The manager couldn't see the depth of this young man anymore.
Could it be that he just wanted to pretend in front of this girl?
But it is impossible.
Lucifer immediately laughed on the phone:
"Your Highness, wait for a moment, and I will ask that old guy Adrian to call you in person!"
Su Mu snorted directly:
"Do I know who Adrian is? I just need this watch!"
Lucifer on the other end of the phone smiled helplessly:
"As you wish, your will, my will."
Su Mu hung up the phone and said to the middle-aged manager with a smile:
"Okay, you guys go and do it, let's see if it's okay?"
The manager had no choice but to make a helpless expression and signal the waiter behind him to pour two cups of coffee.
Before the coffee was delivered, the middle-aged man who had just left suddenly rushed out with sweat.
Because he ran too fast, he even hit him hard on the counter, which scared all the waiters in the store.
What's wrong with the manager?
These waiters were surprised why the manager lost his composure, but the manager's next actions scared everyone even more.
The middle-aged man almost rolled and crawled in front of Su Mu, with almost humble respect on his face and unconcealed nervousness:
"Dignified sir, can you please sit down and take a rest? The key to the safe is in the bank vault. I have notified someone to pick it up quickly. Please wait for a while!"
All the waiters looked at their manager in disbelief. The huge store was quiet and there was no sound.
Su Mu nodded with a smile:
"Okay, don't worry."
Ning Yan was also a little stunned.
In fact, she has liked this watch for the first time since she saw it.
Unfortunately, the other party didn't buy it at all.
Ye Wanqiu also liked this watch very much. The two of them discussed that if they could buy it, they would take turns wearing it.
The manager's next words not only scared all the waiters, but even Ning Yan was dumbfounded.
"Sir, thank you very much for your love for this watch. To thank you, the headquarters will give you this watch and the watch from the headquarters. The headquarters is already arranging a special plane. At the latest tomorrow afternoon, that one will be in the middle of the headquarters.
The table will be delivered.”
The waiters exploded collectively.
"What did I hear?"
"Oh my God!"
"Impossible, I must be hearing hallucinating."
"Yes, yes, so do I, must be."
The waiter was totally stunned.
Su Mu said a little unhappy:
"What a joke? Give it to me? I bought it to give it to someone. You give it to me and I will give it to you. Should you give it to me or I give it to you?"
The middle-aged man stuttered:
"That...uh...! Sir, that's right, you...please be sure to...!"
The manager feels like he wants to hang himself.
The call he received just now was brought by the president of the Swiss headquarters.
On the phone, the other party warned him with a nearly roaring voice that no matter what he wanted, he would send the watch out.
That's right, it's a gift, not a sale.
If he can give it away, the president will give him a promotion and salary increase, and even promote him to become the president of Greater China.
But if you can't give it out, the manager will lose his bonus this year, let alone promotion and salary increase.
Manager, Alexander.
But he knew that the more people like Su Mu, the more they were doing things.
He didn't dare to beg the other party to accept the bid.
People don’t lack money, what are they missing?
What is missing is the mind...ah, what is missing is the sense of ritual.
The middle-aged manager also had ten thousand grass and mud horses whizzing by.
Patek Philippe has the only handmade watches that you want to enter a museum. Not to mention the others, it costs 30 million yuan, and it is definitely not a problem to double the price within ten minutes of buying it.
When do top rich people like it?
Scarcity, uniqueness.
Who cares about the big road goods that can be bought with money?
You know, even among the ancient nobles who were in Europe and those orderly inherited, even if the kings of those countries wanted to buy a limited edition table for the princess, they had to queue up obediently.
Who is the sacred person in front of you?
On the phone, the president wanted to stick out his tongue to lick the master's feet through the phone.
Lick it on your knees.
That is the real licking.
The middle-aged manager was so surprised and happy that he was a little confused.
Very good and powerful.
I will inevitably become a brilliant stroke in Patek Philippe's hundreds of years of history.
Mom, I accidentally became a historical celebrity.
That feeling is so wonderful.
The first thing a manager who wakes up is to ask someone to close the store.
Then he respectfully grind two cups of coffee and delivered it to him, and the phone suddenly rang out.
He looked at the number sideways, and suddenly shivered all over and quickly connected:
"General...Mr. President."
The president said quickly on the other end of the phone:
"Please answer the phone."
The middle-aged manager immediately let out a big sigh. Fortunately, the president will take over this hot potato.
"Sir, can you answer the call from our president?"
Su Mu is not used to using other people's phones, especially those who are not familiar with each other. Who knows if there is any bacterial infectious disease?
He nodded and smiled:
"Let's go out."
The manager thought he wanted to show off on the spot.
The outside play opened, and the president's elegant and humble voice came:
"His Royal Highness of the Blood Duke, on behalf of the Patek family and the Feili family, I would like to pay my highest respect to you."
Su Mu curled his lips and said lightly:
"Okay, stop talking nonsense. I bought this watch. Add the one in your headquarters. Please send it as soon as possible."
The middle-aged manager stood aside, and was so scared that he almost fell out of cold sweat on his forehead.
peat.
Something that even shattered his views even more happened again. Through the phone, he could hear the president's almost flattering voice saying:
"Your Highness, this is a little respect from the Feili family to you. Please give us a chance, we...!"
Su Mu interrupted the other party with a blunt hesitation:
"Hang it!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone without hesitation.
The manager shivered all over, quickly picked up the phone, put it away quickly, and then said in a cold sweat:
"Sir, I'll go and urge the bank to send the keys right away."
The manager really doesn't want to stay by Su Mu's side anymore.
Sometimes, when accompanying big people, you have to look at who the big people are.
A beggar accompanying the emperor?
You must also have the ability to withstand the domineering spirit of His Majesty.
Ning Yan and other managers stepped back, finally couldn't help but be curious, and asked in shock:
"Who did you call me just now? By the way, the president called you Your Highness or Duke Brad? Do you have any mysterious identity? How could you, an Easterner, have a Western title? Or a Duke?"
Su Mu was in a hurry.
But my heart was secretly relieved.
Peat.
Blood is pronounced in English as Brad.
Fortunately, Sister Ning didn't know what this Brad meant.
The Duke of Blood means very straightforward.
He used blood to kill him with great reputation.
Originally, he wanted to be a prince of blood.
Unfortunately, when he was halfway through, the old man issued a transfer order and he was forced to retire.