"No, I was very satisfied with the brand you gave me last time. Did you know that two days ago, I took it to a jewelry store here to tie a rope, and the jewelry store directly offered me 12,000 yuan for the brand you gave me. This

Don't take it to heart, Sister Zhao will remember your kindness." Sister Zhao said generously.

"Is it so expensive? How about you sell it directly to someone else, and I'll find a new original stone carving for you." Guan Fei said half-jokingly.

"I can't bear to give it up. This jewelry store is also owned by an official wife of the company. I don't know where she bought the goods from before. I let it slip that day and told her that my bracelet and pendant didn't cost more than 10,000 for a set.

, her eyes were so wide that they were almost as big as teacups, and she was pestering me to give her your WeChat account. Has no one added you as a friend in the past two days? I will push her WeChat account to you soon."

Sister Zhao said happily.

Guan Fei thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that someone had actually added their own WeChat account before, without any notes.

I thought it was another advertisement, so I failed.

"It seems that there is indeed one, but they didn't make a note. I thought it was a marketing account, so it didn't pass." Guan Fei said sheepishly.

"Forget it, I'll push her WeChat to you later and tell her again. Her surname is He, and her husband is the management of the head office. Even if you can't do business, you should have a good chat with her and maintain a good relationship. We'll have a good relationship in the future.

If something happens, someone might be able to help you." Sister Zhao warned.

"Okay, Sister Zhao, I understand."

To be honest, Sister Zhao is actually a pretty good person, at least she has her own affairs taken care of.

I have to find something to express my gratitude to others later.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Feng had just come out of the bathroom after taking a shower.

Guan Fei stood up and said happily to Yang Feng: "Your contract has been settled and will be sent out from the company shortly."

Yang Feng nodded, "Thank you."

"Do we need to be so polite between us?"

Guan Fei smiled and was about to step forward to hug Yang Feng, but Yang Feng shyly avoided her and said angrily: "Zhang Ling is here."

"It's okay, just pretend I don't exist."

Zhang Ling responded in a timely manner, which actually made Guan Fei a little embarrassed.

"Then I'm going to take a shower. The things I sent you show that they are already being delivered. If they arrive in a while, you can sign for them for me." After saying that, Guan Fei entered the bathroom.

After washing away the sticky skin, Guan Fei felt refreshed.

Just after leaving the bathroom, I saw a courier boy standing at the door and asking, "Excuse me, is Guan Fei doing this?"

"Yes, that's it, bring it in." Guan Fei said.

After signing for it, Guan Fei found a pair of scissors and opened the outer packaging, revealing a delicately packaged box with Louis Vuitton printed on it.

Holding it in both hands, Yang Feng entered the room. Yang Feng was bending down to clear the tea table for Guan Fei.

"Leave it for a while and I'll do it myself. Take a look at what I gave you. Do you like it?"

Guan Fei brought the packaging box to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng curiously took it and saw the logo printed on the box, her expression changed several times, "This is too expensive."

"Open it and take a look, do you like it?"

Guan Fei's hanging heart finally dropped.

It seems that the little cat is quite reliable and can cure all diseases.

The moment he opened the lid, Yang Feng's eyes lit up, "Oh, the postman style, it's still the old style with the print. This bag seems to be particularly difficult to buy. I heard that you have to queue up for several months. What did you do?

Arrived?"

"I'm lucky. I happen to have a friend who knows the clerk, and they have one in stock in the store." Guan Fei said calmly.

I am infinitely grateful to the kitten.

This guy really didn't disappoint me. I'll add chicken drumsticks to you when dad gets back!

"Thank you, I like it very much."

Yang Feng raised her head and kissed Guan Fei on the face.

Guan Fei turned around and looked outside. Zhang Ling was concentrating on studying his rough stone and probably had no time to pay attention to his side.

Holding Yang Feng's little face with both hands, he directly pressed his bloody mouth onto the small cherry mouth.

It wasn't until the attackers had taken enough advantage that Yang Feng started to struggle, then he got up and let her go.

"Hate!"

Yang Feng's eyes flickered, with a hint of charm in her anger.

It's more like coquettishness than resentment. Guan Fei is a little crazy looking at Wan Zhong's amorous feelings.

After a long time to regain consciousness, Yang Feng was holding the backpack with both hands and looking over it. Guan Fei reminded: "There should be something inside, you can look for it."

Yang Feng opened the bag and took out a white rectangular packaging box with gilt fonts and Dior's logo on it, which once again surprised Yang Feng.

"True Me Series!"

Yang Feng cheered: "How do you know I like the scents of this series?"

"Ahem, I think this taste suits your temperament very well."

Guan Fei started to make it up without any knowledge, but what she was thinking was: Maoer, daddy loves you so much.

"Thanks."

Yang Feng took out her mobile phone, probably preparing to show off to her little sisters.

"I said you two were so surprised, what are you doing inside? Second Master, these materials must not be for sale, right?"

At this time, Zhang Ling was holding a small pile of four or five rough stones standing at the door and looking inside curiously.

"Zhang Ling, look, this is a gift from Guan Fei."

Yang Feng showed off to Zhang Ling happily and proudly.

"Well, not bad, it's pretty good-looking. How much does this package cost?" Zhang Ling nodded and complimented.

"Um, Brother Aling, come and read to me. These two letters: starve, power."

Guan Fei laughed angrily at Zhang Ling.

"It's also written in foreign languages, isn't it just a donkey? Even if it's made of donkey skin, it's only one or two thousand?" Zhang Ling said in a puzzled manner.

Guan Fei was completely defeated by Zhang Ling, raised her forehead and said: "Brother Aling, I really admire your courage. But remember one thing, this brand is called LV, the full name is Louis Vuitton. Let's talk about women in the future

A friend is going to take the exam. Also, this bag, plus the bottle of perfume in Yang Feng’s hand, is worth 20,000!" Guan Fei said through gritted teeth.

"How many?"

Zhang Ling placed the rough stone in his hand on the coffee table and dug his ears in disbelief.

"Twenty thousand!" Guan Fei repeated again.

"You are such a spendthrift. Please don't talk to me. I'm not worthy. Please tell me the lowest price of these materials so that I can quote the price to the customer."

Zhang Ling, who is single, obviously cannot understand the meaning of Guan Fei spending so much money on buying a bag.

If you have this kind of money, you might as well buy a piece of rough stone. That's just too much money.

"Forget it, there's nothing to say about wood that doesn't understand the charm of people like you. This base price is 600, this is 2,000, this is 1 and press 2 together, this is 800. You can sell it and make a profit of 50 to 50 cents."
Chapter completed!