Although Pei Zhenzhen is the school belle of Jiangjing No. 1 Middle School, when she stands next to Ye Lan, not only is her appearance far inferior to Ye Lan, her figure is also far inferior to hers.
This exquisite piece of hand-sewn jewelry by a master is simply beyond the reach of ordinary people.
The dress that had just made Ye Lan look like a fairy descending from the earth and was so beautiful was now dragged on the ground by Pei Zhenzhen in a messy manner, without any trace of beauty in her.
Pei Zhenzhen looked at herself in the mirror, her face flushing redder and redder, but she still lied with her eyes open: "I think this skirt suits me better, so you should sell it to me."
As for the high price... she believed that if she took the dress back, her parents would definitely think it was worth the money.
If you wear it to parties every day in the future, you will definitely stand out.
The boys who were traveling with her felt embarrassed, but the girls basically looked down on Ye Lan, so they all spoke up for Pei Zhenzhen.
"Yeah, I think Zhenzhen looks much prettier in it than that guy, and she has more temperament."
"So not everyone is worthy of haute couture. Some people are only suited to cheap clothes."
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This barrage of attacks crushed Ye Lan into the dust.
Pei Zhenzhen also thought that she could rely on her large number of people and her wealthy and powerful family to get the dress.
I never thought——
"Excuse me, miss. I just told you this isn't for sale," the store manager politely reminded, outlining the criteria for determining the dress's ownership. "Our designers will ultimately decide who gets it. I've just sent you both photos, and we'll have a decision shortly. As long as the designer approves, the dress will be given away for free."
Pei Zhenzhen was stunned when she heard that, then she remembered what she had said before. When she heard that it was a free gift, she couldn't help but be surprised at the wealth of this store.
If it were up to the designer to decide... a trace of uneasiness suddenly crossed her mind, but it was quickly suppressed.
The pride of being the daughter of a wealthy family did not allow her to admit that she was not as good as Ye Lan, let alone back down at this time.
drop.
Soon, the store manager's cell phone rang.
"The designer replied!" He looked down at the screen and said happily, "I'll play the voice message for everyone to hear right away."
After saying that, he directly turned on the speaker and played the voice bar.
"Where did you find this person? She can wear my Liuxian dress to such an amazing effect. You must keep her here, take a few more photos for me, and invite her to model for my new collection next season!"
An old man's deep and vicissitudes voice came from the microphone. He sounded quite old, but very excited, as if he couldn't wait to fly to the store and worship the girl who was trying on clothes.
Before everyone could figure out who was speaking from the voice message, they saw the store manager had already clicked on the next one.
"What kind of bullshit are those photos you posted later? How can someone as short as a melon wear my clothes? I asked you to find a suitable owner for me, not just any random person. Hurry up and tell that fat, round-faced woman to take off her clothes. If they get wrinkled, I'll make her pay for it!"
The tone of the second voice message was like a completely different person, and he started swearing as soon as he opened his mouth.
Among them, words like "short and fat" and "round face" make it easy to identify who is being referred to.
Ye Lan has an oval face and a tall figure, while Pei Zhenzhen has a round face and a 50-50 figure, making her very short.
Now, everyone was embarrassed.
Pei Zhenzhen, standing in front of the mirror, was so ashamed and angry that she bit her lips tightly and stared at her phone with anger in her eyes.
"What's the big deal? It's just a torn skirt."
She doesn't even want it!
As she spoke, she pulled the hem of her skirt in anger, but accidentally tore a thread on it.
Hand-sewn clothing is usually held together with thread, so it is very fragile and easily damaged.
So starting from that broken line, the skirt was torn into a big hole in the blink of an eye.
"Oh my God! Don't move! Don't move!" The store manager and the staff cried out in shock, and rushed forward to hold the clothes, with expressions of despair.
Pei Zhenzhen didn't expect that the clothes would be damaged so easily. She was startled and remembered the high price of 10 million.
"Please follow me inside and change your clothes." The store manager no longer had the good expression of concession he had previously shown. He became tougher and carried Pei Zhenzhen into the changing room with two waiters.
Outside the house, a group of boys and girls looked at each other.
"Mr. Su, you won't really have to pay 10 million, right?" the girl who just joined in asked worriedly.
The leading boy pursed his lips but said nothing.
If only it were this good...
Soon, Pei Zhenzhen changed her clothes and came out.
She looked unhappy, and after being humiliated twice and three times, she no longer wanted to stay here, so she said contemptuously: "Alright, I'll compensate you 100,000 for this dress, just as a compensation for my mistake for that thread. Let's go."
After making her own decision, she turned around and was about to leave.
"Wait." Behind him, the store manager's voice suddenly dropped, and he shouted, "None of you can leave for now."
Pei Zhenzhen turned around and said dissatisfiedly, "Why, do you really want me to pay you 10 million? Stop kidding, you said this tattered skirt is worth 10 million, right?"
There is no fixed price for private customization; the price depends on the willingness of both the buyer and the seller.
Now that Pei Zhenzhen doesn't acknowledge its price, it's not worth ten million.
However, in the face of her trickery, the shop owner remained calm and maintained a decent and polite smile. "I'm sorry, because this dress is insured in advance, there are special claims procedures within the scope of the law. We have already called the police. I hope you can wait for a moment."
What?
Call the police!
The group of teenagers aged seventeen or eighteen were immediately confused.
It was the first time that the police were called to their store when they were shopping in a clothing store. Especially since they were from wealthy families and their parents were prominent figures, it would be very embarrassing if the matter became a big deal.
"Why call the police? Are you exaggerating? Or are you targeting me just to protect Ye Lan?" Pei Zhenzhen widened her eyes. After thinking about it, this was the only possibility.
At this moment, Ye Lan was sitting on the sofa drinking the tea brought by the waiter. He didn't even raise his eyebrows when he heard the voice, and only blurted out two words lightly, "Idiot."
"What did you say? Say it again if you have the guts!" Pei Zhenzhen was furious and rushed over to hit Ye Lan.
She hadn't yet avenged the humiliation of being thrown into the lake at the Ye family last time, and now she wanted to tear Ye Lan apart when she saw her.
Unfortunately, he was stopped halfway.
"Have you had enough?" The boy's patience had run out, and his tone was a little harsh. "Don't you see what the situation is? Call your parents and ask them to come over."
Pei Zhenzhen was stunned when she heard this. She looked up at her new boyfriend and said, "Su Minghe, who are you helping? You want my parents to come and see me make a fool of myself, right?"
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