She saved several months of living expenses on this dress, and finally gritted her teeth and bought it at a price of 18,000 from a WeChat friend who specializes in micro-business overseas shopping.

It is said that the domestic market price is about 25,000.

Because Haitao avoided tariffs, it was cheaper by a few thousand yuan.

Now that the clothes he bought at a high price are said to be a rag, Yuan Yuan is of course angry.

You know, just now she used her dress to show off her superiority in front of Qiu Mucheng.

Now that this middle-aged man is saying this, isn't this a slap in the face?

"I naturally know this brand."

"But that doesn't prove anything?"

"It can only prove that the one you bought is a high-quality imitation fake of our Versace." The middle-aged man looked flat and continued.

Every sentence was like a sharp knife, piercing into the deepest part of Yuan Yuan's heart.

"I'll go to Nima!"

"You're a fake, your whole family is a fake!"

"Mu Cheng, now you should know that this guy is pretending to be an official Versace, right?"

"If he is really an official Versace person, how can he not even recognize the real thing as a fake?"

Yuan Yuan's whole person was almost angry, and the sharp scolding echoed in the living room.

However, the man didn't explain anything, just took out the work card from his arms.

"If you still don't believe it, you can log on to the official website of Versace, find a phone number from it, and ask if the director of Versace's Yunzhou branch is me Zhang Ping."

The man's words were loud, and he had the posture that real gold was not afraid of fire refining.

Seeing the work card, Yuan Yuan's eyes widened instantly.

Could it really be the official director of Versace?

"I'll go, Yuan Yuan, I found out, it's really him."

"On the official website, there is also a photo of him!"

"Exactly the same!"

"This Zhang Ping is indeed the official director of Versace in Yunzhou." Behind him, Situ Feng's voice came again.

At this point, Yuan Yuan was speechless.

The previous arrogance suddenly dissipated, and her pretty face turned red, but she couldn't say a word.

In my heart, only shame and doubt remained.

She couldn't figure it out.

If what Zhang Ping said is true, why would the director of an international brand come to the door in person and tailor a wife who is a wreck?

"Now, it's time to get out of the way and don't get in the way of my work, right?" Zhang Ping said coldly, Yuan Yuan didn't dare to say anything, and got out of the way.

Zhang Ping, on the other hand, led the two assistants and walked forward.

However, halfway through, Zhang Ping turned around and said, "This young lady, if you don't know that you are a fake, I advise you to call the police, maybe you can recover the loss." ”

"In addition, our brand is aimed at high-end people. If you don't have purchasing power, it's better not to spend blindly. Some scammers will catch your psychology of having no money but pretending to be big and greedy for a small profit, so that they will become popular in the market. ”

Listening to Zhang Ping's words, Yuan Yuan did not answer, nor did he have the face to answer.

The old face flushed, and he only felt ashamed. I can't wait to dig a crack in the ground and get in.

Ye Fan, who had been silent, also shook his head and smiled at this time: "Miss Yuan, it seems that your tens of thousands of yuan of clothes are not as good as this one on my Mu Cheng." ”

"Although Mu Cheng is not wearing a big brand, at least it is genuine."

"It's better than some people who wear fakes and show off everywhere."

Ye Fan said as he drank the tea lightly.

Just now, Yuan Yuan had been humiliating Qiu Mucheng intentionally or unintentionally, but Ye Fan saw it in his eyes.

How can you allow your wife to be humiliated?

With this face, Ye Fan naturally wants to get it back for Qiu Mucheng!