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Filming was still going on not far away, and the voices of several people were not very loud, but they still attracted the attention of everyone nearby.
Everyone turned their attention to Song Qinrong and Fang Xin.
Fang Xin was seen looking sullen and wiping the hem of her skirt with a paper towel, where a few drops of coffee stains were splashed.
On the ground not far away, there was a coffee cup that had just stopped rolling, and the thick coffee liquid spilled all over the floor.
The sharp female voice should be Fang Xin's assistant, who was half squatting and helping Fang Xin to wipe the stains on the hem of her skirt.
Unfortunately, after wiping it for a long time, it had no effect.
"What should I do? These are clothes I specially borrowed from the brand. I wore them just to meet Leng Zhu today. Now they are so dirty How can I explain to the brand!"
The more Fang Xin talked, the angrier she became, and she simply threw the tissue on the ground.
The female assistant¡¯s face turned pale with fright. She was afraid that Fang Xin would vent her anger on her, so she stood up and pointed at Song Qinrong¡¯s nose preemptively: ¡°Don¡¯t you have eyes? You have to stand in the middle of such a big road to block people¡¯s walking!
It¡¯s okay now, our sister Fang Xin¡¯s clothes have been stained by you, just tell us what to do! "
Song Qinrong didn't say anything. She just calmly sent the sentence "Arrived" and then lowered her head. She also took out a tissue from her pocket and carefully wiped the spot on her arm where the coffee had spilled.
"Hello!"
Seeing that the other party was ignoring her, the female assistant was completely irritated, "Are you not only blind but also deaf? Didn't you hear what I told you? Our sister Fang Xin's clothes are dirty!"
Song Qinrong was still dressed very simply today, wearing a thin white long-sleeved sweatshirt on the upper body and a pair of jeans on the lower body.
? This outfit doesn¡¯t look like it¡¯s from a brand store, it¡¯s cheap and plain.
The only progress is that there are finally no threads on the clothes.
Therefore, whether it is Fang Xin or the female assistant, although they do not know Song Qinrong, they can probably estimate her worth by looking at the other party's clothes.
It¡¯s probably a new staff member from a certain crew, or an assistant to an actor.
Thinking of this, the female assistant became even more unscrupulous. She simply snatched the tissue from Song Qinrong's hand and cursed in a rough tone: "So you know you have to wipe it when it's dirty? Then you should wipe it for our sister Fang Xin!"
Our sister Fang Xin¡¯s dress is sponsored by a brand. Do you know how much it costs?
It¡¯s enough to buy thousands of pieces of shabby clothes like yours! "
"Really?" Song Qinrong finally spoke up, with a slightly raised tone and a smile.
"This is the first time I've heard that there are clothes in the world that are thousands of times more expensive than mine."
As soon as these words came out, Fang Xin was immediately laughed out of anger.
"Did you grow up in a well? You don't even know that.
"Forget it, it's useless to tell you this. Whose assistant are you? Call your boss and I'll talk to him about compensation"
"Rong Rong!" At this moment, Song Muyao hurried in.
I don¡¯t know who gave her the news. She walked in a hurry and sweat broke out on her forehead.
As soon as she arrived in front of Song Qinrong, she glanced up and down to make sure that he was okay, then she protected him behind her and looked at Fang Xin's face: "I said Fang, you are really good at causing trouble, aren't you?
My sister has only been in the door for a few minutes, and you are already causing trouble for her?
"You don't feel happy if you don't mess with me for a day, don't you?" "
Fang Xin was stunned for a moment, her eyes wandering on the faces of Song Muyao and Song Qinrong. After a while, she suddenly thought of something and became happy.
"So, this is the second young lady that Sister Yueling said that your Song family raised in the country? No wonder!"
Song Muyao frowned: "What's the wonder?"
Fang Xin covered her mouth and smiled softly: "No wondershe hasn't even heard of the price of the clothes I'm wearing.
A country bumpkin who grew up in the countryside, hasn¡¯t he never heard of clothes worth hundreds of thousands? "
As her voice fell, a few faint sarcastic laughs began to come from the side.
Song Muyao was so angry that she almost cursed.
But out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Director Wei was still filming. She could only suppress her sullenness, took a deep breath, and simply sneered.
"Heh, I thought that such an expensive piece of clothing was worth it for you to keep making trouble with my sister when Director Wei was filming. It turned out to be only a few hundred thousand?"
"Fang, I'm not telling you that you arebsp; Song Qinrong repeated patiently: "I said, it's not enough."
Now even Fang Xin was stunned: "Not enough? This is a thousand yuan. Isn't it enough to buy you a piece of shabby clothes?"
Song Qinrong¡¯s smile deepened: ¡°Ragged clothes? I never thought that one day, clothes designed by Wu Yi himself would be called rags.¡±
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.
Fang Xin could hardly believe her ears. She looked at the clothes with dull eyes for a long time before murmuring: "Who are you talking aboutwithout clothes?"
¡°If this were a group of ordinary women, they might never have heard of Wu Yi at all.
It just so happens that the people here are all old people in the entertainment industry.
??No one doesn¡¯t know Wu Yi.
She is Yin Yu¡¯s master.
That¡¯s right, it¡¯s the top international designer Yin Yu who doesn¡¯t have many but exquisite works.
Yinyu¡¯s latest model is hard to find. If you want to buy it, you can only rely on the power of money.
At first, Song Yiyi was almost crazy with jealousy because her cousin gave Yin Yu's clothes to Song Qinrong.
Wuyi is the master of such a person.
No matter how few works Yin Yu has, he still produces them every year.
¡° Ke Wuyi has disappeared for three whole years.
Among her previous works, the cheapest one has been auctioned for over 100 million yuan.
Song Qinrong calmly shook the sweatshirt on her body that looked nondescript, more ordinary than ordinary. Her voice was flat, but the words she spoke made Fang Xin unable to remain calm anymore.
"I heard that clothes with no clothes design are already on the market and are priceless. No matter how much the price is, there should be people asking to buy them.
¡°Don¡¯t worry, Miss Fang, I¡¯m not the kind of person who likes to blackmail people.
Just ask Ms. Fang to compensate according to the cheapest price for Wuyi¡¯s works on the market today. "(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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