The blonde man threw an olive branch to Yunyan in a charity tone.

"With your little money, you can't even afford a pair of shoes for my artist."

An Xin's shoes are customized by a senior designer, a century-old shoemaker, and a pair of private customization starts at 300,000.

The handmade leather shoes on An Xin's feet cost 670,000 yuan to be ordered by the master in Tiangong.

Mr. Xie's shoes have always been the object of study for a big shoe manufacturer.

He's old and he's very good at taking orders.

Rare things are expensive, and the more expensive things are, the fewer people know about them.

The blonde man who can get a Class A invitation is still in the fashion circle, and this appreciation is still there.

He recognized the shoes as Mr. Xie's custom-made style, and did not regard these shoes as haute couture at all, but high-imitation second-class shoes.

Three years ago, Mr. Xie announced that he would be closed and would not take orders.

Such a new shoe could not be genuine.

Shoes that imitate Mr. Xie's style, even if they are branded, the price of a pair is up to 10,000 US dollars.

What this Chinese woman said was really ridiculous.

"How expensive can a pair of old style miscellaneous shoes be? Women just have long hair and short knowledge, and they don't have the most basic ability to discriminate, pretending to be fat in front of me, I'm really not afraid of embarrassing your artist. Oh, I forgot that your status as an artist is inherently embarrassing. ”

An Xin's ordinary facial features have no memory when she looks at them, and the edges and corners of her nose are like fakes.

"You're the one who doesn't have the ability to appreciate, right? These shoes are genuine. If you can't buy it, it means that you don't have enough status, and it has nothing to do with the public discontinuation of the shoes. ”

An Xin's plain face doesn't look like she has an identity background at all.

The blonde man sneered.

"I bet your shoes are fake, if they are real. I'll give you a million. ”

There is no reason not to want the money sent for nothing.

"I bet, you don't regret it."

An Xin's expression was very confident.

"I don't want money, if your shoes are fake, let this woman be a maid for me for three years."

The blonde man took a fancy to Yunyan's figure.

A Chinese woman has seen him who has lived in Paris for 25 years with such charm and temperament. It's the first time I've seen such a masterpiece in the world.

The blonde man's dirty gaze made Yunyan feel sick.

"It's okay to use me as a betting tool, then don't bet with him, bet with me. If you lose, you'll be given a million cash in a maid's outfit. ”

There is no reason not to want the money that is sent.

An Xin is not short of this money.

This person was humiliated in front of Yunyan, and he also fantasized about Yunyan's body.

This face, An Xin is a man, so he must be beaten back.

"You think I haven't studied Chinese culture? Playing husband and wife with me, bluffing? Think I, a foreigner, will be scared by your aura? ”

"Yes, we just want to scare you into admitting defeat and scaring you into betting."

An Xin replied categorically, in a contemptuous tone.

"Lao Tzu's bet is settled, the waiter bothered to give me a pen and paper, and I want to sign and draw a bet."

When you win the bet, you can take Yunyan away and take it back to the villa for one-on-one education.

"Sir, the pencil box you wanted."

The waiter brought pen and paper.

The blonde man quickly writes the contract.

An Xin took the contract and checked it carefully.

"A million is not worth a currency here, are you betting on US dollars, or Paris currency, or Zimbabrun currency?"

"Who do you look down on? US dollars, of course. ”

In order to show his financial strength in front of the beautiful woman, the blonde man took a pen and added a monetary unit to the contract.

An Xin checked that it was correct, and then handed over the currency to Yunyan.

Yunyan is also the first time to write her real name outside, Xia Yanran.

An Xin wrote down Yunyan's real name.

Her name is as elegant and beautiful as herself.

The two people signed the end, and the gambling contract officially took effect.

"How do you want to verify the authenticity of these shoes?"

"I have Mr. Xie's phone number, I can make a video call to him, and let Mr. Xie firm up his work to ensure the fairness of the gambling contract."

The blonde man's name is James, his parents are small nobles here in Paris, he traveled to China a few years ago, and he relied on his parents' relationship to get Mr. Xie's call.

It's 10 p.m. Paris time, and it's 5 a.m. in China.

The time when the person is still sleeping.

James was not polite at all, and called Mr. Xie directly.

Teacher Xie, who was sleeping on the sandalwood bed, was awakened by the sound of a telephone.

The old man opened his eyes unhappily and looked at the dim room with a white light and the most dazzling national style mobile phone.

"Who is so unlucky early in the morning, arguing an old man to sleep."

Mr. Xie stepped on straw sandals and picked up the mobile phone on the table.

"Your uncle is sick, isn't he?"

The quintessence of the country exited, and the anger came out of the mobile phone speaker, and by listening to the voice, you could hear Mr. Xie's irritability.

Yunyan lowered her head and couldn't help but smile.

Mr. Xie is still as manic and temperamental as ever.

"Hello Mr. Xie, I'm Thomas James. Five years ago, my parents took me to Qingcheng to attend the exhibition, and you called me......"

"Tom, you're not going to catch Jerry, what are you arguing about me?"

Mr. Xie is old and has long forgotten about Thomas James.

He hung up the phone irritably.

Complainingly, he raised his leg and walked to the bed.

He had just sat down on the bed when the annoying phone lit up white again.

"You are the most beautiful cloud in my sky......"

The familiar ringtones continue to disturb the people.

Mr. Xie walked back to the table with great resentment and picked up his mobile phone.

"Your uncle, I'm sleeping, you're arguing with me, I'll pick up a shoe awl and smash your pig brain that doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young."

"Mr. Xie, I have something important to look for you, and I saw someone wearing your high imitation Xie to participate in a fashion show. I'm afraid of having a bad impact on your reputation, so I wanted to call you and let you know. ”

James was scolded and frightened by the manic Mr. Xie.

He has studied Huaxia for two years, and he can still understand the quintessence of the country spoken by Mr. Xie.

James didn't expect Mr. Xie to be such a bad old man outside the exhibition.

There is more disdain for Huaxia in my heart.

If it weren't for the fact that he was the little assistant of the Chinese model, he would not be affected by this bird's anger.

I took my mobile phone and scolded Mr. Xie.

It's only eight o'clock in the evening, what do you sleep and what do you sleep?

"Is it a 1.88-meter-old Chinese man wearing a pair of black handmade crocodile leather shoes?"

Teacher Xie on the other side of the phone, his tone suddenly became calm.

His question stunned James.

"Teacher Xie, do you know how to tell fortunes?"

"Shit, that's what the man wears. I not only made a pair of leather shoes, but also Han Dynasty military boots. ”

Teacher Xie's tone suddenly calmed down, just to make sure of one thing, whether this man was looking for An Xin's stubble.

An Xin seeks a way out for the craftsmen of heaven, but it is a big project made by heaven.

When you go out, the poor family is rich.

Tiangong can be poor, and An Xin's road must be rich.

Teacher Xie made shoes for An Xin, confiscated the checks given by An Xin, and stuffed the checks back into An Xin's trouser pockets.

It's not easy for young people, money has to be spent on the cutting edge.