Chapter 163 The Daily Life of the Rich

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The sales cutie put on a very sweet smile and asked, "Hi ma'am, do you have an appointment?"

Mr. Pete is a senior designer sent to China by Giorgio Armani's headquarters, and only accepts advanced customization commissions from customers.

Although it costs a lot to find him to make clothes, but who makes China rich and rich? There are so many people who want to ask him to make clothes, so those who come to order high-end ready-to-wear must make an appointment first.

Luo Bingyan nodded and said: "I have already made an appointment, my surname is Luo, Mr. Pete should know."

"Okay, I'm going to inform Mr. Pete now."

After nodding her head, the sales crush walked into the inner studio.

After a while, an old British man in his fifties and sixties came out led by the sales crush.

He is Enos Peet, a well-known fashion designer in the world.

He is usually not in the Armani store, and he will come only when customers make an appointment.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Pete began to carefully measure the data of various parts of Lin Huan's body, including height, shoulder width, waist circumference, bust circumference, hip circumference, and so on.

It stands to reason that there is no need to bother a designer like Pete to do this kind of thing, but in order to ensure the accuracy of the measurement data and to design clothes based on the customer's own temperament, he has personally measured for the customer for decades. dedicated.

After the measurement, Mr. Pete asked: "Does Mr. Lin have any requirements for the color of the clothes?"

"The color..." Lin Huan thought about it carefully, and then said, "As long as it's not that weird color."

Luo Bingyan on the side said, "Why don't you listen to Mr. Pete's suggestion."

Pete is a designer, and it would be perfect for him to give advice to Lin Huan.

Hearing this, Lin Huan cast his eyes on Pete, and saw the British gentleman ponder a little, and then said: "Black and white, black is solemn and calm, suitable for some formal occasions, white is flamboyant and uninhibited, suitable for gatherings among friends .”

"Okay, I need two sets of black and white." While talking, Luo Bingyan took out her bank card and handed it to the sales girl.

"Bingyan, let me do it."

While speaking, Lin Huan also took out the bank card of Jiangnan Bank that he just applied for.

Luo Bingyan shook her head and said: "No, I gave this to you. Not only because you are my fiancé, but also because you helped me get the pre-sale certificate and invite so many guests. Without you, maybe I'm already exhausted by now..."

Hearing what she said, Lin Huan didn't insist anymore.

It was only when it was time to pay that Lin Huan was shocked again. The four sets of advanced customization cost 800,000 yuan in total, with an average of 200,000 yuan per set. This price is outrageously high!

But Luo Bingyan's face didn't change any expression, it was like buying vegetables in a vegetable market when paying.

Lin Huan secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and sighed: "Fuck, this is the daily life of rich people!"

Because it was custom made, it definitely couldn't be taken away on the spot, and Lin Huan was going to attend a class reunion tonight, so Luo Bingyan bought him two sets of ready-made clothes, as well as leather shoes, tie, belt and other accessories.

After all this shopping, Luo Bingyan had already spent nearly 4 million Huaxia coins, and Lin Huan felt that she had become a little boy who was taken care of by a rich woman.

But... for a rich woman like Luo Bingyan, I'm afraid there are many men who would dream of being taken care of by her, right?

Sanchuan Foundation Jiangnan City Branch, Minister's Office.

Taro Aso was approving a thick stack of documents when Taka Aso pushed the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, Aso Ying said anxiously: "Father, Lin Huan is not dead!"

Taro Aso, who was signing the document, stood still for a moment, and then saw the veins on his right hand bulge, and after a crisp sound, the plastic signature pen in his hand was crushed!

After a long while, Taro Aso took a deep breath and asked, "Didn't Miss Xun say that he is dead?!"

Aso Ying frowned and said, "Yes, I also find it very strange, is she lying to us?"

Taro Aso shook his head, and said in a very positive tone: "No, Kaoru Momoya is a loyal member of our shadow organization, and he will never deceive us about this kind of thing."

"Then why is Lin Huan still alive?" This is what Aso Ying couldn't understand.

Taro Aso frowned, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation, so he could only say, "Maybe there is something wrong here that we don't know about."

Aso Ying nodded, and no longer struggled with this question: "Then will the action continue tonight?"

"Of course we must continue." Taro Aso snorted coldly: "According to the original plan, Luo Jun, Luo Wu, Kong Xiang, and Yan Wei will all be invited over, and the equity transfer agreement will also be prepared."

Aso Ying nodded, and then said unwillingly: "Is it still a 10% premium? Since Miss Xun is here, we can completely suppress the price."

Aso Taro reprimanded: "Idiot, don't spoil the good situation for a small profit! According to the original plan, fill in the equity transfer agreement with a premium of 10%!"

Aso Taka stood at attention, lowered his head and said, "Yes, Father!"

At six o'clock in the evening, under Luo Bingyan's strong request, Lin Huan changed into the white suit, leather shoes, and belt that he bought from the Armani store just this afternoon. Because it was an ordinary class reunion, he didn't wear the thong. Bag of pale gold tie.

Before he left, Luo Bingyan asked: "Where are you meeting?"

Lin Huan replied, "Hua Man Xiang Du Restaurant, what's wrong?"

Luo Bingyan pondered for a while, shook her head and said: "It's nothing, just drive my Continental."

Lin Huan's mouth twitched, and then he smiled wryly: "That...forget it, I'm just going to an ordinary class reunion, not a show-off meeting, and I'm already very flamboyant in this outfit, if I drive another Continental In the past, I’m afraid my classmates should have thought more about it.”

Luo Bingyan nodded, feeling that what he said made sense, so she didn't insist anymore.

After getting out of Luoshen Building, Lin Huan got into the BMW 3 Series, and then drove to Huamanxiangdu according to the navigation.

Half an hour later, Lin Huan parked his car in the parking lot in front of Huamanxiangdu Restaurant. Just as he was about to get out of the car and walk towards the door, he saw Wang Meng and another college roommate, Hou Rongtao, standing at the door smoking.

Seeing this, Lin Huan shouted in surprise: "Fuck, Mengzi, Houzi, you came here very quickly!"

"Yo, Huanzi!" The two people who were smoking were taken aback when they saw Lin Huan standing next to the BMW, then came over and punched him in the chest, and said with a smile, "Okay, we're all driving the BMW!"