When the delicate little bag was thrust into Yami's hand, Yami finally realized what he was doing. Looking at himself in the mirror with the satchel on his back, he felt it was so unreal. He nervously grabbed the small bag, lest it fall to the ground.
This is worth 20 million, and one bag is worth the price of my father’s major surgery.
Under the horrified and jealous eyes of Beiyuan and others, Chen Zifei pulled Yami out of the store.
Yamei was pulled by Chen Zifei and followed subconsciously, not fully recovering yet.
Zhu Zhengyang looked at the small bag that Yamei was carrying from time to time, and said depressedly: "Da Fei, you are really willing to spend money. You bought a bag worth 20 million yuan on the spot. I had to have a lot of money before I was willing to buy 2,000 yuan."
With a bag worth 10,000 yuan, I can buy as many discs as I want with this money."
Yuan Wudi rolled his eyes and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Chen Zifei, I'm really convinced. Now I even doubt whether what you said is true. Are you willing to spend so much money for your sister?"
Chen Zifei smiled and said nonchalantly: "It's just a small amount of money, it's not a big deal."
Only then did Yamei come back to her senses. She quickly handed the bag to Chen Zifei and said nervously: "Mr. Chen, I can't take your bag. It's too expensive. I'd better give it to your wife."
Chen Zifei's eyes lit up and he immediately laughed: "This is a good idea."
Yamei breathed a sigh of relief. The pressure of this bag in her hands was really too great. Mr. Chen could just give it to his wife.
However, Chen Zifei had no intention of accepting the package, but turned around and walked back to the store. Yamei didn't pay attention. Mr. Chen must have wanted to repackage it.
Yuan Wudi and Zhu Zhengyang also showed smiles. Mr. Chen also gave it to his wife. The 20 million yuan was not much. This was far easier to accept than giving it to a strange island girl.
Kitahara was still in the Hermès store at this time. After seeing that Yamei had a limited edition bag worth 20 million, the red bag with 1 million suddenly no longer smelled good. He was pouting and stamping his feet.
He was actually outclassed by Yami, but he was still completely defeated.
At this moment, Chen Zifei and the others came back again. Beihara and Ida Shou were stunned as to why they were back again.
Beiyuan suddenly felt something in his heart, and laughed and said: "Are you regretting it? You came to return the goods. Yamei, you are really unlucky. You are so happy for nothing. Even if others are rich, they will not buy you such an expensive bag."
Why do you do that?"
Yamei frowned and wanted to refute, but she didn't say anything after all, otherwise Mr. Chen would definitely buy another bag for himself. Mr. Chen had already spent enough for his father, and he couldn't spend any more of Mr. Chen's money.
Seeing Chen Zifei, the short-haired girl immediately became nervous. She had just sold a bag worth 20 million yuan, and her commission was quite large. If this man regretted it and wanted to withdraw, then she would lose the money.
"Sir, what's the problem? Your girlfriend looks so beautiful on her back. It matches her temperament perfectly. She looks like a fairy." The short-haired girl said with a smile.
Chen Zifei smiled and said casually: "This bag is indeed very beautiful. Do you still have it?"
The short-haired girl breathed a sigh of relief, with a look of surprise on her face, and said: "Sir, do you want to pick one? We have a total of five here. Apart from the one you just bought, there are four more. You don't need to pick this one.
Each of these limited-edition bags has gone through dozens of inspection processes to ensure there are no flaws. Limited-edition bags are all about perfection."
Yamei was a little embarrassed, maybe because she had just carried it for a while, and Mr. Chen wanted to get a new one for his wife, but Yamei didn't care.
Chen Zifei smiled and said, "It's good if you still have more. Just give me the remaining four. I'll take them all."
The short-haired girl wanted to persuade Chen Zifei not to choose, but she was suddenly stunned. She couldn't believe what she heard. What did this man say? He wanted to pack up the other four?
For a moment, everyone looked at Chen Zifei in horror. They had seen rich people, but never such rich people. The eyes of the other waiters were red. Can't we share this good thing?
This short-haired girl sold for 100 million alone. Although it was an island currency, it was an astronomical figure. If it were converted into Chinese currency, it would be 5 million. How much would the commission be?
Kitahara, who was still mocking Ami just now, almost forgot to breathe. She was so frightened that she bought five limited edition bags worth 20 million yuan at once. This is too cruel, leaving no way for others to survive. If
If I can be one of them, I can do whatever I want.
Ida Shou's heart was beating wildly and his legs were trembling. He knew that the gap between this man and himself was too big. He couldn't even compare with his hair. Thinking that he was arrogant in front of him just now, Ida Shou really wanted to give him a slap in the face.
, this is because you think you have a long life, and you are seeking death there.
The short-haired girl couldn't walk naturally anymore. She went to pick up several other bags. This time, none of her colleagues helped her. Everyone was extremely jealous.
Soon several bags were brought over. Looking at so many exquisite bags, Yamei swallowed and whispered: "Mr. Chen, why did you buy so many bags?"
Chen Zifei smiled and said casually: "The price-performance ratio is good, I just want to buy some as gifts."
Yamei only felt that her values were about to collapse. For a small bag worth 20 million, some people actually said it was cost-effective. Is this thing cost-effective?
The muscles on Zhu Zhengyang's face twitched, and he said with a grimace: "I suddenly realized that I am really a beggar."
Looking at Zhu Zhengyang's appearance, Chen Zifei smiled and said: "Don't worry, you are definitely not a beggar. Beggars are not as fat as you. If you are a beggar, you are also a fake beggar."
Zhu Zhengyang looked depressed and said sadly: "Da Fei, you are so offensive, why don't you also give me a bag?"
Chen Zifei laughed, waved his hand and said, "Didn't I say? I am responsible for today's activities and I will pay for all the expenses. Just pack whatever you like."
Zhu Zhengyang's eyes widened, he pointed at himself and said excitedly: "What you said is true, Da Fei, I can also choose."
Chen Zifei shrugged and said with a smile: "Of course, but if you don't like it, then I will save money."
Zhu Zhengyang jumped up and said excitedly: "Great, long live Dafei..."
Zhu Zhengyang's face turned red and he rushed to the men's clothing area inside.
Yuan Wudi looked at Zhu Zhengyang trying his best, with a look of envy in his eyes. Although he also had some money, his money could not reach this level in a luxury store like this.
Seeing Yuan Wudi standing still, Chen Zifei patted Yuan Wudi on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Old Yuan, there is no need to be polite to me. We are all friends here. It's okay to spend some money for me."
Yuan Wudi snorted, but with a smile on his face, he finally walked towards Zhu Zhengyang.
Chen Zifei originally wanted Yamei to choose some more clothes, but Yamei refused to go. Mr. Chen insisted on giving this bag to him, so how could he let Mr. Chen spend money.
Beihara and others were all excited when they saw this. Why didn't they have such a good opportunity? If they could choose at will, this would be a scene in their dreams.
Soon Zhu Zhengyang and Yuan Wudi finished their selections. Zhu Zhengyang chose a head-to-toe suit. Yuan Wudi was still not too embarrassed and only chose a coat, but it was also very expensive. When the two of them were put together, it was as good as the one by América.
The small package was so cheap that the short-haired girl's hands were shaking with excitement. With Yamei's help, she packed all Zhu Zhengyang's things.
When they walked out of the store, Chen Zifei and others had their hands full of bags, looking very spectacular.
"Where should we go next?" Chen Zifei looked at the people and said with a smile.