The sales cutie put on a very sweet smile and asked, "Hello ma'am, do you have an appointment?"

Mr. Pitt is a senior designer sent to China by Giorgio Armani's headquarters, and only accepts high-end custom commissions from customers.

Although it costs a lot of money to find him to make clothes, who makes there more rich people in China? There are so many people who want to ask him to make clothes, so those who come to order high-end ready-to-wear must make an appointment first.

Luo Bingyan nodded and said, "I have already made an appointment, my surname is Luo, Mr. Pitt should know." ”

"Okay, I'll go inform Mr. Pitt now. ”

After nodding in greeting, the sales cutie walked into the studio in the middle room.

After a while, an old man in his fifties and sixties walked out under the guidance of selling beautiful eyebrows.

He is Ainos Pitt, a world-renowned fashion designer.

He is not usually at the Armani store, and he only comes when a customer makes an appointment.

After a simple greeting, Pete began to carefully measure the data of various parts of his body for Lin Huan, including height, shoulder width, waist circumference, chest circumference, hip circumference, and so on.

It stands to reason that this kind of thing does not need to be done by a designer like Pete at all, but in order to ensure the accuracy of the measurement data, and in order to design clothes in combination with the customer's own temperament, he has been personally measuring for customers for decades, which is quite dedicated.

After the measurement, Mr. Pitt asked, "Does Mr. Lin have any requirements for the color of the clothing?"

"Color...... Lin Huan thought about it carefully, and then said, "As long as it's not that very strange color." ”

Luo Bingyan on the side said, "It's better to listen to Mr. Pete's suggestion." ”

Pete is a designer, so it would be appropriate for him to give advice to Lin Huan.

Hearing this, Lin Huan set his eyes on Pete, only to see the English gentleman muttering a little, and then said: "Black and white, black is solemn and calm, suitable for attending some formal occasions, and white is flamboyant and uninhibited, suitable for participating in gatherings between friends." ”

"Okay, two sets of black and white. As he spoke, Luo Bingyan took out his bank card and handed it to the sales beauty.

"Bingyan, let's do it with me. ”

While speaking, Lin Huan also took out the bank card of Jiangnan Bank that he had just done.

Luo Bingyan shook his head and said, "No, this is what I gave you." Not only because you are my fiancé, but also because you helped me get the pre-sale pass and invited so many guests, if it weren't for you, I would have been exhausted by now......"

Hearing her say this, Lin Huan didn't insist anymore.

It's just that when it was time to pay, Lin Huan was shocked again, four sets of high-end customization, a total of 800,000, an average of 200,000 sets, this price is simply outrageous!

But Luo Bingyan's face did not have any expression change, and when he paid, it was like buying vegetables in the vegetable market.

Lin Huan secretly wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and sighed: "Rub, this is the daily life of a rich man!"

Because it is customized, it must not be taken away on the spot, and Lin Huan is going to attend a class reunion tonight, so Luo Bingyan bought him two sets of ready-to-wear clothes, as well as leather shoes, ties, belts and other accessories.

After this walk, Luo Bingyan had already spent almost 4 million Huaxia coins, and Lin Huan felt that he had become a little white face who was raised by a rich woman.

But...... A rich woman like Luo Bingyan, I'm afraid that there are many men who dream of being raised by her, right?

Mikawa Foundation Gangnam City Branch, Minister's Office.

Taro Aso was reviewing a thick pile of documents when Aso pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as he entered the door, Aso Ying said anxiously: "Father, Lin Huan is not dead!"

Taro Aso, who was signing the document, stood still for a moment, and then saw the green tendons on his right hand burst out, and then after a crisp sound, the plastic signature pen in his hand was pinched off!

After a while, Taro Aso took a deep breath and asked, "Didn't Miss Xun say that he was dead?!"

Aso Ying frowned and said, "Yes, I also think it's strange, is she lying to us?"

Aso Taro shook his head and said in an extremely affirmative tone, "No, Momoya Kamino is a loyal member of our Shadow Organization, and he will definitely not deceive us about this kind of thing." ”

"Then why is Lin Huan still alive?"

Aso Taro frowned, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation, so he could only say: "Maybe there is something in this that we don't know." ”

Aso nodded, and no longer dwelled on this question: "Then will the operation continue tonight?"

"Of course we have to continue. Aso Taro snorted coldly: "According to the original plan, Luo Jun, Luo Wu, Kong Xiang, and Yan Wei will all be invited over, and the equity transfer agreement will also be prepared." ”

Aso Ying nodded, and then said a little unwillingly: "Is it still a 10% premium?" Since Miss Xun is here, we can completely press the price." ”

Taro Aso reprimanded: "Fool, don't ruin the good situation for a little petty profit! According to the original plan, fill in the equity transfer agreement at a premium of 10%!"

Aso stood upright, bowed his head and said, "Yes, father!"

At six o'clock in the evening, Lin Huan, at Luo Bingyan's strong request, changed into the white suit, leather shoes, and belt that he had just bought from the Armani store in the afternoon.

Before he left, Luo Bingyan asked, "Where are you partying?"

Lin Huan replied: "Huamanxiangdu Restaurant, what's wrong?"

Luo Bingyan groaned a little, shook his head and said, "It's not much, let's drive my Continental." ”

The corners of Lin Huan's mouth twitched, and then he smiled bitterly: "This ...... Forget it, I'm just going to an ordinary class reunion, not a show off my wealth, I'm already very flamboyant when I wear this outfit, if I drive another Continental, I'm afraid those of my classmates should think about it more. ”

Luo Bingyan nodded, feeling that what he said made some sense, so he didn't insist anymore.

After coming out of the Roselle Building, Lin Huan got into the BMW 3 Series, and then drove towards Huamanxiangdu according to the navigation.

Half an hour later, Lin Huan parked the car in the parking lot in front of Huamanxiangdu Restaurant, and just as he was about to get out of the car and walk to the door, he saw Wang Meng and another college roommate, Hou Rongtao, standing at the door smoking.

Seeing this, Lin Huan shouted in surprise: "Rub, fierce son, monkey, you are coming very fast!"

"Yo, Huanzi!" The two who were smoking were stunned when they saw Lin Huan standing next to the BMW, and then walked over and punched him in the chest, scolding with a smile: "Yes, it's all on the BMW!"