Chapter 97 Folding the phone

While speaking, Xia Yun picked up the folding screen mobile phone on the display stand.

This is the latest model this year, tens of thousands per piece.

"This beauty, I have been observing you for a long time. The phone in your hand is a limited edition, worth 88,000 yuan. If you are interested, I can give it to you. As long as you leave me a phone number? How about it?"

At this time, a man in a suit next to him, who was handsome and handsome, and twenty-seven or eight years old, came over.

This man is obviously a young and rich man.

At this moment, his eyes looking at Xia Yun were filled with the smell of determination to win.

Obviously, for him, tens of thousands of yuan is a trivial matter, as long as he can get to know the beautiful woman.

However, Xia Yun didn't hear anything he said. At this moment, Xia Yun only had his own president in his eyes.

The phone was tossed and turned in her hand and couldn't let go of it. Ye Hao nodded when he saw this scene and said, "Since you like it, let me give it to you."

"Thank you, Ye...brother..."

Xia Yun said the last two words very lightly, and after he said that, he blushed.

In her eyes, only a man as powerful and low-key as Ye Hao is a real man.

Other rich second-generations are all idiots and useless.

"What are you calling me?" Ye Hao was stunned for a moment.

"Mr. Ye, if it is not suitable, I won't call that in the future." Xia Yun said shyly.

Ye Hao smiled and said, "It's okay, you can call it whatever you want in private occasions, there is not so much attention."

While speaking, Ye Hao had already greeted a clerk and said, "Hello, can you ask if there is any new one in this phone? Please help me get two."

A clerk walked over quickly, looked up and down at Ye Hao for a few seconds, and then hesitated a little, "Sir, our mobile phone is a limited edition."

"The price is 88,000, not 88, and you have to transfer goods from other stores. Are you sure you want it?"

It’s not a question that the clerk is hesitant.

This phone has a small output, but it is a popular phone in the upper-class circle recently.

The average person’s salary is not 80,000 yuan a year, let alone spending so much money to buy a mobile phone.

Ye Hao is wearing street stall goods at this moment. No matter how poor he looks, he doesn’t seem to be able to buy two units with tens of thousands of dollars.

Ye Hao was speechless. It seemed that he needed to buy a better set of clothes.

Xia Yun also burst out with a "puchi" laugh, obviously he rarely saw Ye Hao being defeated.

Ye Hao shook his head with a wry smile, but said, "It's okay, please help me transfer the goods, two, by the way, I don't know if my mobile phone card can be used."

While talking, Ye Hao took out his old man and signaled the clerk to help him change the card later.

"The old man's machine is 99 yuan?" The clerk looked suspicious.

This guy doesn't even have Apple, and he actually wants to buy such an expensive folding screen phone. Is it possible?

Before Ye Hao could say anything, the man who was ignored by Xia Yun suddenly smiled and said, "Go and get it. If he can't afford it later, this phone will be given to this lady."

"Okay, Mr. Jiang."

The clerk saw the man speak, quickly bowed and retreated.

Obviously, Mr. Jiang should have a certain social status, otherwise the clerk would not have known him.
Chapter completed!