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Chapter Five Hundred and Fifteen Generous

Ouyang Jing was shocked when she heard that Ye Bufan really wanted to buy it.

In her opinion, even if Ye Bufan could afford this dress, he would have spent all his money on it, and there was absolutely no need to spend so much money just to fight with others.

She took Ye Bufan's arm and said, "Brother, let's go. There is no need to fight with this kind of person."

Fang Xiaoqi said with a sarcastic face: "Cousin, have you seen this? This kind of people are still pretending, they obviously can't afford it, and they still want to pretend to be fat.

If you look at the clothes they are wearing, it is obvious that they are poor people who spend money at street stalls, and they insist on coming to our Chanel store to look cool. Such people are really annoying, and you should not pay attention to them. It is a complete waste of time."

Su Lijuan looked at Ye Bufan and Ouyang Jing and found that they were indeed cheap street vendors.

Especially Ouyang Jing, although she is very beautiful, her clothes have turned white after being washed. She is not someone who can afford to spend money here.

"Did you hear what my cousin said? Leave quickly, or the security will throw you out."

They are worthy of being cousins. They both have a pair of dog-like eyes that look down on others and will chase them away when they come up.

Ye Bufan frowned: "How did you become a store manager? If you treat customers like this, do you still have any quality?"

"Do you need to teach me how to be a store manager? What qualities are needed for a person like you? You are not my customer here."

Su Lijuan said impatiently: "Hurry up and leave, we Chanel don't welcome you."

Ye Bufan took out a bank card and said, "Do you really think I can't afford this dress?"

Su Lijuan curled her lips and said, "Who are you trying to scare with a broken card? Even if you can afford it, we won't do your business."

Ye Bufan said: "Are you sure you want to do this? I hope you won't regret it after a while."

"Hahahaha..." Su Lijuan laughed sarcastically and said to the onlookers, "Did you hear that? Just such a poor guy selling goods all over the place has the nerve to make me, a store manager with an annual salary of millions, regret it.

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It is true that the ignorant are fearless and dare to say anything.”

Ye Bufan stopped talking nonsense to her, directly pulled Ouyang Jing and said, "Let's go to another store."

"It should have been like this a long time ago. You can't pretend anymore." Fang Xiaoqi said to Su Lijuan, "Cousin, you did it right. Let me tell you, there is definitely no more than 100 yuan in his card. He is just bluffing people by showing it out.

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Su Lijuan had a sneer on her face: "A poor guy has the nerve to threaten me. So what if he has a little money? A Chanel store as big as ours can't get enough business from him."

She really thought so. If there was no money in Ye Bufan's card, she, the store manager, would be embarrassed if she showed it.

So what if you have money? Your own store is not short of such a business.

While the two were talking, Ye Bufan and Ouyang Jing walked directly into the Hermès opposite.

Hermès is also one of the top ten luxury brands in the world, and its influence and value are not inferior to Chanel.

In comparison, this store in Jiangbei City is larger than Chanel and has a richer range of products.

Although several shopping guides at the door had just witnessed the conflict on the other side, they still said politely: "Mr. and Miss, how can I help you?"

Ye Bufan was not polite this time. He directly took out his bank card and said: "According to my sister's figure, give her a set of all the clothes you have here, including underwear."

"One set of clothes for all? Sir, are you sure you're not joking?"

The waiter was simply stunned by Ye Bufan's words.

Over at Chanel, Fang Xiaoqi was so out of breath laughing when she saw this scene that she could hardly stand up.

"How can a poor guy pretend to be so realistic? What will you do if you get exposed later? How can you have the nerve to walk out of here?"

After laughing enough, she said to Su Lijuan next to her: "Cousin, you don't know how poor that classmate is. Last year, she stayed in school to work during the New Year and did not go home. This year's holiday is even more like this. Do you think such a person can be rich?

Not to mention her poor brother, if I can get 10,000 yuan with this card, I will lose."

There was even more disdain on the corner of Su Lijuan's mouth, and she believed her cousin's words deeply. I'm afraid this poor guy didn't even know what he meant and how much money it would cost.

One piece for each set of clothes. This kind of domineering way of buying clothes has never been seen in her many years of working in luxury stores. Even the biggest rich man in Jiangbei City has never seen such a skill.

On the Hermès side, after asking the store manager for instructions, all the waiters began to get busy. They first measured Ouyang Jing's size, and then began to select clothes.

Su Lijuan and Fang Xiaoqi hugged their shoulders and watched at the door, waiting for Ye Bufan to make a fool of himself.

Ouyang Jing took Ye Bufan's arm. Due to excessive tension, her palms were soaked with sweat. She whispered: "Brother, is this really okay? How about we run away secretly?"

"Run? Why run? It's just a few clothes, it's nothing."

"But……"

"Nothing to worry about." Ye Bufan patted her shoulder and consoled her, "I told you, your brother is now the richest man in Jiangnan, and the most important thing is money."

This is indeed the case. At the beginning, he had a clear understanding of his property.

He can no longer remember how much money he has, especially after the sale of the Xanadu community started, astronomical sums may be added to his account every minute.

About ten minutes later, several waiters placed 12 large boxes in front of Ye Bufan.

"Sir, the clothes you want have been packed, totaling 31.2 million yuan."

At this time, Zhang Qian, the store manager of Hermès, came over, a tall and beautiful woman wearing a decent business attire.

Although she doesn't look older than Su Lijuan, she has a calmer temperament and a kind and bright smile on her face, which makes her look extremely comfortable.

"Dear sir, if you purchase so many clothes at one time, as a member, I will give you a 20% discount."

For some reason, even though the young man in front of her was wearing ordinary clothes, Zhang Qian had an inexplicable sense of trust in him.

Ye Bufan said nonchalantly: "No, I'll just buy it in full. The discount money is my tip for everyone."

"I'll give it a try. This guy's pretense is big enough. I'll give it full marks."

Fang Xiaoqi, who was standing at the door waiting to watch the excitement, laughed again, 31.2 million, if discounted by 20, it would be more than 6 million cheaper.

Now this poor guy actually pretended to give it to others as tips. She wouldn't believe it even to death.

Not only her, but also Zhang Qian across from her looked stunned. Using so much money as a tip was a rare and generous act. Could it be that this young man was really a super rich man?

She took the bank card doubtfully and asked the waiter to bring it to the POS machine to swipe the card.

At this moment, Ouyang Jing grabbed Ye Bufan's arm so hard that her nails were even embedded into his flesh.

Ye Bufan smiled bitterly, why is this girl so nervous? Is she trying to strangle herself to death?

While everyone was watching, the POS machine beeped, the card was successfully swiped, and then a bill came out.


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