"But I'm buying a lot. Shopkeeper, can you abolish this rule?"”
Did he buy a lot? Fang Wei was confused. This person was very similar to the loser from before.
In other words, he was going to buy all his clothes.
But the problem was that he only had this much.
"I'm sorry, I only have twenty pieces of clothing left."”
The attacking rich second generation said,"Shopkeeper, can't you make your own clothes?" Then make a few more. I'll buy them all.”
He didn't believe this, so in a moment of desperation, he told everyone that Fang Wei knew how to make his own clothes.
Seeing this, Fang Wei also understood. This person did not look like the person from before. From the looks of it, the two of them were clearly accomplices.
Did they really want to buy a large number of clothes? It didn't make sense. There were many people who could make clothes in this world. Why did she have to come to him?
At this moment, Fang Wei felt that the two of them were deliberately messing with him.
However, Fang Wei still pretended to agree with them because he wanted to see what they were up to.
Again: " Sorry, the rules of this shop are that all goods are limited. If they are sold out, they will be gone. Please wait for the next time."”
He really did it this way? The rich second-generation heir was shocked.
This scene was exactly the same as what a loser who had reached the peak of his life said.
He was already dumbfounded. He didn't believe the words of a loser who had reached the peak of his life because he didn't believe that such a stupid person existed in this world.
However, when such a person really existed, he had no choice but to believe it.
Was he going to go back just like that? The rich second-generation heir hesitated.
If he really went back without any results, he would definitely be laughed at by everyone.
Especially that loser. He didn't give him face just now, so he would definitely be mercilessly ridiculed later.
It should be whatever sounded bad.
How embarrassing would that be?
The rich second-generation heirs who were attacking were very conflicted. For tycoons like them, they basically had everything.
Therefore, they only cared about some virtual things, such as reputation, face, and so on.
However, what was about to happen was that he was going to lose face.
How could this do?
How could he tolerate this?
He could lose his head, his blood, and even his money, but he had to maintain his dignity.
The rich second-generation heir gritted his teeth and made up his mind.
This time, no matter what, he had to make the shop owner relent.
Otherwise, he would really be too ashamed to face anyone.
"Shopkeeper, just name a price. How much do you need to make clothes?" I don't want much. Just give me a few dozen pieces.”
He was dreaming. He just needed to make the shop owner compromise. That way, when he went back, no one could say anything about him. After all, he was also the one who made this strange shop owner break the rules.
However, dreams were beautiful, but reality was harsh.
Fang Wei was not interested in this.
There were plenty of people who were trying to show off their wealth in front of him. If they were to really queue up, who was this second-generation rich kid?
Could he afford a few hundred thousand yuan for a piece of clothing? It was better to go somewhere cool.
" I told you, this isn't about money. The rules are the most important, and there are many people who want to bid on me. I've never agreed to anyone, and this time is no exception.”
Fang Wei's words were very straightforward. First of all, it meant that no amount of money could compare to the rules.
Secondly, it also showed that there was no lack of rich people among the customers who bought clothes from him. Therefore, he hoped that this rich second-generation heir would stop flaunting his wealth.
The language was concise and comprehensive. Logically speaking, anyone could understand it.
However, he had clearly misjudged the way a tycoon thought, especially one who cared about his reputation.
In the eyes of the rich second-generation heirs, the first half of Fang Wei's sentence was negligible, but this half of his sentence was not a problem.
However, when combined with the second half of the sentence, there was a problem.
What he meant was that it wasn't a problem of money. The problem was that he didn't have enough money. He was implying that the price he offered was too low.
The rich second-generation heir felt deeply insulted. This shop owner was looking down on him.
She felt that he was not as good as the other tycoons.
Damn it, this was unacceptable.
" I'm just asking," the rich second-generation heir said." What's the price of the others? F * ck, I'll pay double."”
How could a tycoon like him be inferior to others?
The most annoying thing was that he was actually despised by this shop owner?
What? What was going on?
What was going on?
Fang Wei was dumbfounded. The situation had changed so quickly that he hadn't even gotten over it.
"I didn't mean anything else. I just said that a lot of rich people have bought things in my shop."”
Fang Wei hurriedly explained, but his words made it seem even more like a provocation.
"I don't care what you mean. Just tell me. Who's the highest bidder?" I'll pay double the price. Damn it, I don't believe that you can be richer than me.”
F * ck, being rich is just being willful.
This was clearly showing off his wealth at the slightest disagreement.
Fang Wei expressed that he really did not understand the world of tycoons.
Why did this person seem to be stimulated and want to throw money like crazy?
Sigh, it seemed that there were still many rich people in this world. He could run into a tycoon in his shop.
"The highest bidder?" Let me think about it. It seems like someone is willing to spend 500,000 yuan on a piece of clothing from me.”
Fang Wei said truthfully.
The last time Fan Xiaobin pestered him to sell a qipao, he seemed to have offered 500,000 yuan per piece.
500,000 yuan per piece? F * ck, are your clothes made of gold?
No matter how angry the rich second-generation heirs were, they were still shocked by the price.
500,000 yuan was indeed nothing in his eyes, but spending 500,000 yuan on an unknown piece of clothing was a little unbearable.
She was clearly treating him like a fool!
"Are you f * cking kidding me?" 500,000 yuan for one piece. Is this dress worth this price? Why didn't you say one million yuan per piece?”
"Well, if you really want to buy it for double the price, then it's really a million."”
Fang Wei replied honestly.
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