One million, Yami stared blankly at the bag on Beihara's shoulder. Such a small bag costs one million. Yami knows that this brand is a luxury product, but she really doesn't know the price of this brand.
, I was frightened now.
"Husband, will you buy it for me? Do you want it? I like this bag so much." Kitahara took Ida Shou's arm and shook it hard, coquettishly.
Ida Shou's face was a little stiff. He couldn't afford a million dollars to buy a bag, but he didn't want to spend so much money on this girl.
"Sir, this bag is really suitable for your girlfriend. It is the latest model and the price is more suitable..." the short-haired girl spared no effort to persuade.
Ida Shou's face was ugly, and he forced out a stiff smile and said: "Baby, let's take a look at it again. I bought this as soon as it came. I might see something more suitable later."
Beiyuan's mouth immediately became wet. She knew that this old man just couldn't bear to spend money to buy it for herself, but she was not that easy to fool. If she didn't buy herself a bag today, she wouldn't even think about leaving. Beiyuan reluctantly put down the bag and started
I looked at other packages.
At this moment, Chen Zifei suddenly walked inside. It was a locked glass cabinet, and inside was a green, embroidered small bag. It looked very light, with a youthful and sweet style.
"Yami, this bag suits you very well. You can try it." Chen Zifei said to Yamei with a smile.
"No, Mr. Chen, I don't want the bag." Yamei said no, but her eyes showed it, staring at the small bag. She also liked this small bag.
Beiyuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and he hurriedly said: "Hurry up and give me that bag to try."
The short-haired girl looked at Ida Shou and said with a smile: "Madam, you have really good taste. This bag is a limited edition. There are only a hundred of them in the world."
Ida Hisashi's face turned green when he heard what the shopping guide said. It is a limited edition and only 100 pieces will be sold worldwide. Don't think about this bag, it is not cheap at all.
"How much does this package cost?" Hisashi Ida asked immediately.
The short-haired girl smiled and said: "The price of this bag is 20 million. Our limited edition is very worth owning. It also gives you face when you carry it. It is a symbol of identity and status."
Ida Shou's eyes widened, and his chin almost dropped to the ground. He was completely shocked by the price. It was just a small bag, and he dared to sell it at such a price. It was more expensive than a BMW. How could he buy such a bag for Kitahara.
Ida Shou coughed, squeezed out a smile and said: "Baby, I think the style of this bag is not suitable for you, or the small bag just now is more suitable for you, let's buy that bag."
A trace of disappointment flashed in Beiyuan's eyes, but she also knew herself. She knew that this old man could not spend so much money on her. It was good to buy that small red bag. This limited edition, he would not give it to her at all.
He bought it, and he doesn’t have the strength.
Just when Beiyuan was about to agree, Chen Zifei spoke.
"Please take out this bag for me and let's give it a try." Chen Zifei smiled slightly and said casually.
Yamei looked horrified and shook her head repeatedly, saying: "Mr. Chen, you really don't need it. I don't need to try it. This bag is too expensive."
The short-haired girl's face suddenly darkened, and she said in a cold voice: "I'm sorry, sir, but our limited-edition bag is a must-buy and must-not-be-touched one. You can't take it out to try, otherwise there would be no need to lock it in the cabinet."
Beihara suddenly showed disdain and said sarcastically: "Yami, the man you are looking for is really rich. He is even willing to buy this limited edition bag for you."
"I advise you not to try it. Have you washed your hands? You can't afford to pay for it if it gets dirty." Kitahara sneered.
Yamei's face was burning, and she pulled Chen Zifei to leave, whispering: "Mr. Chen, let's go."
But Chen Zifei grabbed Yamei, looked at the short-haired girl and said, "You won't let me try this bag if you don't want to buy it?"
The girl with short hair said disdainfully: "Yes, not everyone can touch this limited edition bag."
The short-haired girl still wanted to speak, but Chen Zifei interrupted her with a wave of his hand and sneered: "Then pack it for me, I want this bag."
For a moment, everyone closed their mouths and looked at Chen Zifei in surprise. This is twenty million, and it's just a matter of touching the upper lip to the lower lip? This is too happy.
The short-haired girl looked at Chen Zifei blankly and suddenly laughed, "Sir, I don't have time to joke with you. Don't disturb our business."
Beiyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and sarcastically said: "I was shocked. I really thought he was a rich man. Your joke is quite cold. If you don't have money, don't pretend. Otherwise, I'll really screw you up. This guy is...
It’s all lost.”
Zhu Zhengyang and Yuan Wudi looked at Chen Zifei in surprise. They didn't understand what Chen Zifei meant for a while. Although they knew that Mr. Chen was rich, they just spent 30 million for the girl's father and would not spend another 20 million to buy a bag.
Bar.
Chen Zifei smiled, walked directly to the checkout counter, and transferred money to pay with his mobile phone. Suddenly, the checkout counter sounded a notification sound, "Successfully collected 20 million yuan..."
At this moment, the entire store was quiet. Not only Yamei and Beihara, but also the other customers looked at Chen Zifei in front of the cashier in horror. Although the people who came to buy this brand were all rich people, they bought two at a time.
Tens of millions are still a handful.
Although limited editions like this are very rare, not many people can actually buy them. Most of the women who come to this luxury store to buy bags come to buy discounted products or products with high cost performance, such as
I don’t know how long it will take for this kind of limited edition to be sold, and I have never encountered someone like Chen Zifei who was so happy to pay and pack it without even touching it.
Beiyuan only felt that his scalp was numb, and his heart was trembling when he saw Chen Zifei. He, he was not pretending, he was really so rich, and he even bought a 20 million bag for Yamei? Beiyuan felt bad all over.
, besides being horrified, huge resentment arose in her heart. The reason why she found an old man was just for his money, so he bought herself a one-million-dollar bag, and felt extremely distressed.
But this Chinese man casually bought a 20-million-dollar bag for Yamei, and packed it without even trying it on. He was so domineering. What kind of man is he? How much money does he have? Who is he in China?
The young master of a big family.
Beiyuan's eyes grew hot when he saw it, and he wished he could throw himself on Chen Zifei's bed right now. If he hugged such a man, he wouldn't have to worry about it in this life.
Ida Shou looked at Chen Zifei, his eyes full of horror, and he subconsciously took a few steps back. Who is this person who can spend 20 million casually? I just despised him a lot. If such a person wants to take revenge on him,
, then isn’t he dead? Now Ida Hisashi can only pray that the other party will not notice him.
Yuan Wudi and Zhu Zhengyang suddenly glanced at each other, and they could see the bitterness in each other's eyes. Although they were not poor, they felt like beggars in front of Chen Zifei. They didn't care about money at all. I'm afraid it was as simple as a number.
Oh, damn second generation, why isn’t it me?
The short-haired girl's hands and feet were cold. After being reminded by her colleagues, she regained consciousness and hurriedly went to get Chen Zifei's bag. Her face was full of flattering smiles, as if she had completely changed.