Chapter 93 I'm afraid you can't afford it
Pei Dongshi refused coldly: "Sweetheart won't take the order."
Ye Xinyu naturally knew.
The little sweetheart is so famous that even though she has never shown her true face, she is still very popular in the socialite circle. She designs no more than five pieces of clothes every quarter. She does not sell them, but only auctions them. All funds raised from the auctions are donated. To children in impoverished mountainous areas.
Because of this, even if it is just for a gimmick or a good reputation, a piece of sweetheart's clothes can fetch a sky-high price at the auction.
"There are exceptions to everything, right?"
Ye Xinyu relied on her friendship with Pei Dongshi at those banquets abroad, so she made arbitrary demands, "If she is willing to accept it, I will accept it no matter how much. "
Pei Dongzhi said coldly: "I'm afraid you can't afford it."
Ye Xinyu's smile froze and she tightened her grip on the cup handle.
I couldn't help but take another look at Pei Dongshi.
In her impression, Pei Dongshi was an elegant gentleman, always with a gentle smile on his face. This was the first time that he had a cold face, and every expression seemed to be ordering her to be kicked out.
Ye Xinyu pressed down her hair and said in a low voice: "How about this? When I came up just now, I saw two dresses designed by Little Sweetheart. They are not for sale in the cupboard for display. You can sell them to me. , I won’t ask Sweetheart to customize it, how about it?”
Pei Dongzhi smiled coldly, “Miss Ye, I said, Sweetheart won’t take the order, since it’s not for sale, I won’t pay you any price. I won’t be tempted, Mr. Pei is still short of money. If you want the design of the little sweetheart, you can try your luck at the auction house.”
Ye Xinyu’s face completely stiffened.
She was already very restrained and polite, but why was Pei Dongzhi feeling inexplicably hostile towards her, even though they had obviously gotten along well before.
"Well, I'm sorry to bother you."
Ye Xinyu put down the cup, with a cold face, and her expressionless facial features made her look even more mean.
"Ms. Ye, please bring your things."
Pei Dongshi motioned to the sofa with his eyes. Ye Xinyu looked embarrassed and walked over to pick up the bag. When she took off the silk scarf, she deliberately threw it on Nan Jiaojiao and it fell on the carpet.
She bent down to pick it up, raised her head, and the angle was facing Nan Jiaojiao's knees.
“You’re not leaving yet?”
Nan Jiaojiao’s lips curled up, half-smiling: “Mr. Pei didn’t drive me away.”
Ye Xinyu sipped her lips hard. She lowered her lower lip and gave her a hateful look, not wanting to make her impression worse in front of Pei Dongshi. She thought about arguing with Nan Jiaojiao later, but as soon as she walked to the door, she heard a "dong" sound behind her.
The cup she played with was thrown into the trash can by Pei Dongshi.
Ye Xinyu's body ached when she saw it. That was a cup worth seven figures.
"I welcome Ms. Ye as a guest. In the future, if you find a designer, you can go directly to the designer's office. I won't take orders. My office, please don't come in from now on." Don't touch it randomly."
Pei Dongshi picked up the pile of resumes and threw them into the trash can.
"There may be talents that Pei needs here, but it's a pity."
After being touched by Ye Xinyu's hand, he would rather throw it away and abandon a lot of people.
What's the meaning? Do you think her hands are dirty, or are people dirty?
Unable to stay any longer, Ye Xinyu blushed and said, "Excuse me."
The door closed loudly.
Pei Dongzhi's expression turned cold. He walked to the coffee table and threw away all the snacks on it. He pressed the intercom and asked Qiao Shan to come in and clean up. He also took the orange juice that Nan Jiaojiao had only drank two sips of. Take it away.
He took the milk tea out of the paper bag, grabbed Nan Jiaojiao's hand, stuffed it into her hand and held it.
"I just asked the clerk to make it when I left. It's hot. Two sugars. Drink it."
(End of Chapter)