Lin Mo'er was the first one to see the words on the bag clearly. She burst out laughing, "Ye Ranran, where did you get such a bag? Aijia Supermarket? You bought your bags at Aijia Supermarket. !”
"Hahaha... It's still a red canvas bag. I remember it was given by the supermarket for an event before. She was willing to take it, but it really couldn't be put on the counter!"
"There are indeed differences between people. I will never laugh at her again. I sympathize with her!"
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Shao Qinglu glanced at the canvas bag in Ye Ranran's hand, and was even more sure that Ye Ranran was here to be a clown.
She crossed her arms, raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Is this the same style you were talking about? If you don't know the goods, don't pretend. You are contaminating our eyes with such messy things. What a bitch!"
Xiao Wanqing laughed so hard that she almost burst into tears. She took Shao Qinglu's arm, shook her head and said, "Okay, don't be angry. There is nothing that a person who can become a mistress under the age of twenty just for money can't do." Yes. Let’s understand!”
"Understand? I'm going to be so angry. We in Huacheng are so embarrassed by this bitch." Shao Qinglu glanced at Ye Ranran again.
Ye Ranran ignored their taunts, slowly opened the red canvas bag, took out a delicate small bag, raised it, and said to Shao Qinglu: "Miss Shao, see for yourself, is it the same as yours?" The same style."
Shao Qinglu raised his chin and pointed his nostrils at Ye Ranran, not looking at the bag at all, "Do I still need to look at it? What else can you come up with for someone of your level? Just a plastic bag!"
Ye Ranran narrowed her eyes, with an expression that didn't care what she said, and said with a smile: "If you don't look at it, how will you know if it is a plastic bag?"
"Tsk, you are so mean, you got on the pole and let me slap you in the face." Shao Qinglu also hated Ye Ranran very much.
Not only because of Ye Xuefu's provocation, but also because of Ye Ranran's own dressing sense.
Although Ye Ranran did not wear any brand-name clothes, the matching of her clothes was beyond professional standards. Even if they were street stall goods, she looked like high-end goods.
This is what Shao Qinglu is most jealous of, because her matching has never been good.
Lin Mo'er and others saw that Shao Qinglu wanted to do something bad for Ye Ranran, so they came over to laugh at her.
"Miss Shao doesn't even want to look at it, but you still let her look at it! What kind of bag is this? It's so red, even the aunts in the 1980s wouldn't know how to carry it, okay?"
"Yes, I see the little daisy on it. The workmanship is very poor. Even high imitations are better than this!"
"If I were you, I wouldn't bring anything here at all. It's so embarrassing now. I can't even do it again."
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Ye Ranran glanced at these guys coldly, a cold light flashed in her eyes, "I'm not letting you judge, I want Miss Shao to see for herself!"
Before the words could even be finished, the hall was filled with jeers.
"Hahaha... She really didn't shed tears until she saw the coffin!"
"I'm laughing so hard that I want Miss Shao to see it. I really think I'm getting something good!"
"The night market downstairs from our house no longer sells this kind of food."
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At this time, Ye Xuefu, the blooming white lotus, came close to Ye Ranran, pursed her lips, and sighed softly, "Ranran, don't be like this... Miss Shao's one is really a limited edition, you take the fake one You can’t fool anyone.”
"How do you know this is fake?" Ye Ranran raised her eyebrows and looked at Xiao Wanqing, "Miss Shao doesn't want to see it. Do you want Miss Xiao to do an appraisal?"
Xiao Wanqing didn't look at the bag carefully. She just laughed and said, "Stop making trouble. Do you still need me to authenticate this kind of thing?"
"Yeah, you dare to take out something that can't be put on the table for Miss Xiao to appraise. It's so embarrassing!" Qu Le came over, stretched out his hand, and snatched the bag from Ye Ranran's hand.
She looked at it casually, fiddled with the little daisies on it, and hummed, "Is this kind of thing worthy of polluting the eyes of two young ladies here? It makes me laugh!"
Lin Moer nodded and took the bag, "Huh, I'll throw it away to her now!"
But when she was about to turn around, she met Ye Ranran's cold eyes. She suddenly remembered the recording on her mobile phone, stood there, and stopped...
Seeing this, Qu Le went over to catch the small bag, "Mo'er, what's wrong with you? If you don't dare to throw it away, I'll throw it away... Look at what's on it. A piece of silver is not silver, and stainless steel is not a sign of stainless steel. , so ugly!”
After she finished speaking, Xiao Wanqing suddenly stopped laughing, immediately walked over and grabbed the small bag. During the inspection, she saw the sign Qu Le said.
The next second, her face turned pale slightly, her brows furrowed, and she turned to Shao Qinglu and said, "Lulu, come and take a look."
"What are you looking at? It's just a high imitation at most." Shao Qinglu refused.
However, Xiao Wanqing's hand touched the surface of the bag again, and she walked towards Shao Qinglu. Her voice was lower than before, "This is Mr. G's work, with his exclusive platinum logo, which no one can imitate."
"Are you kidding!" Shao Qinglu still didn't believe it.
But Xiao Wanqing looked serious, asking her to come and take a look.
"Mr.G said it not just once, but he always designs one model after another, and there will never be the same model." Shao Qinglu smiled, "Wan Qing, you may have never seen a few genuine products, so you don't understand."
Xiao Wanqing was unhappy now and pointed to the daisy on the bag, "Could this detail be fake? Whose daisy is studded with diamonds! It's impossible to sell only designed and handmade bags worth 20 million yuan!"
Xiao Wanqing is right. Mr.G's bags have never been about handcraftsmanship and design. Each of his bags has diamonds and even pearls of particularly high quality on them.
So even without that mark, you can tell by looking at pearls and diamonds.
Shao Qinglu was reminded by Xiao Wanqing and immediately began to check the bag brought back by Ye Ranran.
When she saw the one centimeter diameter Australian bead on it, her expression immediately changed.
She is an avid fan of Mr.G and knows the quality of Australian pearls on every bag.
The quality of this bead is even better than the one on her bag.
The diamonds on the bag are all of the best, and even the surface of the bag has been specially treated.
Red, this is not an ordinary red, this is the queen’s red that Mr. G said he likes best!
Shao Qinglu carefully inspected every detail of the bag, as if looking at a unique treasure. She even dared not touch it with her manicure for fear of injuring the bag.
But when she thought that this bag actually belonged to Ye Ranran, the slut Ye Ranran, Shao Qinglu was unconvinced.
How did Ye Ranran get such a good bag?
She must be relying on being a mistress, otherwise she would never be able to afford such a bag in her life.
After Ye Xuefu noticed Shao Qinglu's expression, she immediately frowned and curled her fingers.
She understood that this bag was not fake, but real.
Why, why would a bitch like Ye Ranran get Mr.G’s bag!
