Li Meiling had no choice but to chase after them.
After all, she had already lost Ye Chen, a major client, and if those bigwigs canceled their subscriptions, the loss would be even greater.
"Welcome, sir and miss."
Ye Chen and Su Wanyi walked into a luxury store, where the sales assistant greeted them enthusiastically.
He casually asked, "What's the most expensive bag you have?"
After entering, Ye Chen spoke to the sales assistant.
Though Ye Chen didn't know what type of bag girls liked, he had a principle: as long as it's the most expensive, it should be fine.
It's a matter of probability.
Even though expensive things aren't always good.
But Ye Chen also understood that cheap things have no good quality.
"Sir, please wait a moment."
"Look at these bags; they're all our latest models."
"This bag is made of African crocodile leather, hand-stitched by master craftsmen, and you see the diamonds embedded around the bag."
