Su Xiaonuan led Ye Fei into a nearby shop. The owner of the shop was an old man in his sixties.
The old man's eyes suddenly filled with light when he saw someone coming in. He originally thought that if no one came today, he would close the store.
"Whatever the two guests want, I have everything handmade here, absolutely authentic."
Su Xiaonuan nodded, then walked around the store, touching the suit on the hanger, and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.
The quality here is great, the materials are genuine and very comfortable to the touch.
"Old sir, how do you sell this suit?"
Su Xiaonuan walked up to the old man with a suit. The old man thought for a long time and then hesitantly said a number.
"How about twenty thousand? What do you think?"
When Su Xiaonuan heard what the old man said, she was immediately surprised. According to her estimate, this dress cost at least 200,000 yuan.
The quality is really good. Even if it sells for 300,000 yuan, it’s not too much. I didn’t expect it to only cost 20,000 yuan!
When the old man saw Su Xiaonuan's expression, he thought that his price was too high, and he suddenly looked embarrassed.
It's not like no one has come to buy clothes from him in the past, but after hearing his prices, they all found it too expensive.
"Fifteen thousand is fine. You see, it's definitely not a loss. The gentleman next to me must look good in it."
Hearing what the old man said, Su Xiaonuan hurriedly waved her hands to explain the reason for her surprise.
"No, I don't think it's expensive, but it's really cheap. Clothes like this in the store next door cost upwards of 300,000 yuan at least."
"I didn't expect you to only have 20,000 yuan here, old man. It really shocked me."
After the old man heard Su Xiaonuan's words, the expression on his face was even more shocked. He didn't expect that it could be sold for 300,000 yuan.
According to what he thought, he would earn 50%, and selling it for 20,000 yuan was already very high. He didn't expect that it could be sold for 300,000 yuan.
The truth of this price shocked the old man. He never dared to set such a high price in his wildest dreams.
"This dress is very well made. I am willing to pay two hundred thousand, old man. Can you sell me this dress?"
As Su Xiaonuan said this, he measured the clothes on Ye Fei's body, deciding whether he was satisfied with it or not.
Ye Fei's golden-proportioned height becomes even more handsome against the backdrop of this suit, which shows off his long legs to the fullest.
After hearing this, the old man hurriedly agreed. As a joke, he was ready to sell it for 20,000 yuan, let alone 200,000 yuan.
Although Su Xiaonuan said that he could sell it for up to 300,000 yuan, he still decided to sell it to Su Xiaonuan for 200,000 yuan.
After all, if it weren't for Su Xiaonuan, he wouldn't have known that his clothes could sell for such a high price, and he might even have to close down today.
"Okay, Miss, when are you going to pay the two hundred thousand? I support twenty-four interest-free installments."
Hearing the old man's words, Su Xiaonuan smiled, took out her bank card and said:
"There's no need for installments, just swipe the card. I can still afford two hundred thousand."
After saying that, Su Xiaonuan picked up the POS machine and swiped it directly to the boss. The old man looked at the 200,000 yuan that had arrived, and his head suddenly felt a little dazed.
He opened the store for two years, and he finally sold a piece of clothing. Finally, someone with good knowledge understood him.
"Thank you, miss. You are the first person to buy my clothes in two years. If it weren't for you, I probably wouldn't be able to carry on anymore."
"Originally, we planned to transfer the store after closing today."
Ye Fei, who had been watching for a long time, felt a sore nose inexplicably when he saw the old man's appearance.
"Old sir, you can continue to insist. Xiaonuan and I can bring you some other guests, as long as the quality of the clothes can be guaranteed."
Hearing Ye Fei's words, the old man said excitedly: "Don't worry, all the clothes in my store are handmade."
"Making suits is my lifelong dream, and I purchase all the materials myself."
The old man hurriedly proved that he did not notice that his speech speed was much faster.
When Su Xiaonuan heard this, she immediately decided to help the old man promote his shop.
"Don't worry, old man, we will help you promote it. After all, the quality of the clothes is here."
The old man didn't say much, and immediately decided to sell the dress to Su Xiaonuan for 20,000 yuan.
Although he tried to shirk the old man in every possible way, he could not defeat the old man, so Su Xiaonuan had no choice but to accept it.
"Little girl, just accept it. This dress suits your boyfriend just right. He will look handsome in it if he is tall."
Hearing the old man's words, Su Xiaonuan's cheeks suddenly turned red, and Ye Fei, who quietly glanced aside, couldn't help but feel a little angry.
I saw that Ye Fei didn't pay any attention to her and was wandering around the store. He looked at the cashier and other clothes, but he didn't look at her anyway.
"Okay, then I'll ask the old man to wrap it up for me."
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the old man returned to the house to get something, Su Xiaonuan pinched Ye Fei's waist hard.
Ye Fei's expression suddenly became a little distorted, and the pain in his waist was really sore.
"No, pinch me again. What did I do wrong? It hurts so much."
Ye Fei looked at Su Xiaonuan with an aggrieved look.
Seeing Ye Fei's aggrieved expression, Su Xiaonuan burst into laughter.
"Miss, my hands are itchy. What's wrong? Are you dissatisfied?"
Su Xiaona said, waving her hands again and reaching towards Ye Fei's waist. Ye Fei was about to pinch him again, and then he spun and jumped to avoid it.
"Miss Su, I was wrong. Stop pinching me. My waist can't bear it."
At this time, the old man had already packed the suit, took it out, and handed it to the two of them.
"It's packed. If you wash it, be sure to dry clean it. If you wash it, it may shrink."
The two took their clothes and walked out of the store. Not long after they left, Chen Sheng walked in.
Chen Sheng originally wanted to go to Qingya Restaurant for dinner, but because his old friend opened a suit shop here, he decided to stop by and take a look.
"Lao Zhang, how are you? Recently, you didn't come to see me after the Chinese New Year last year, and you spent all day running your shabby suit shop."
The old man's name is Zhang San, a nickname given to him by his family. At that time, people thought that giving him a nickname would make him easier to make a living.
"Ouch, Lao Chen, why do you have free time to come to my little place today? You don't have a good time in the city?"
Then Zhang San seemed to think of something and said with a protective face.
"I'm telling you, if you want to come and buy my suit for free, you're going to die as soon as possible. What's more, I've already sold the one you're interested in."
Hearing Zhang San's words, Chen Sheng suddenly looked confused. He didn't expect that anyone would actually buy it.
"Who is it? I spent a million dollars to buy your clothes and you didn't sell them. Is there someone who bids higher than me?"
Listening to Chen Sheng's words, Zhang San looked contemptuous.
"I told you, you can buy it for 20,000 yuan, but you have to pay 1 million. I know you want to help me, but it's really unnecessary."
Hearing that Zhang San had discovered his plan, Chen Sheng looked disappointed and muttered:
"Who wants to help you? I just want that suit. Since you sold it, forget it."
