"What, have you ever talked to mom like this?" Chen Mingli became angry.
Shen Ruyun hurriedly pulled her arm and whispered: "Mom, let me tell you, two hundred thousand is not much. These are clothes designed by Master Karl himself. The cheapest one costs five hundred thousand. I only wear them." Once and then resold it for more than this price, we still make a profit."
"Can it really be sold?" Chen Mingli was moved when she heard this.
This move can earn 300,000 yuan.
This business is not a loss.
She rolled her eyes.
Even if she could earn 300,000 yuan, she would not be willing to spend 200,000 yuan to buy a skirt.
Chen Mingli squeezed her daughter's hand, with a look of embarrassment on her face. After a while, she said to Shen Ning: "Okay, Xiaoyun really likes this skirt. Two hundred thousand is enough." , But I didn’t bring so much money when I went out this time. I’ll give you the money right away when we get back.”
She thinks well.
Delay it for a few days.
As for going back
Hum!
The dead girl came to the capital and still wants to go back? dream!
Chen Mingli smiled coldly in her heart when she thought of the plan she had arranged to deal with Shen Ning.
Shen Ning shook her head: "If I don't have money, then I won't sell it. Such a beautiful dress is the work of a famous designer. I have never worn it in my life. I want to keep it for myself."
There is no room for negotiation.
Shen Ruyun became anxious when she heard this. She clutched her skirt and refused to let go, glaring at her mother.
"Mom, isn't it just 200,000? If you don't have enough money, I still have some in my card. Let's just chip in! I don't care, I must have this skirt!"
so stupid!
Chen Mingli wanted to kick her idiot daughter in the head.
He was setting up a ladder for her here, but she was tearing down her own ladder from behind!
Chen Mingli knew well that as long as the 200,000 yuan was put into Shen Ning's card, it would never be opened again.
But if she delayed it past tonight, she would never have to pay the money again.
She was about to think of another reason when Shen Ning followed with a smile: "Aunt Chen, can't you and Xiaoyun get together two hundred thousand?"
Shen Ruyun was so excited when she heard this.
Isn't this looking down on people
She immediately jumped up and shouted: "Who said we don't have two hundred thousand? Just tell me the card number and I will transfer it to you right away!"
Turning around, she urged Chen Mingli again: "Mom, you lend me the money first, and when I make money, I'll pay you back double the amount!"
What a fart!
In the past few years, he has spent more than 200,000 yuan on this daughter? When will she pay it back
Seeing that her daughter was really anxious, Chen Mingli had no choice but to nod.
Shen Ning smiled and reported her card number, and Chen Mingli reluctantly transferred 200,000 yuan into her account.
Soon, Shen Ning's phone rang with a bank account notification tone.
She checked it over and smiled slightly.
Chen Mingli saw the smile on her face and wanted to tear her face off.
This damn girl made two hundred thousand in one fell swoop, of course she could laugh!
But Chen Mingli's heart hurt like a knife cutting out flesh.
This is two hundred thousand!
You did something bad, but it fell into the hands of a dead girl, and you can never get it back.
"The money and goods are clear!"
Shen Ruyun was excited and excited. She hugged the skirt as if she had found a treasure and couldn't wait to take off her cheongsam, ready to try it on.
"Then I'll wear this cheongsam tonight."
Shen Ning smiled and picked up the cheongsam she had changed into.
Shen Ruyun was not happy when she heard this. She snatched it back with her hand, stared and said:
"This cheongsam is mine!"
Although it was incomparable to the dress designed by Master Karl, this cheongsam cost her thirty thousand yuan. If she returned to D City and wore it in front of her group of little sisters, it would be very fashionable.