Following closely behind these men in black suits were four women in work clothes. They were smiling, acting extraordinarily elegantly, and taking every step with confidence.
The women were just getting back on their feet.
Everyone then looked at Xiao Wanqing and Shao Qinglu.
"Isn't that Qiqi from Hermès?"
"I remember the one next to me, it's Anna from Chanel."
"There are also Cindy from Yangshulin and Nancy from Silin. They are both gold medal sellers of big-name bags. Why are they both here?"
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Not only these people were curious, Xiao Wanqing and Shao Qinglu were also extremely curious. After they looked at each other, the eldest lady Xiao Wanqing said, "Why are you here?"
Qiqi, the gold medal shopping guide of Hermès, smiled at Xiao Wanqing and bowed gracefully, "Hello, Miss Xiao, we are here to serve Miss Ye Ranran today."
"What? For Ye Ranran?" Xiao Wanqing frowned, "Who ordered you?"
Qiqi smiled and said: "He is a gentleman who has been pursuing Miss Ye for a long time."
Xiao Wanqing said nothing. She frowned and stared at Ye Ranran.
There are many rich people who can provide closing services in the four major luxury brand stores, but there are not many in the entire Shengguo who can let these people come to the door in person.
How could a person of this status like Ye Ranran who was raising a child?
"Miss Ye, that gentleman said that you are the most dazzling rose in Shengguo. If you like anything, even if it is the moon in the sky, with a smile, he is willing to risk the whole world to pick it for you. Not to mention a bag. …Whoever dares to slander you again for stealing will let them know how life is worse than death.”
Qiqi's voice was so loud and domineering that it instantly calmed the entire hall.
Everyone is looking at Ye Ranran, some are envious, some are curious, and most of them are jealous.
"Who is that gentleman?" Ye Ranran asked doubtfully.
Qiqi took out a card from her pocket, with neat handwriting written on it: Good Night (WAN, AN).
Ye Ranran suddenly thought of the guy named Ye Xiao.
Before she could ask any more questions, Qiqi had already exchanged glances with the shopping guides behind her.
In less than a minute, there were more than twenty girls wearing work clothes and white gloves, each holding a limited-edition brand bag.
"Ms. Ye, these bags are limited editions that have just arrived. You choose first to see if you like them." Qiqi bent down and spoke to Ye Ranran in an extremely respectful manner.
Ye Ranran was smiling, but she wouldn't accept the bags if she didn't look at them.
Seeing that Ye Ranran didn't look at the bag, Qiqi exchanged glances with Nancy and others, then smiled and said: "Are you not satisfied with all of them? It doesn't matter... There will be new styles tomorrow, and we will continue to send them over for Miss Ye to choose first. You choose Only the rest can be chosen by other women.”
These words once again praised Ye Ranran.
The women in the hall, especially Xiao Wanqing and Shao Qinglu, had their eyes red with jealousy.
"No need to bother. If I need it, I will go to your counter." Ye Ranran smiled calmly and glanced at Shao Qinglu and the other two, without communicating with them.
Qiqi knew how to watch people's words and knew that Ye Ranran had other plans, so she took a few steps back, took the shopping guides and the men in black with her, bowed deeply at 90 degrees, and said with great respect: "Then we look forward to Miss Ye's arrival tomorrow. .”
The tidy voice was deafening. Except for Jiang Ning and Qian Duoduo, all the women in the hall were so jealous that they almost vomited blood.
After the people at the counter left, Shao Qinglu held the bag brought by Ye Ranran in her hand, took Xiao Wanqing's arm, and glared at Ye Ranran hatefully, "Wanqing, let's go. We are delaying for this kind of woman. It’s really not worth the time.”
Xiao Wanqing glanced at Ye Ranran coldly, snorted a few times, and walked towards the elevator without looking back.
Qu Le and the others did not dare to say anything when they saw Xiao Wanqing and the others leaving, with a big boss like Mr. G beside Ye Ranran.
Just when others were about to follow Xiao Wanqing and Shao Qinglu, Ye Ranran suddenly spoke——
"Did the two eldest ladies forget something?"
Xiao Wanqing and Shao Qinglu's expressions darkened at the same time, and their steps paused.
Xiao Wanqing didn't look back, she just snorted: "What else do you want to do?"
Shao Qinglu turned around with an unhappy look on her face and yelled, "Is it over yet? What on earth do you want to do?"
Ye Ranran crossed her arms, tilted her head, and raised the corners of her mouth almost imperceptibly, and walked towards the two women.
Two meters away from the two women, she stopped and looked at Shao Qinglu with a contemptuous expression, "Miss Shao, please keep the bag."
As soon as the words fell, the hall suddenly became silent, and everyone stared at Ye Ranran.
Shao Qinglu's eyes widened with anger on his face, "What are you talking about?"
"You compensated her for this bag, she can take it away." Xiao Wanqing also looked livid.
Ye Ranran listened to the two people's words, her expression did not change from beginning to end, as elegant as a noble white rose, "Miss Shao's bag is a fake, how can I use a real bag to compensate?"
No one spoke, but it was undeniable that Ye Ranran was right.
Shao Qinglu gritted her teeth tightly, and veins popped out on the back of her hands with anger.
In order to save face, Xiao Wanqing said, "Okay, you don't have to pay for it, but she likes this bag, so you can set a price."
"One hundred million." Ye Ranran curled her lips and explained slowly, "You just said that a fake bag can be sold for 100 million. This is a real bag. I want you 100 million as a friendship price."
"You!" Shao Qinglu was so angry that he couldn't even say a word.
Xiao Wanqing was also about to faint from anger. She scolded solemnly: "Ye Ranran, aren't you robbing? How can a bag be worth 100 million?"
Ye Ranran curled her lips when she heard this, and said pitifully: "You just said it, Mr. G's fake bag can be sold for at least 100 million, and everyone and the surveillance can testify. There is a real bag and a fake bag. I’ve already lost money on the price and can’t lower it any further.”
"Did you lose? Very good!" Xiao Wanqing covered her chest, unable to breathe and almost vomiting blood.
She has never been treated like this since she rose from the Xiao family.
Ye Ranran, she remembered.
"Wanqing, are you okay?" Shao Qinglu saw something was wrong with Xiao Wanqing and quickly supported her.
Xiao Wanqing closed her eyes, looked at Ye Ranran, then at Mr. G and the others over there, took a deep breath, and said with trembling lips: "Give her the bag back, let's go!"
"But..." Shao Qinglu was still a little reluctant to give up. This is an exclusive design.
"You still think our faces don't hurt enough?" Xiao Wanqing squeezed out a sentence through her teeth.
After hearing this, Shao Qinglu finally returned to her senses. She squeezed the bag in her hand again, rushed over reluctantly, and threw the bag into Ye Ranran's hand.
In order to retain the last trace of pride, she went over to support Xiao Wanqing and said angrily: "Some people have never seen money and are short-sighted."
Xiao Wanqing said nothing, took a deep breath, and quickly pulled Shao Qinglu into the elevator.
After the elevator door closed, she immediately made a call.
He started by saying: "Siqi, you are right. This best friend of yours is really not a cheap person. I want Achen to ban her! I want to kill her!"
