"Is this kid really that knowledgeable?"
Ji Shunjin also vaguely felt something was off. Luofeng’s narration was so detailed, it didn’t sound like he’d just skimmed some online guides. It sounded more like he had personally used or seen these items to reach such conclusions.
Luofeng smiled without a word. He once again assumed the role of the Funeral Store owner. "Cousin, I think you should buy a classic model bag after all. Spending over thirty thousand yuan for a Little Bull leather bag just isn’t worth it."
Although Ji Shunjin was doubtful, since Luofeng was speaking in his favor, he naturally chimed in, "Yeah, I think what Student Luo said makes sense. The maintenance for Little Bull leather is indeed a big issue. Buying a bag? You can’t be treating it like an ancestral relic, right?"
Liu Ying was somewhat sullen. She was utterly disgusted by Luofeng. She had just thought that with a little more effort, Ji Shunjin would buy her a bag, but everything was derailed by Luofeng’s single remark, now limiting her choice to classic models only.
An LV bag. Typically, the classic models, which are also the cheapest, cost over ten thousand yuan, and some are even under ten thousand yuan.
Liu Ying, pulling Ji Shunjin along, headed towards the section with the classic bags. She gave Luofeng a particular glare, signaling him not to follow and stir up any more trouble.
Luofeng had no intention of following them.
After Liu Ying and Ji Shunjin had left, Shangguan Feier couldn’t help but laugh quietly.
"Wow, Boss, you’re so naughty!" Shangguan Feier leaned on Luofeng’s shoulder, laughing so hard she almost bent over.
Shangguan Shui’er nodded. "Having one bag for ten years is indeed a bit much!"
Luofeng spoke earnestly, "Did I say something wrong? An LV vintage bag? Many of them have been around for over twenty years, right?"
Shangguan Feier couldn’t help laughing again. "Boss, please stop talking! My cousin is going to be furious. She wanted to buy a bag, and you just ruined it!"
Shangguan Shui’er, however, shook her head. "Actually, I don’t think that man will buy it."
"Oh?" Shangguan Feier was puzzled.
"That bag is very expensive, and Student Luo made a lot of sense. A classic model can last for so long, but a fashionable Little Bull leather one might start having a lot of issues after just a few years. Would he buy another then?"
"Seems reasonable!" Shangguan Feier nodded. "But he was just boasting about an annual salary of five or six hundred thousand yuan, and now he’s reluctant to buy a thirty-thousand yuan bag?"
Of course, an annual income of one million or even ten million yuan doesn’t directly correlate to buying a thirty-thousand yuan bag. But if you start by boasting and then act hesitant? That’s just laughable.
Luofeng casually asked, "Do you guys think this bag looks good?"
In response to Luofeng’s question, Shangguan Feier was the first to speak up. "Actually, it’s pretty. I think it’s a lot more attractive than the classic models, which just seem too old-fashioned and give off a ’twilight years’ vibe!"
Shangguan Shui’er nodded in agreement. "I think so too. Fashion models are fashion models, after all. Although they can’t be used as long as the classic models, they’re indeed nice-looking!"
"Qiuya!" Luofeng called out.
Qiuya promptly walked over. "Mr. Luo, may I help you with anything?"
Seeing this, Shangguan Shui’er and Shangguan Feier exchanged a surprised glance. It was clear that Luofeng knew the salesperson, and the salesperson knew Luofeng. But they quickly reasoned that for a big shot like Luofeng, knowing an LV salesperson seemed quite normal, right?
"What color do you two like?" Luofeng looked at the sisters.
"You’re buying?" Shangguan Feier was astonished.


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