Talking, Zhou Meimei once again looked at Zhang Xiaofan's head-to-toe Li Ning sportswear and sneered again.
"Cut, if you want me to see you smelly diǎo only wearing sportswear for dozens of dollars is simply not eating grapes and saying grape sour is nothing more than jealousy!"
At this time, although Zhou Meimei said these words, she gave a proud and high feeling.
But in my heart, I could not help but start drumming, and there was a feeling of uneasiness rising from the bottom of my heart.
After seeing Zhou Meimei say so, all of the melon-eating people present also focused on Zhang Xiaofan.
Everyone was certain that Zhang Xiaofan's body was just an ordinary sportswear that could no longer be ordinary.
However, at the moment, the direction of discussion that was under discussion has changed again.
This group of people eating melon gathered again in groups of three or five, and one after another began to talk about it.
"For me to see, there should be no reason why such a beautiful bag belongs to the cottage, and even the cottage doesn't make sense so much!"
"Yeah ... yeah ... I also think the bag in this woman's hand should not be a cottage."
"You know the color of that bag, if it is a cottage, can it make the color of this bag so beautiful ?!"
"Hey ... I want to see that this little red guy really does what the woman said, ca n’t eat grapes and say sour grapes, just jealous!"
"Well, you're right. I think the little red guy is jealous!"
Listening to the surrounding group of melon-eating crowds arguing about themselves, Zhang Xiaofan felt a little bit crying at this time.
He smiled disdainfully, and then looked coldly at Zhou Meimei again, meaningfully, said;
"Oh, do you really think so? You have to let me talk to my face!"
As soon as Zhang Xiaofan's resolute words said, the sense of anxiety in Zhou Meimei's heart also became stronger.
However, now she is also riding a tiger. In front of so many people, she is not retreating, neither is she advancing.
For a while, I didn't know what to say.
Seeing Zhou Meimei stunned and didn't dare to speak, Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and continued.
"Although I don't know much about the luxury goods these women are interested in, I also understand the truth."
"For the top international luxury goods like Hermès, the first requirement is the almost paranoid requirement for manual craftsmanship."
"For example, the flowers are neat, all the lines of the entire luxury product are sewn at one time, there are no unnecessary mottoes, the pins are fine, and the line is uniform."
"In addition, the selected materials and quality control are all extreme."
"In this issue, naturally, it also includes the smoothness of the zipper. The proportion of the color ratio has extremely strict requirements. The endless gloss is bright and thick, without burrs ..."
Speaking of this, Zhang Xiaofan's tone gave a slight pause, and immediately he glanced at Mei Mei's somewhat uneasy clutched "Hermes" bag this week, shaking his head and smirking, said.
"As for this one in your hand, not only the size of the left and right is not asymmetric, the quality of the hardware on the bag and the gloss are even better."