"Come on, see what I've brought you?" Bai Xinrui rubbed the palm of her hand that was strained by the braided velvet rope on the shopping bag, and placed the four huge orange shopping bags heavily on the Harkness round table in the classroom.

Amanda, Vicky, and Amy were all stunned, and at the same time, their mouths opened wide, their little hearts pounded, and the expressions on their faces were as if they had suddenly been confessed in public by the male god they had admired for a long time.

A subtle black logo in the middle of the bag blinds their eyes: a man leading a horse and a vintage four-wheeled carriage pulled behind it, with an H underneath, writing: Hermes.

This icon is hardly recognizable to anyone at School A – Hermès, a name that glows golden, once you have a brand that you can't ask for anything else, a true luxury full of eternal vitality.

is neither as cheesy as LV nor as pompous and glamorous as Dior, as for Prada, who Amy talks about all day long, compared to it, he is completely turned into an old woman who pretends to be a face.

Amanda pretended to be casual and looked through the tags of the goods, and immediately felt ecstatic in her heart. Yes, nobility not only requires an orderly lineage, but the number on the price tag itself is also very revealing.

It is a well-known fact that if a middle-class person with an annual salary of 200,000 US dollars who thinks that he has a good life can go straight to the Hermes store after paying his salary and buy a leather goods he has loved for a long time on impulse, the staggering price and beautiful design can instantly pull her up with a credit card like a spinning top, and let her play dozens of circles on the spot energetically, and in the next month, she will have to experience the embarrassing situation of eating soil to survive.

So, whether you can own one or two Hermès bags, two or three limited-edition Hermès scarves or shawls every year is basically the watershed that separates the middle class from the rich.

"What are you doing? Take it out and take a look, I won't be too bad in my choice. Bai Xinrui urged angrily.

Like prisoners who have been granted amnesty, the three girls neatly took out a very elaborate herringbone cotton and linen dust bag from the paper bag, eagerly untied the ribbon that bound their mouths, and solemnly took out a new Lindy bag from it.

These three bags are blue, orange and brown, in addition to the color, the style, size, and leather pattern are exactly the same, the three of them look at each other and celebrate each other, the joy is overflowing, and the big sweetheart Amy also came over to hug Bai Xinrui.

"How? Buy four in one go! I still know about the fake ladies in the Hermès store, even if a VIP customer buys a bag, they feel as if they don't pay to take the heirloom left by their ancestors. Amanda is a sensible person, although she has never owned such a Hermes bag, but her mother is a regular customer there, and she still knows some of the rules of the store.

"Yes, the year before last, my dad wanted to give my mom a Birkin as a gift for the fifteenth wedding anniversary, and I waited for more than half a year before I got the goods." Vicky's face was full of surprise.

Before Bai Xinrui could speak, Amy's shrill voice sounded: "It's not difficult to do this......"

Vicky and Amanda showed cautious expressions that they were willing to hear, and only Bai Xinrui looked at the well-informed Amy and smiled silently.

Amy dragged out her voice and continued, "What if...... I mean, if you visit a Hermès store more than five times a year, and each of those five happens to go to Hermès flagship stores in different parts of the world, such as New York, Paris, SH, Milan, Melbourne, and every time you go, you buy a silk scarf, jewelry or leather goods worth $30,000-50,000 in the store, and most importantly, you don't buy a basic model, but a themed limited edition, or a designer limited edition, then they will definitely look at you differently. ”

Vicky shrugged, a dry smile on her chubby face.

Amanda gasped, it seems that in the future, they will also treat this little Chinese girl differently.

"That...... Last time, you asked me to help inquire about something, and I learned a few eyebrows...... "After all, the customer pays in advance before receiving the goods, and Amanda certainly has to work hard to show it."

Bai Xinrui took Amanda's arm very kindly, considerate, but said undoubtedly: "Put things away first, it's almost class, it's not good for others to see." ”

A few people seemed to have forgotten the celebrity demeanor for the time being, and they were in a hurry, but they carefully put away the Hermes Lindy bag as it was, for fear of accidentally breaking the corners and corners.

Seven minutes before the start of astronomy class, Bai Xinrui sat on the wide chair next to the Harkness round table and pointed out to her three best friends: "Let's only talk about friendship today, as for those idle topics, in the future, there will be time for us to talk slowly!" From today on, we are good friends, as long as we sisters are of the same heart, there will be more delicious food and fun in the future! ”

On an autumn morning, the sun shines like a piano high-pitched note, with a clean and transparent brightness, and the four girls sit around a table, well-textured, with the nobility of silk streamers in the cut and ironed dark blue school uniform jacket, the luxury of thin cashmere crewnecks, the playfulness of limited-edition sweatshirts, and the sweetness of lace.

They almost turned this heavy old Harkness round table into a romantic and chic glass-encrusted wrought iron table in a café on the Left Bank of the Seine in Paris, where they chatted about music, fashion, and celebrities...... Suddenly, I found that the four of them were so like-minded and like-minded, as if they had been old friends for many years.

An imperceptible smile floated at the corner of Bai Xinrui's mouth, laughing at a few senior sisters who thought they were smart, and unconsciously, they had begun to slowly adapt to the role at her mercy.

It seems that that sentence does make a lot of sense: for women, there is nothing that cannot be solved by a package.