Faced with the irony around him, Zhao Tiezhu did not take it seriously at all. These people are just looking for their sense of superiority. People like this usually don't live as brightly as they seem on the surface.

"Look at this kind of person. It's a waste of clothes for him to try on!" There was a middle-aged man in the crowd, with a large bowel stool, similar to that of pregnant women in labor. The shop assistant winked again during the conversation.

The clerk noticed and quickly cleaned all the clothes Zhao Tiezhu touched.

"What do you mean?" Lin Qiaoqiao could not help frowning and questioning.

"Don't buy...