Chapter 3294: Brother, no more [39]

Just as Qin Weiwei triumphantly discovered that her own words had successfully stimulated Song Song, making Song Song staggered and staggering, suddenly her arm hurt and she was hit hard.
"Hey, you walk without eyes!" Qin Weiwei said in a painful manner.
However, the man just said "I'm sorry" at random, didn't even look at her straight, and hurried forward.
Qin Weiwei glanced intently, hey, that figure was familiar.
A female painter has immediately recognized: "Oh, isn't that the manager of the Hermes counter just now? What is she doing in such a hurry?"
Someone replied nonchalantly: "Hey, it's normal. Although these shops are awesome, but when they meet big patrons and big gold masters, they all bow down and make offerings like a bodhisattva. There must be some awesome gold. Lord, ask them to deliver to the door within a few minutes. Didn’t you see that she was holding a delicate box in her hand?"
"Oh, that's the case... I rushed to cheer up with the golden lord... No wonder she ran into our sister Weiwei, so she dared to leave like this!" The female painter suddenly realized.
Qin Weiwei's face is a bit ugly, huh, a small store manager dares to perfuse her like this, it is really outrageous, she will never buy Hermes things again.
When I thought that I had saved a lot of money for a long time before, I only saved more than 100,000 yuan. She ordered a platinum bag at Hermes, and she maintained and wiped it every day like serving her little ancestor. She felt so heartbroken!
Hundreds of thousands.
In the eyes of these shopkeepers, she was nothing at all, and she didn't remember her as the chief customer. She just entered the shop and couldn't call her name.
Qin Weiwei glared at the back of the store manager a few times in angrily.
I saw that the store manager walked a few steps and caught up with Song Song in front of him, and bowed respectfully behind Song Song: "Miss Song, please, please stay."
The tone is called polite, and that is called flattering!
Seeing Qin Weiwei's eyes rounded up!
What, the manager is looking for the Song?
Just bought a torn silk scarf worth a thousand yuan, the store manager still remembers the surname of the Song?
At this point, Qin Weiwei almost didn't get angry.
However, she can't hold her back, she has to keep her eyes wide open and take a good look, what the the store manager is looking for with Song?
"Could there be fake money for the thousand yuan that Bitman Song just gave?"
"Or Song had dirty hands and feet just now and stole something from the store?"
"That's why the store manager only salutes her first, and then holds her steady before speaking?"
"Hmm, maybe they have already called the police, just waiting to take the back to the police station..."
A group of female painters also began to speculate boldly.
After all, Song Song wears so poorly, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to be the big gold master of the Hermes counter.
His eyes focused on Song Song.
Song Song turned his head indifferently, and said blankly: "What's the matter?"
The shop manager looked respectful, his smile almost squeezed the folds of his eyes into a flower: "Miss Song, you forgot to take your customized clothes. I'm sorry, it was a mistake in our work..."
The voice fell off.
The female painters behind him were all stunned!
what?
Song Junhua ordered a dress at the Hermes counter?
It's impossible, most people can't order Hermes dresses. Only regular customers are eligible to place the order. The designer personally comes to the door to measure the size, and the price is generally more than one million...
A dress is more expensive than her ten bags!