Chapter 42: The Fake Bag

"I don't need your help, I can afford the eight million myself. ”

Xu Fu refused Su Muyao's help.

Xu Fu looked at Song Jun and asked directly: "Tell me the bank account number, I will call you for the eight million." ”

"Hehehe, my bank account number is 564954646513216, can you get eight million? Don't tease me!"

Song Jun sneered and reported his bank account number,

Anyway, Xu Fu is just a poor boy, even if he goes bankrupt, he can't take out eight million.

The reason why he reported his bank account number was just to let everyone see the ugliness of this kid!

In Xu Fu's thatched house, there are antiques worth tens of billions, and if you want to get together eight million, you can just sell two antiques.

But now, he doesn't have time to sell antiques either.

In order to take out the eight million, Xu Fu took out his mobile phone and dialed a phone number.

The phone rang and it was quickly connected.

"Is it Master Xu?"

The voice on the other side of the phone trembled a little, as if he couldn't believe that Xu Fu would call him.

"That's right, it's me. ”

Xu Fu responded briefly, and then said, "Give me this 5649...... In the bank account, it was eight million. ”

The account in his mouth was naturally Song Jun's bank account.

"Just eight million?"

Hearing this amount, the person on the other end of the phone was a little hesitant.

To him, this money is just scratching the surface.

Master Xu finally came over to make a phone call, but it was only eight million, which was too little.

You must know that Master Xu's share dividends in the company over the years are enough for 800 million.

"That's right, eight million is enough. Xu Fu confirmed.

"Okay, I'll ask the assistant to transfer money to you!" Qin Shiyuan, who was on the other side of the phone, didn't dare to hesitate, and was ready to ask the assistant to make money.

"Head of the family, I'll immediately arrange the financial payment!"

The assistant standing next to him understood, and before Qin Shiyuan could give him, he immediately made a call to the finance and asked him to call eight million.

Xu Fu didn't respond anything, and he also knew very well that eight million was just a drop in the bucket for Qin Shiyuan on the other side of the phone.

After all, the Qin family, the imperial capital, is an existence in the Chinese business community, and its business is all over the world.

In terms of financial resources, there are dozens of four famous families in Jinling City, and a mere eight million is nothing.

After getting a response, Xu Fu planned to hang up the phone directly.

And Qin Shiyuan, who was on the other side of the phone, was also afraid of this, and hurriedly said: "Master Xu, don't hang up the phone yet, there is one more thing to report to you." ”

"Something, let's talk about it. Xu Fu's tone was a little impatient.

Qin Shiyuan also noticed Xu Fu's impatience, and said cautiously: "You originally invested in our company, and now the dividend money has accumulated to 800 million, such a large amount, there is no way to transfer it online, it is better to have someone send you a bank card." ”

800 million dividends?

Xu Fu touched his chin and fell into memory.

I vaguely remembered that he did have some shares in the Qinchuan Group in the imperial capital, but more than fifty years have passed, and Qin Shiyuan didn't mention it, he had to forget it.

"Okay, you can have someone bring me the bank card. ”

Xu Fu finally responded and hung up the phone directly.

"Boy, it's a bit like it, you've finished making this call, and the eight million you paid me haven't arrived!"

After Xu Fu hung up the phone, Song Jun couldn't wait to mock.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he received a text message prompt sound in the next second.

"Ding! Your account has received 8 million! Please pay attention to check!"

Song Jun took out his mobile phone and looked at this prompt text message from ICBC, his palms trembled in disbelief.

He couldn't believe that Xu Fu would be able to come up with eight million...... But the facts are in front of us.

"I'll go, isn't this Xu Fu a poor household?"

"Yes, I heard that he lives in a thatched hut, how can he still come up with eight million?"

"Could it be that this kid is an invisible rich second generation, and he deliberately pretended to be poor before?"

Not only Song Jun, but also the onlookers were also surprised.

"Mu Yao, where did Xu Fu come from?"

Yan Lili covered her mouth in surprise, also expressing puzzlement.

She has always looked down on Xu Fu, thinking that the other party is a poor boy who is not worthy of being with Su Muyao, but she didn't expect that the other party made a phone call and took out eight million.

"I don't know ......," Su Muyao said truthfully.

She didn't know where Xu Fu's eight million came from, but she wasn't too surprised

From the other party, she has seen too much incredible, and she has gradually become accustomed to it.

"The eight million has already arrived, I advise you to take this money and buy a genuine bag to give to Su Muyao, don't fool people with knockoffs. ”

After transferring eight million to Song Jun, Xu Fu suddenly said something.

"What? Xu Fu, you mean, this latest Chanel bag, is fake?"

Su Muyao was taken aback when she heard Xu Fu's words.

Song Jun's face flashed with panic, and he said loudly: "Boy, don't spew blood, my friend is the general agent of Chanel in the Asia-Pacific region, and he bought this bag for me, how can it be fake!"

Song Jun's reaction was obviously a thief.

As an immortal, Xu Fu is well-informed and knows a little about the brand Chanel

He explained aloud: "This Chanel women's bag is generally made of cowhide, but the limited edition styles will use more advanced crocodile skin, or python skin, but this women's bag in Su Muyao's hand is made of cowhide, isn't it enough to explain anything?"

"Chanel's latest release bag, limited to 3,000 pieces worldwide, is indeed made of crocodile leather......"

In Su Muyao's beautiful eyes, a look of thought appeared.

Her favorite brand is Chanel, and she naturally understands the information Xu Fu said.

It stands to reason that this sachet given to her by Song Jun, if it is genuine, should be made of crocodile skin.

But Su Muyao rubbed the feel of this sachet and felt the texture on it, and it was clearly confirmed that this bag was made of cowhide, which was obviously a fake.

"You've done so much for me, there's no need to lie to me with a fake bag, even if it's a gift of a few hundred dollars, I'll be happy. ”

After confirming that this Chanel bag was a fake, Su Muyao's beautiful face was full of incomprehension, and the other party didn't need to do it at all.

As a lover of the Chanel brand, in her eyes, a fake is a very disrespectful thing to the brand.

So, she won't accept this birthday present.

Su Muyao sent the fake Chanel bag back to Song Jun's hands.

"Song Jun, you dare to deceive Mu Yao with a fake!" Yan Lili pursed her lips and said angrily.

She was helping Song Jun give advice and let him pursue Su Muyao.

But this kind of thing of taking fake goods as a birthday gift to deceive Su Muyao, as a best friend, she can't stand it anymore.

"Mu Yao, listen to my explanation, there must be some misunderstanding in the middle, maybe my friend made a mistake!"

After being exposed, Song Jun began to speak out of his tongue and threw the pot on his friend.

In fact, he didn't know any friends at all who were the general agents of Chanel in the Asia-Pacific region.

This Chanel bag was bought by Song Jun from a merchant who specializes in making fakes.