Jiang Hao smiled: "You are also my cousin's boyfriend, why didn't she buy you a few more sets of clothes that can pass the eyes, and came without looking at what occasion this is, did you see my suit? Speaking

of this, Jiang Hao specially turned out the logo on the corner of the suit to show it, and Liang Chen glanced at it, it was indeed Kingsley's trademark.

As a regular customer of Kingsley, Liang Chen is not unaware of Kingsley's standards for making suits, whether it is from the choice of fabric, or the small buttons you sewing, all of them reflect the high-end of this brand.

This brand, few people can afford to wear.

"Wow..." But

when Jiang Hao said that he bought it for 320,000, it attracted the envious eyes of many people, after all, not everyone can afford such an expensive custom suit.

Many girls have shown their idiotic eyes, and the boys are even more envious and jealous, Kingsley is a brand that many people know, but many people can't afford it.

At the moment when everyone admired Jiang Hao, Liang Chen suddenly got up and walked to his side, pulled Jiang Hao's clothes and touched them, and said with a sneer: "Oh, three hundred and twenty thousand, is it?" Jiang Hao

impatiently ripped off the corners of his clothes from Liang Chen's hands, and bluntly reprimanded: "Are you sick?

Seeing a look of panic flashing on Jiang Hao's face, Liang Chen was sure that the idea in his heart was correct, and a confident smile appeared at the corner of his mouth and said: "The brand Kingsley was personally founded by Mr. Mario of the Italian Service Supervision Commission, and since 1907, it has been handmade and extremely luxurious!"

I have seen the style of your dress in Kingsley's main store, it is indeed the same one, but this one was made by Mr. Mario himself, it is now 90 years old, and it is now in the International Museum in Italy, how did you steal this dress from the museum?"

Words.

The audience fell silent.

Jiang Hao is wearing a high-quality imitation custom

suit? Everyone was stunned

, how could this be? Jiang Hao is Zheng Nixiang's cousin, and it is not a casual thing to buy a suit for more than 300,000

yuan, how can it be a counterfeit?" "What are you talking nonsense, this is what I bought at Kingsley's flagship store when I went to Italy, and there were three waitresses waiting at that time, how could it be what you said!"

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Jiang Hao's forehead.

He never expected that Liang Chen would be so discerning, but in front of everyone, how could he fight for reason, otherwise he would lose face.

Liang Chen raised the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Hehe, if you don't believe it, you can take your mobile phone to check the origin of this set of clothes! Of course, as a member of the Qin Family Chamber of Commerce, it is not impossible to wear a high-quality dress!"

Everyone took out their mobile phones and began to take pictures of the clothes on Jiang Hao's body and search, and the clicking sound and flash surrounded Jiang Hao's body.

This can annoy Jiang Hao: "Whatever you shoot, stop me!" This

dress is indeed not Kingsley's genuine product, but it is just a high imitation that Jiang Hao took back from a seller, and he knows the origin of this dress, but how can the genuine product in the museum be sold to others.

"I'll go... It's really in the museum!"

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