Chapter 490: It's Really You
"You dare to hit me!"
Suddenly, 'squeak' teeth clenched and Qiao Jie's angry voice came, Guo Changhe was stunned for a moment, turned his head and saw that a scene that stunned him had happened, completely beyond his expectations, it was not Qiao Jie who slapped Qin Xiao, but Qiao Jie and Ye Chaofan were slapped separately.
How dare he do it to these two people!
It's over, I'm afraid he can't just apologize for this.
"Bear less!"
When Ye Chaofan's anger was about to flare up, Qiao Jie turned his eyes and saw two men coming over, and immediately walked up quickly, and greeted one of the luxurious men dressed in a personal tailor:
"Xiong Shao, you're here too!"
Xiong Shuai, who was lit up on the side, was not angry at all, and saw Qin Xiao standing in the crowd, with a smile on his face, and said to the people around him:
"Cousin, that kid is what I just mentioned to you, Feng Yingying's boyfriend!"
The man known as Xiong Shao was a young man of about twenty-six or seventeen, dressed in a well-dressed suit and with a tall temperament, but there was a bit of gloom in his eyes.
He is the eldest and youngest of the Xiong family, Xiong Shuai's cousin Xiong Jinbo.
Xiong Jinbo showed a look of disdain and said slowly:
"Is that him? It's not good, except that it can catch up with me by three points, it's nothing special."
He spoke in a very arrogant tone, and a clear-eyed person could see at a glance that Xiong Jinbo's appearance was a few grades lower than Qin Xiao's, but when he said such things, no one objected.
On the contrary, Qiao Jie flattered:
"Xiong Shao, how can that kid be compared to you, no matter in which aspect, you will dump him for ten streets!"
"Hmm,"
Xiong Jinbo nodded with satisfaction, behind his hands, and said lightly:
"I'll meet him in the past!"
"Hmm!"
Xiong Shuai and Qiao Jie glanced at each other, with a smile on their faces, and followed Xiong Jinbo left and right.
"Did you open a small company and cancel the cooperation? Don't you open your eyes and see, is the Xiong family something that people like you can provoke? ”
Walking to Qin Xiao's side, Xiong Jinbo looked at him with disdain, Ye Chaofan nodded at a few people and stepped aside.
Qin Xiao held the wine glass, and there was a hint of playfulness on her face:
"Who are you?"
"The future heir of the Xiong family, Xiong Jinbo!"
"Oh,"
Qin Xiao nodded, sat on the sofa indifferently, looked at the red wine glass in his hand, and said to himself:
"Cat and dog, what does it have to do with me,"
"You dare to say that I am a cat and a dog!"
Xiong Jinbo's voice raised an octave, no one in Zhonghai had ever dared to talk to him like this, he was the future successor of the Xiong family, and he was actually regarded as a cat and a dog.
Guo Changhe, who was standing in the crowd next to him, shrunk his neck in fear, and said in his heart that this young man was too arrogant, and he originally planned to make friends with him, but it seems that he still has to draw a line as soon as possible, otherwise he will not even want to do business in the future if he offends the Xiong family.
"Talking to you, do you hear?"
Xiong Shuai watched Qin Xiao fiddle with the wine glass in his hand lightly, and he was quite happy to play with himself, and he didn't take them seriously at all.
Qin Xiao still ignored him.
"Cousin, you see, this kid is so arrogant!" Xiong Shuai said to Xiong Jinbo and handed over the decision to his cousin.
Xiong Jinbo's face was cloudy for a while, at this moment it was the Bai family holding a birthday banquet, if he made trouble in public, even he might be scolded by Lao Tzu, so he dispelled the idea of letting his subordinates do it.
With a roll of his eyes, he looked at Qin Xiao wearing a suit of more than 1,000 yuan, although more than 1,000 yuan can be regarded as a very good dress for ordinary people, but for Xiong Jinbo, it is completely no different from a beggar's suit.
"Boy, your real clothes are too shabby, sitting on the imported leather sofa, aren't the hillbillies afraid of smelling a piece of land!"
Qin Xiao raised her eyebrows, the corners of her mouth twitched, and she said with a smile:
"If I'm not mistaken, your real clothes are hand-sewn by Italian tailor Gust, at best, hundreds of thousands. But his old problem can't be changed, and the stitch line is still the same as before, but it's a pity for this material,"
Hearing Qin Xiao's words, Xiong Jinbo was stunned, stared at Qin Xiao with an unexpected expression, and asked suspiciously:
"Can you tell that my suit is from Master Gust?"
"I taught him how to do needlework, and you don't know that old fellow!"
After Qin Xiao finished speaking, he glanced at Xiong Jinbo's exquisite suit, showed a relieved expression, shook his head, and continued:
"I'm sorry, I was mistaken, your handmade tailor is not from Gust, but he has a little bit of his charm,"
"Presumptuous! You are ashamed to say that Master Gust learned from you! ”
"Master Gust?"
"Could it be the top tailor Master Gust who founded the Italian International Fashion Week?"
"Is there a second Master Gust besides him?"
"It is said that he sewed a piece of clothing with his own hands, and it cost a sky-high price of more than 100,000 US dollars!"
"Do you think you'll be able to win him just because you're rich?"
Hearing this name, surrounded by wealthy businessmen who are the presidents of listed companies with a lot of money, they all have surprised expressions on their faces.
Gust's name was unknown to anyone present except the concierge. In the upper circles, it is the most glorious to be able to get a piece of clothing sewn by the ancient masters, not only about face, but more importantly, it is a symbol of dignity. Everyone present can take out hundreds of thousands or even millions to make a suit, but it is useless to have money alone, the master doesn't care about money at all, and he doesn't even pay attention to the pleading of Italian cabinet-level figures.
Qin Xiao Gujing took a sip of red wine and said slowly:
"What's so big about this, I'm just stating the facts,"
"Good! Since you are so arrogant, today I will open your eyes! ”
After Xiong Jinbo finished speaking, he beckoned, and a subordinate who followed him bowed and walked over, "Go, call my friend Belisa over!" ”
"Okay, bear less!"
The attendant said yes and turned to leave.
"Boy, Belisa is a close disciple of Master Gust, but he is a friend I have made with great effort, whether you are ashamed or not, you will know soon!"
Not long after Xiong Jinbo finished speaking, the entourage accompanied a foreign man with blonde hair and high cheekbones to come over, and the man asked in broken Huaxia language:
"Dear Mr. Xiong Jinbo, are you looking for me for something?"
"Mr. Belisa, I'm disturbing your rest,"
Xiong Jinbo politely apologized, then looked at Qin Xiao and said in a deep voice:
"This person said that Master Gust's handmade tailoring was learned from him, and he specially asked you to come and verify the authenticity!"
"Presumptuous!"
Besart roared, his sentence was in Italian, and everyone present did not know what he was saying, but they knew in his tone that he was expressing strong dissatisfaction.
(End of chapter)