Jiang Orange was not interested in this link, so he didn't participate.

But these people, I felt that they were not full enough to chat, forcibly cut to ginger orange.

"Sister Su, your clothes are the new style of Dior's family, it's really good -looking."

"Tingting's newly bought Hermes is a matter of blood."

"It seems that all of our design departments are exquisite rich women."

"Harm, I have nothing to do with this bag, you can buy it if you have money. Whoever said is the most expensive, and you need to count the one of our director.

"There is also the new Baiqinqin in our department, which is a brand name every day. It seems that the family is not ordinary."

Several people said, and some people looked at Jiang Orange. "To say that our design department has the lowest -key two people, I am afraid that there are only Jiang Orange and Wenwen."

The two who were suddenly named looked at those who were talking.

Jiang Orange was blank, because she ignored what they were talking about.

Li Wenwen was suddenly named, but his body was rigid. He showed an unnatural look on his face. He pulled the corner of his mouth towards several people and did not speak.

The louder voice of speaking is the famous horn of the design department, Sumanlin.

Jiang Orange's eyes looked at a few people, and his face maintained politeness and politeness. "What did Sister Manlin just say?"

Sumanlin's red lips fit one by one, and she keeps her mouth.

"Everyone wants to know why you are so low -key."

"Wenwen came out of a small town, we all know, she has no money to buy luxury goods. How about you? Seeing you don't look like no money."

Su Manlin's last sentence means to point out.

Jiang Orange was perfunctoryly pulled the corner of his mouth, and said with a salty and indifferent tone: "I don't have much interest in luxury goods."

Someone sneered lightly and mocked the tone: "Haha, I don't think you are not interested, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Orange frowned.

Because in the words she just heard, she heard ridicule.

She doesn't think it is a shameless thing to buy luxury goods.

Jiang Orange's eyebrows were slightly cold, and his hands leaned on the seat with both hands and chests, laughing, "I really don't have any money, but I have no money, hinder your eyes?"

"If you don't see it, give me your salary next month, I don't mind."

Hum, it's really full!

The person who just spoke glared at Jiang Orange, "Why do my salary give you!"

"You have no money, that's because you have no ability! Also rely on others!"

Jiang Orange sneered, and his voice was a little colder. "I am really not a wealthy enemy, but I have no fight. You have a swollen face and a fat man. When you say these words, don't you feel hot?

"

When the man heard Jiang Orange's words, the look on his face suddenly stunned and stared at her angrily, "Jiang Orange! Why do you say so! You are talking nonsense here!"

Jiang Orange's eyes fell on the bag that the man put on the table, and his voice said quietly: "I am the person who usually doesn't like nonsense, and it is right and wrong."

"I just like to tell the truth."

"The bag in your hand is the treasure version of the Tao. However, I remind you that if there is how much money, you can buy it."

"Otherwise, if you buy a fake, you will cry."

Hearing this, the face of the female colleague's face was stiff again, and asked fiercely: "What do you mean? Do you say my bag is fake?"

Jiang Orange nodded his head lightly under the gaze of everyone.

"This bag is an old model ten years ago. Because of the color and practicality, this bag has been fired a few years ago."

"The current market value, at least 150,000."
Chapter completed!