I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 103
"What?! This dress costs 300 million?!"

Just as Jiang Chacha asked about the price, she instantly fell below the Three Views.

The clerk opposite her smiled, "Yes, miss, this is the most satisfying work of the Addison designer, otherwise it would not be displayed in the most conspicuous position of the window."

Jiang Chacha's hands holding the hem of her skirt were trembling.

Although she is poor, she has such a good eye, she can pick out the most expensive skirt in the shop at a glance...

Help, I really want to die directly.

The high-end skirt and a complete set of jewelry required by the system only require a total of 200 million funds.

Damn it, but this skirt costs 300 million! !

This is a money grab! !
[So, the requirements of this system are already very humane~ In view of your actual situation, this system only asks for an outfit price of 200 million. 】

[Normally, the price of a rich daughter's dress is much higher than this price, and 200 million is still relatively small. 】

[Also, this haute couture dress is only 300 million yuan, the price is actually not very high in haute couture. 】

"..." No wonder she is said to be a vulgar dog, she is really an idiot!

This rich man's world always gives her dimensionality reduction blows.

Jiang Chacha looked at herself in the mirror, hesitated for a long time, and asked cheekily, "That..."

"is there a discount?"

The clerk thought she had heard it wrong, but after confirming that she had no auditory hallucinations, she fell silent for a moment.

How could a store like theirs offer discounts?Think this is a big sale in the mall? ?
She smiled politely: "Miss, I'm sorry... We don't accept discounts here."

Jiang Chacha hesitated for a while, then asked again: "Then..."

The lady clerk leaned her head over politely again.

"Do you have any cheaper dresses in your store, the ones below 200 million are fine, or are there any around 100 million?" Jiang Chacha blinked her eyes and hinted frantically.

Clerk lady: ...

Jiang Chacha gestured embarrassingly again, and smiled shyly, "Money is a little tight recently."

Clerk lady: ...

If it weren't for the outfit Jiang Chacha came in just now, with her designer bag and high-end shoes, she would really think that she is the same as the kind of customer who has no money but pretends to be rich and comes in to take a look.

She has not encountered such a situation.

The face of the clerk's sister became weird and complicated for a while, but years of sales experience allowed her to quickly return to a normal and peaceful service attitude. She smiled, "Yes, Miss Jiang, if you don't like this, we There are also prices you are satisfied with here for you to choose."

Jiang Chacha looked grateful, and was about to follow her over.

Seeing that Huaizhi had already put out the cigarette, he pushed open the glass door and walked in gracefully.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror and glanced at her inexplicably.

Jiang Chacha thought the way he looked at her was strange.

But can't tell.

The eyes intertwined for only a moment, then he looked away, pushed down his glasses, and smiled.

"Just this one?"

He turned his head to look at the clerk, and said in a gentlemanly way: "Check out now, please pack it."

The clerk who originally wanted to take Jiang Chacha to pick out the skirt was stunned, "Huh?"

Jiang Chacha really wanted to trick him, who told him to always target her in a dark way.

But for the 300 million, don't say she can't cheat, she also loves money.

She also didn't know what kind of concept a wealthy young master like him usually spends money on.

So, she secretly pulled the corner of his clothes, and said solemnly: "This dress costs 300 million yuan."

"I'll look at something else..."

Wen Huaizhi quickly interrupted her.

He looked down at the watch in his hand noblely, smiling, but not much. His voice was gentle and a bit cold, "Vice President, I'm very busy."

"Please stop wasting my time, okay, huh?"

The last sound seemed to come from the throat, it was indescribably hoarse.

Just like that, for the 300 million original dress, Young Master Wen blinked and swiped the card casually.

Sitting in the Rolls-Royce, Jiang Chacha looked at the carefully wrapped gift box in her arms, still in a daze.

300 million, just like this on her? ?

(End of this chapter)