"Hmm, it looks high-end, like your face."
Xue Qiandai smiled, her smile as beautiful as a summer flower in full bloom. "Very insightful."
Under the pillars of the clubhouse stood a girl of about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with an outstanding temperament and delicate features.
Indeed, birds of a feather flock together.
“Your investor is really beautiful and very young!” Jian Yan said in a low voice.
“There’s a kind of beauty called micro-plastic surgery, you know? It’s just that she was very lucky, and the surgery was extremely successful.” Xue Qiandai and Jian Yan whispered to each other, while maintaining a friendly and standard eight-tooth smile for the investors.
"Dissing an investor? I thought we were close?" Jian Yan glanced at the investor and recognized seven or eight designer brands on her clothes. She suspected the ones she didn't recognize were haute couture. But what surprised her most was the Bolide bracelet on her wrist.
Hermès is most famous for its Kelly bag, once carried by Princess Kelly, and the Birkin bag customized for superstar Jane Birkin. But the Bolide is Hermès' original bag, a pioneering women's bag that was among the first to use a zipper. Two of the three items on display at the Hermès Museum in Paris are Bolide bags. This bag also had a very imposing former name: "Bugatti." Yes, the same name as the world's top luxury car brand, Bugatti. Jianyan happened to hear a teacher tell her the story of the love-hate relationship between Bugatti and Hermès during her university years.
"Your investors have great taste; I've actually seen a real Bolide in my lifetime."
"How pathetic! You've seen Birkin bags before." Xue Qiandai rolled her eyes and greeted the girl under the eaves, "Hello, Se Se, long time no see."
The investor's name is Hua Se, who is Xue Qiandai's best friend, college classmate, and future investor.
Hua Se glanced at the elegant and stylish military-style J12 ladies' watch on her wrist, frowned and said, "Ah Xue, you're an hour late."
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