the sound of rolling carriages stepping through the streets of Milan like rain, the handsome horse is carefully taken care of by the coachman every day, although the internal combustion engine seems to have already appeared, but it has just started, so the nobles travel The carriage is probably the Mercedes of this era,

Fang Ran was sitting on a chair with a silk cushion, sitting in this ancient European-style carriage for the first time. He looked at the upside-down decorations outside the glass windows and the streets of Milan, thinking about them in awe.

30 minutes later,

Milan, Via Montenapoleone.

ViaMontenapoleone, the name that probably dates back to the eighteenth century represents Milan, and it is also the most elegant and expensive shopping street in all of Italy, which is often haunted by aristocratic ladies!

You can find many high-end boutiques of the world’s top fashion brands here. Although not everyone can afford it, everyone really wants to see the true appearance of these big brands. You don’t have to take anything home. Even if you come to see this street, you will be infected by the beautiful buildings and strong fashion atmosphere on the street.

Holding the slender hand in the girl's long sleeves, watching her carefully step on the steps with the cowhide boots in the skirt and step down the luxurious carriage inside, it feels a little fairy tale.

Looking around, I saw a street full of classical beauty. There were also many carriages parked on the side of the road. The gentleman in black suit stretched out his hand, and the graceful lady lifted the complicated skirt. Time dazzled behind them, and walked into European-style buildings full of Italian style with an elegant posture.

Maybe Montenapoleone Avenue does not have the crowds like modern ones, famous cars, and the familiar brand names Armani, Versace, Fendi, are here, but it has already begun to take shape at this moment.

"This is the Napoleon Avenue? Milan's busiest shopping street?"

Fang Ran looked around, feeling that he was not as luxurious and grandiose as he had imagined, but it seemed that the style and temperament were very high, and indeed he did not see those ordinary dressed figures in this street.

Hearing what he said, Ling turned her head to confirm to Sharon who was with them, and then nodded towards Fang Ran with her delicate little face:

"Sharon said it was here."

"Really, it's a bit simpler than I thought,"

After smiling, Fang Ran blinked her eyes and tried to infect her with her liveliness. Ling was always expressionless in her childhood:

"Ling, don't you think?"

Unfortunately, it failed.

By the way...The Queen, what did you do when you were so introverted, you have grown a face that makes people want to pinch...

Fang Ran muttered in his heart a little distractedly, and then subconsciously stretched his hand to the face of the girl in front of him, and there was a voice in his mind that had long wanted to do this...

Hey, I pinch~

"Woo..."

The girl who was startled suddenly made a frightened sound like a small animal in her eyes, which instantly penetrated the heart of the old father Fang Ran...

Awei is here, hehe, so soft...

Feeling like holding a piece of white pudding, Fang Ran blinked her eyes blankly, looking at Ling who calmed down from the panic at the beginning, widening her light golden pupils and looking at her like a small animal.

Uh (cute bleeding)... if you want to change to the future queen, since

I've been beaten to death by doing this...

"Ahem... Ling, do you have anything you want, or where you want to go?"

Seeing the girl who stood in place and was pinched by her face, she suddenly felt a sense of crime. She concealed a cough, and then turned around and asked:

"Sharon, do you know anything?"

The light golden pupils glanced at the young man who pretended to cough and even forgot that Sharon didn't understand what he said. Ling wondered why he suddenly pinched his face, and turned to ask Sharon if he knew anything.

"I know that the lady I used to work always mentioned that there is a shop selling skirts and jewelry, which is particularly famous in the circle, as if it is right in front."

After getting information from the reliable maid, Fang Ran looked at Ling and smiled:

"Then let's go, Ling, what do you think of the bracelet? Hmm... Is there such a thing as a bracelet in Italy?"

Take a short walk on the side of the European-style building hidden in the classical beauty, push open the wooden door with gold handles, the elegant and luxurious European-style hall, the golden sunlight from the white window glass windows spills into the room, shining on those Palace-style complex dresses supported by human hangers,

From the tailoring materials of the dress, to the exquisite makeup and hair, to accessories such as headwear, earrings, fans, etc. suitable for different characters, lace, silk, veil, panniers, each product with multiple elements has a certain personality Age-matched beauty is placed in this store.

As soon as they entered the door, a few people saw the female sculpture made of glass placed on the front of the door, which was placed in the most conspicuous part of the hall like a work of art, and they could feel the owner's heart of showing off.

It's just that the moment the door was opened, everyone in the store subconsciously looked over, and when they saw that it was a very young youth, they all frowned unpleasantly.

"Sir, sir, please wait a minute!"

The waiter at the door followed in Fang Ran's footsteps, was surprised by his appearance as a foreigner for a second, and then hesitated slightly:

"I'm sorry, young sir, we are not open to guests like you, not to mention that the Countess Loomis is here today."

The implication was that the subtext that young men with no aristocratic status could not enter, Fang Ran did not understand at all, but he could see from the other's expression.

It seems that I am not welcome here.

He planned to ask Ling what he said. If there were any normal and reasonable rules, Fang Ran didn't intend to embarrass the other party, so he could just switch to another company.

But at this moment!

"Oh dear, what did I see?!"

The exclamation of the female voice came from diagonally above, and everyone in the hall raised their eyes. On the revolving carpeted stairs, they saw a graceful woman with several maids behind him carrying a beige court skirt. He walked down the stairs humbly, then fixed his gaze on Fang Ran's side.

Ling wears a black and white gothic dress with long sleeves on her hands.

"What a beautiful girl and dress!"

"Mrs. Loomis, you are not upstairs admiring..."

It was useless for the waiter to speak. He was standing behind the counter with gold-rimmed glasses, probably a man like a manager and supervisor, and greeted him with a smile.

"Little girl, you have a beautiful dress. Where did it come from? Who designed it?"

Ignoring the man's words at all, Countess Loomis only stared at Ling's long dress, and she felt that she was wearing a black dress with white lace on the girl and the long sleeves with lace. It was a work of art!

No one knows what a favorite dress means to a woman like Countess Loomis in this era. She asked directly and in a short and hurried manner. She was scared that Ling did not know how to answer. She hid half of her body in the side. surface.

Fang Ran stretched out her hand to block her and prevented the countess from further contact and questioning. She frowned slightly. Then she remembered that she shouldn't ask a little girl that way. Madame Loomis recognized her guardian and looked at Fang Ran. Then slightly surprised, raised his eyebrows:

"I don't seem to have seen your face...foreigner? Oh, no wonder it feels so strange."

Opening the feathered fan, the countess opened her mouth with a small smile, her eyes chucking slightly.

The circle is such a big thing. Standing at a certain level, there are basically countless people you can know. In the upper aristocratic circle of Milan, no one knows these things better than a lady like her, so she doesn’t need to look at it. Recognizing Fang Ran's identity as a foreigner, one can know that the young man in front of him is not a nobleman.

And this is a shop where only nobles can come.

"But these are not important, gentlemen from foreign countries, listen, I have a good suggestion,"

Wearing a beige skirt that was almost dragged to the floor, Mrs. Loomis was only smiling and speaking, but her superior tone still came out of her mouth, more like a request from the countess than a suggestion.

"Sell me the dress on her for 100...no, 200 lire silver coins, and at the same time I let this shop be open to you forever? How about a good deal, isn't it?"

Fang Ran glanced at her, and then decided to comfort Ling and tell her not to be afraid. He squatted down and blinked at the girl, smiled and still spoke with an active tone:

"Don't worry, it's okay, it doesn't matter."

Looking at the countess in the palace dress, Ling was a little uneasy, and she nodded slightly at Fang Ran.

After about a minute, Fang Ran understood the general situation from Sharon’s narration and Ling’s translation.

Then he smiled.

It's not angry or insulted, just looking at the countess who smiled confidently in the hall, and the supervisor who looked hard but clearly wanted to compromise here, and many aristocrats in the upper class around. The gaze here,

Fang Ran suddenly felt a sense of absurdity that he didn't care about.

"200 Lira silver coins, this shop will always be open to me?"

Regardless of whether anyone could understand, she repeated the offer made by the countess before her.

The change of mentality was surging with the simplest and rude way to do something that he had never wanted to do. The power that came out of the capital that night to admit speaks in his ears, just like Veroni Ka once whispered enough to him seductively.

‘Freedom, money, rights, status, reputation are already yours, so what you want to do is okay...’

‘How about being more honest about your desires, Fang Ran? ’

Then he took out a notebook, and Sharon behind him opened his eyes and watched the incredible scene.

Because compared to the translation given by Yewang, he suddenly thought of a more convenient method, a method worth a piece of gold.

Wei Wei frowned slightly displeased, and Mrs. Loomis was very dissatisfied with Fang Ran's self-proclaimed language that she did not understand. In her opinion, this was a very rude behavior.

But just when she was about to say something, everyone saw the young man who was not in the circle of the Milanese aristocracy at all, and looked at him with embarrassment, hoping that he would not cause trouble. The supervisor who agreed so honestly threw out a blank card.

The supervisor hurriedly caught the card, and then saw that it was written in squiggly letters that did not look like a pen:

"Call your master out"

"Sir, I'm sorry, I can't fulfill your request, and with all due respect, you can't make trouble here..."

In fact, I despise the other party's very bad supervisor who doesn't understand the atmosphere. He didn't move his footsteps. With a cold smile on his face, he was ‘polite’ just about to say something.

Then he saw the youth opposite and smiled as expected.

Immediately after everyone's eyes flashed, he directly threw out the thing in his hand without warning, and smashed it at the most conspicuous glass sculpture in the hall!

Boom-wow! ! ! !

"what!!!"

Those extravagant glass shards were brought up by the dull impact, and the bang of the explosion made the noble women in the whole hall scream!

"Oh! No! My God, what did you rude madman do!"

In a huge consternation, the supervisor ran away like crazy~www.NovelMTL.com~ Seeing that the pile of glass statues that were the most luxurious and proud of this store turned into a pile of garbage shards, his hands were at a loss. Trying to recover, shouted at Fang Ran's desperate collapse!

Mrs. Loomis also stepped aside in horror, stepped back incomprehensibly and looked at the figure standing at the door, and shouted in a shrill voice:

"Are you crazy? Do you know what you are doing!?"

Kneeling on the carpet, contrary to the action of carefully protecting the remaining part of the artifact, the supervisor yelled to Fang Ran emotionally:

"Police! I want the police to arrest you! Arrest you crazy! You are a crime, you broke it, you are...!"

The angry roar stopped abruptly, and the supervisor who was kneeling on the ground suddenly lost his voice, because he opened his eyes and found the ‘kill weapon’ that smashed this amazing handicraft...

It is a piece of metal larger than his fist and symbolizing supreme wealth...brilliant bright yellow metal!

He was stunned as if he had lost his breath. Suddenly, he was slapped in the face by someone. He suddenly raised his head and stammered and looked at the figure at the door incredibly. The eyes of the Countess Loomis on the other side were stunned. Obsessed with brilliance,

At this moment, the other people in the hall also had the same dumb look as them, and some hadn't even realized what had happened.

The young man at the door threw a piece of gold up and down like a stone with his right hand and smiled lowly.

Not where we can come, 200 lire silver coins, always open to me...?

Fang Ran glanced at the countess, then looked down at the supervisor not far away, and said plain words that were completely incomprehensible but did not hinder the understanding of his intentions.

"Can you help me call out the owner of this store now?"