The two were chatting and laughing, and Tian Xiaoxiao on the side couldn't get in the conversation, but she was not angry and listened silently.
Not long after, the clerk took back what Uncle Li asked for and handed it to Jiang Wan.
"This is the premium brush that just arrived, Mr. Zhou likes this one the most." Uncle Li said with a smile.
Jiang Wan nodded. Based on her understanding of the old man, pens, inks, papers and inkstones were the most pleasing to him.
In the past, when Jiang Wan occasionally went to the old house for dinner, she would come to this store to buy something to take with her. Every time, the old man was very happy.
Jiang Wan handed the things to Tian Xiaoxiao and said to her, "Give this, the old man will like it."
"Okay." Tian Xiaoxiao had no doubts about Jiang Wan's decision.
"How much?" Tian Xiaoxiao asked subconsciously.
Uncle Li glanced at her with a smile, and jokingly said: "The things here are not about money, but fate."
"Ah? What fate?" Tian Xiaoxiao was confused.
"One hundred and eight thousand yuan." Uncle Li replied.
Tian smiled: "???"
Jiang Wan couldn't help laughing, and said angrily, "Uncle Li, why are you teasing her?"
"I didn't expect her to be so funny." Uncle Li also couldn't help laughing.
As for Tian Xiaoxiao, she is still in a daze, so... How much is it?
As if she knew what she was thinking, Jiang Wan said, "Take it and charge it to my account. Uncle Li can still give me a discount."
"No..." Tian Xiaoxiao was about to refuse.
"I just want to buy something, and this is a gift from you." Jiang Wan said quickly, and then looked at Uncle Li: "Uncle, do you think it's okay?"
"That depends on the value of the things you bought." Uncle Li smiled, knowing that today is another three-year day of opening.
"Xiaoxiao, wait for me here." She said to Tian Xiaoxiao.
Tian Xiaoxiao didn't ask any more questions, and nodded in agreement.
Soon, Jiang Wan and Uncle Li walked into the room, and Tian Xiaoxiao sat in the rest area, holding that expensive-looking brush, feeling very uneasy.
Hesitating, she moved to the clerk and asked in a low voice, "Little brother, is this brush very expensive?"
"Fortunately, it's not particularly expensive in the store." The clerk replied with a flat face.
"Oh." She breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's only 680,000 yuan," said the clerk.
Ka, Tian Xiaoxiao heard the sound of his heart breaking.
Six hundred and eighty thousand?
a brush?
And from what Jiang Wan said just now, is this a gift?
Swallowing his saliva, he felt that this rich second generation seemed weak and pitiful in front of Jiang Wan.
Her father's budget for buying gifts for her is about 200,000 yuan. Although the Tian family has some money, they are not rich yet. In addition, they don't know the Zhou family well, so they are just trying to save face.
As if unwilling to give up, she continued to ask: "How much do you have to buy to give this as a gift?"
"I don't know, let's say at least hundreds of millions." The clerk curled his lips and said, "But seeing that your friend knows my boss very well, maybe tens of millions will do."
At this moment, Tian Xiaoxiao almost lost his footing.
What is Sister Jiang's identity? Can you buy hundreds of millions of things at any time?
And judging by the way they just got acquainted, Sister Jiang must have bought things here before, how much would it cost?
Inside, Jiang Wan didn't know what Tian Xiaoxiao was thinking. She was standing in Uncle Li's Treasure Pavilion, choosing the gift she wanted to give to Mr. Zhou.
She thought that if the old man called her to invite her these two days, she would take him there. If there is no invitation, she will find someone to deliver it, anyway, the gift is to be given.