She picked up the bag that had been placed in front of her intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to show off how good Luo Li was to her, buying her a bag for the first time, etc.
As a result, Zhang Jie noticed Tang Wan's bag before Tang Wan saw it.
"Huh? Is it a new bag, not used much, or is it Hermès?"
Zhang Jie suddenly became unconvinced.
“I bought a fake bag and it’s still the same as mine. It’s really shameless!”
Zhang Jie was so angry that she gritted her teeth. She had changed her bag and wanted to show it off in the company, but Tang Wan brought a fake that was almost exactly the same as the bag in her hand. How could she not be angry?
Of course, the reason why Zhang Jie subconsciously thought that Tang Wan's bag was fake was because the market price of this bag was more than 300,000 yuan. With Tang Wan's personality, she would not buy it, and her useless son-in-law husband would definitely not be able to give it away.
So it can’t be the real thing!
"Tang Wan, you bought a new bag, let me have a look." Zhang Jie said with a smile.
Tang Wan didn't think so and handed the bag to Zhang Jie casually.
Zhang Jie looked through it carefully and found that Tang Wan's bag was slightly different from her own, and she couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.
"Logan, your bag is so beautiful. It costs at least two hundred yuan, right?"
Zhang Jie asked loudly and deliberately.
"This bag was given to me by Chen Yang, it cost more than a few hundred yuan..."
Tang Wan frowned and was about to say that her bag was genuine, but Zhang Jie laughed first: "It turned out to be that wimp who gave it to you. I don't know which roadside stall you bought it from. Can you tell me?
"
Zhang Jie was even more certain that since it was a gift given to Tang Wan by that poor man Chen Yang, it was 99% likely to be a fake.
"I want to know too. Please tell me. The fakes are so good-looking. I'll buy one after get off work."
A colleague of Zhang Jie who was passing by also said something teasingly.
"This bag is not fake, Chen Yang bought it from a specialty store."
Tang Wan clearly knew the origin of the bag and subconsciously defended Chen Yang.
"Haha, don't talk nonsense. How can this kind of bag be genuine?" Zhang Jie sneered, "Fake ones are fake and can never be real. Let me show you what my real Hermès looks like.
"
After saying that, he took out his Hersma bag from the chair and said with a haughty look: "Look, this is the real Hersma. Although your bag looks similar to mine, but
If you look closely, you can see that it is obviously smaller and the pattern is obviously different."
"Wow! Sister Ying, you actually bought a real Hercules horse!"
"Let me see it, it's so beautiful!"
Several female employees around her gathered around curiously when they heard that Zhang Jie was holding a genuine Hermes bag.
"Ms. Tang, you are really unlucky. You bought a fake bag and tried to show it off in front of us, but you ended up bumping into Sister Ying's genuine bag."
One of Zhang Jie's best friends looked at Tang Wan's bag of the same style and said something sinister.
"No, this bag is real, I didn't lie." Logan defended.
"That's right, what's wrong with getting a fake bag? Just admit it. Will we still laugh at you?"
He said this, but everyone had a mocking smile on their face.
Just when Tang Wan was blushing and unable to argue, a voice suddenly came.
"Who said Logan's bag is fake? You show off your A-grade bag on the market, and you dare to laugh at others."
I saw Chen Yang striding into the office.
As soon as he parked the car and got up, he saw this scene and immediately spoke to Tang Wan to save him.
"Um."
Tang Wan felt relieved when she saw Chen Yang, and nodded, and the frustration in her heart just now was gone.
"Haha, my bag is A-grade? Chen Yang, you can really tell."
Zhang Jie snorted disdainfully, "Who doesn't know that you, a poor person, can afford a roadside stall, buy fake goods yourself, and laugh at me in turn? It's really ridiculous."