It was rare for Ethan to tidy up his clothes and tidy up his unkempt appearance.
After cleaning up, Chen Zhao and Ethan accompanied him to the dress shop.
However, when the two of them entered the boutique, the shop assistant looked at them with disdain.
Of course, the disdain was mainly directed at Ethan.
"Miss, can you help my friend pick a dress? He's having a party tonight."
"Sure. This way, please. Sir, do you need anything?"
"No, I don't."
"Chen, you don't want one? Aren't you going too? "
"We're different."
"How so?"
"I'm more handsome than you."
"…"
Under the clerk's guidance, Ethan started trying on the dresses.
Chen Zhao was a bit bored. He sat in the shop and looked around.
In the end, Chen Zhao's gaze locked onto a young and beautiful female shop assistant. She had a slender figure and wore loose casual clothes with shorts. Chen Zhao had to admit that women working in clothing stores all knew how to match their outfits.
"Miss, may I ask for your name?"
The shop assistant smiled politely. "No."
Although the United States was an open-minded country, not everyone was open-minded.
At least, this beautiful clerk didn't fall for it. She was clearly different from the women Chen Zhao knew before.
"Then if I can guess your name, can you have a cup of coffee with me?"
"Try." The clerk clearly didn't believe that Chen Zhao could guess her name.
"You're Chris Ackerman?"
"How did you know?"
"It's written on the sign on your chest."
"Did you use this trick to trick other girls?"
"No, I just learned it from the Internet. It seems pretty useful."
"It's useless."
"Are you going back on your word?"
"You didn't guess it," Chris said, smiling.
"Do you know where I'm from?"
"Asian."
"Where's Asia?"
"I don't know. Japan? China? Or Korea? "
"China. Do you know that Chinese have a special skill?"
"What?"
"Foresight."
"I don't believe in prophecy."
"No, no, no. It's not prophecy. It's precognition."
"What's the difference?"
"For example, if you write a word or a paragraph on your palm, I will know it even without my eyes."
"I still don't believe it."
"What if I guess correctly? Can you promise to have a cup of coffee with me? "
Kris thought about it and nodded. "Sure."
"Then let's begin."
"Turn around and don't peek."
Seeing that Chen Zhao had turned around, Chris picked up the pen and started writing.
"I'm done. You can guess now."
"I'm Chen Zhao. You can call me Chen," Chen Zhao said with a faint smile.
"I'm not …" Kris was stunned at first, but then she looked at the words on her palm. She had written, "What's your name?"
But Chen Zhao had actually answered her directly. She couldn't understand it no matter how she thought about it.
"How did you know?"
"I told you, I can foresee."
"I don't believe it. Let's try again."
"Alright."
Kris wrote another paragraph and then said, "Alright, you can guess now."
"I'm single now."
"You … You can really foresee?"
"Ha …"
"Tell me, can you really foresee the future?"
"We Chinese have a saying: if you believe it, then it exists. If you don't, then it doesn't. It's like faith. If you believe that God exists, then he really exists. If you don't believe in God, then he doesn't exist."
"I don't need to discuss philosophy with you. My university courses include philosophy. I need a definite answer."
"In the world of magic, you can't reveal the secrets of magic to others."
"So you're a magician?"
"No, I'm a doctor. This is my name card. If you need anything, you can call me. I'm free most of the time."
"You still haven't answered my question."
"Little girl, don't be tricked by him. He's a spiritualist. Maybe there's a soul beside you that's helping him monitor you."
Just then, Ethan walked out in a suit. Chen Zhao's face darkened. "You look so ugly. Even the most expensive suit can't hide your filthy aura. But that's it. After all, that beautiful shop assistant probably doesn't want to waste any more time on a fat pig like you." Ethan's face darkened.
The salesgirl beside Ethan was indeed a little embarrassed. She was really quite annoyed.
Choosing a gown for Ethan was too painful.
No matter how good the gown was, it would be dragged down several levels after Ethan wore it.
"Chen, I think you dragged me here to humiliate me." Ethan was furious.
"Alright, alright. It's not that bad. Don't you think so, beauties?" Chen Zhao had to coax Ethan.
The salesgirl beside Ethan smiled awkwardly. "It's alright."
"See, you actually look quite handsome. The ladies at the party tonight will definitely fall for you."
"Really?"
"Yes, it's true."
"Okay, I'll try to believe you."
"Is it really okay for you to lie to your friend like this?"
"I'm giving him confidence. If he doesn't even have confidence, he definitely won't be able to attend tonight's party."
"But even if he has confidence, are you sure he can hook up with women?" Chris asked, looking at Chen Zhao.
"Probably from zero to one percent success rate."
"If you're not best friends, then you must be mortal enemies."
"Chris, since we can talk so well, can you give me your number? Maybe we can have a cup of coffee together."
"Sorry, I already have a boyfriend. We're engaged. My boyfriend doesn't like me to have coffee with other men."
Chen Zhao was very disappointed. Such a high-quality woman had indeed been slept with by a pig.
Chen Zhao could only shrug helplessly. Of course, to Chen Zhao, anyone who wasn't married was his target.
However, this was usually a thankless task. Poaching was too immoral.
"Handsome, I'm free. Do you want my number?" the salesgirl beside Ethan asked.
"Of course, it's my honor." Chen Zhao didn't reject her. After all, the salesgirl wasn't bad.
After leaving the store, Ethan kept complaining. Chen Zhao didn't spend a single cent and even hooked up with a beautiful salesgirl.
He'd spent $200 to rent the dress, but the salesgirl still looked at him with disdain.
"Chen, I want that salesgirl's number."
"If you want her number, ask for it yourself, not me." Chen Zhao rejected him mercilessly. "If you don't even have the courage to ask, even if I give you her number, you probably won't have the courage to call her."
"Chen, you have so many pets and a toolbox. Are you sure you're going to a party?"
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