690 full of ridicule

Ye Feng smiled slightly and stepped forward slowly.

"What's suitable? A guy like you can't even bear to buy one of Chanel's lowest-level shirts, and you still think it's suitable?" Xiaohong sneered.

"You are wrong! I said suitable because they are not worthy of me, and only I can wear them with style!"

Poof!

Xiaohong almost sprayed rice.

"Anyone can brag, but I think you are a poor person. Do you know how much a Chanel shirt costs? One hundred and fifty yuan! A tie is three hundred yuan, and a scarf is four hundred yuan!"

There was a sneer on Xiaohong's pretty face: "Besides, every piece of clothing we have here is worth hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of yuan if you take it out alone. Can you afford it?"

The prices in this Chanel store are extremely high. Even if ordinary people don't come in, even if they wander around the store, they can't even afford an ordinary men's casual shirt, not to mention this is an Iv store!

Moreover, the Chanel store is one of the most expensive stores in Jiangnan City.

"My clothes are all custom-made by Chanel. You can't even afford them here!"

"oh?"

Ye Feng curled his lips, went straight to a row of clothes hangers, pointed to a few hanging clothes, and said, "If I can afford it, these clothes will be mine today?"

"You...you can afford it!" Xiao Hong looked at Ye Feng, her eyes flickering strangely, but she still nodded.

"Okay, now let's make a bet. I'll buy a shirt from here. If I lose, these clothes belong to you! Otherwise, you take off your clothes and run around naked!"

"You...you fart, how can you afford it? You are a pauper, how can you afford it!" Xiao Hong shouted angrily.

She didn't think Ye Feng could afford these clothes!

But Ye Feng smiled faintly and pointed at these pieces of clothing indifferently: "I paid twice the price for each of these pieces. I don't know if this is enough?"

Hearing this, Xiaohong was immediately confused.

She also saw Ye Feng changing clothes inside just now, but she didn't pay attention at the time. Listening to what he said at this moment, Xiaohong felt her head buzzing.

this.….…

"Are you crazy! Can you afford it?" Xiaohong's voice became sharp.

"I can afford it!" Ye Feng repeated: "Sister Yun, please go and pay with your card. I'll go change out of these clothes first!"

"Hey, Xiaofeng, don't be ridiculous. These clothes are limited edition and ordinary people can't buy them. We only have ten pieces here, and the total cost is 87,000!"

"Eighty-seven thousand? So cheap?"

Ye Feng opened his eyes wide in surprise. He thought it would cost tens of thousands of yuan, but he didn't expect that it only cost more than 80,000 yuan.

And the price of 413 is consistent with my identity.

Although these clothes are expensive, Ye Feng doesn't care. After all, he is no longer short of money!

Moreover, in Ye Feng's eyes, money is just a bunch of numbers. He doesn't have much desire for money, he just has interest, that's all!

"Hey, you don't have to pretend, you don't have the money to buy it at all! It's better to get out of here, you can only be embarrassed here!" Seeing that Ye Feng was still pretending, Xiao Hong couldn't help but sneered.

She doesn’t think that Ye Feng can really spend more than 80,000 yuan!"

Ye Feng glanced at Xiaohong lightly, then walked to the cashier, swiped his card, paid, and handed the shopping bag to Sister Layer. .

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