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Chapter 129 It Couldn't Be a Fake
When there was a lot of noise in front of the administrative building, Han Qiu, the person involved, didn't know anything about it.At this moment, he was fiddling with the laptop he bought with the crime-solving bonus.

It feels so cool to have my own weapon, and I don't have to go to Internet cafes all day in the future.

It's just that playing games with a laptop is like taking a shower with clothes on, and the feeling of manipulating the keyboard and mouse is like dragging in the mud after a heavy rain...

However, some are good enough to use, so what else to choose?

It has been a long time since I got the equipment, which means that I have entered the bottleneck period, which means that I will upgrade soon, and then there will be a bumper harvest.

What will a level [-] bag look like?Han Qiu is looking forward to it!
And although there is no new equipment, there are still a lot of equipment items in the leather bag, so there is nothing to worry about.

While Han Qiu was fighting, the phone beeped and a text message came.

Han Qiu is currently at a critical moment in the game, and he is most annoyed by being interrupted when he is devoting himself to work.If it's a phone, because it keeps ringing, I have to pick up the phone to see who is calling, and then decide whether to answer it or not; but the text message does not have such troubles, there is no movement after one ring, and I don't bother to answer...

After Han Qiu closed the computer, he remembered that there was another text message.I casually picked up the phone and looked at it, and suddenly my heart dropped.

The name of the sender is Murong Wei!
Murong Wei took the initiative to send a text message to herself, but she was released for a long time, sin, sin.

Han Qiu clicked on the message and saw a few words: "Today is my birthday, can you treat me to dinner?"

Look at this question, does brother seem to be such a stingy person?Hey, I am too involved in playing games, I wonder if Murong Wei is angry?

At this time, it is estimated that sending text messages will not be of much use, so Han Qiu hurriedly called.

"Sorry, the phone was out of battery earlier, just turned it on..."

"Well, it's okay, are you free?" Murong Wei's gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, without a trace of blame or anger, but with a trace of relief.

In fact, her birthday was just a cover, her real purpose was to comfort Han Qiu.She felt that Han Qiu quit the school team this time, and there was a lot of trouble. There must be a lot of pressure on him.What she was afraid of was that because of this incident, Han Qiu's emotions would be greatly affected and he would be devastated.When Han Qiu kept not replying to the text messages, this kind of worry accumulated in her heart.Now that he called, his tone was as usual, which was reassuring.

"I'm free, of course I'm free. I don't have anything, I just have a lot of time." Han Qiu felt at ease when he heard that there was no displeasure in Murong Wei's tone.

"Well, I'll wait for you at the school gate." After Murong Wei finished speaking, she hung up the phone.Hearing that Han Qiu's tone was still the same as before, as if he hadn't been affected by the resignation incident at all, the stone in his heart had fallen.

Han Qiu changed his clothes and went downstairs at a leisurely pace. From a distance, he saw a slender and beautiful figure standing quietly on the corridor next to the school gate. The breeze blew a few strands of long hair. , the peripheral vision of the eyes kept aiming here.

Fortunately, most people in the school were gathering under the administration building to enjoy the scenery. Otherwise, Murong Wei's stop at the school gate would easily cause traffic jams.

Han Qiu straightened his hair in front of his forehead and made it a little messy, to show that he came in a hurry, and to show how much he attached importance to Murong Wei and his enthusiasm.

"I'm here. Have you been waiting for a long time?" Han Qiu felt the position, and went up to meet him: "Sorry, I'm late."

Murong Wei smiled lightly: "No, actually I just arrived not long ago, you don't have to hurry."

"Hey, the biggest characteristic of me is that I have a strong sense of time." Han Qiu looked at Murong Wei's bright eyes and said softly, "Happy birthday!"

At the same time, he was thinking in his heart: Do we need to light candles and set off fireworks like last time?

But now Elune's candles are gone, and this method is good once, and then it is out of the ordinary.Besides, they didn't make a clear statement last time, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to have an effect this time.

Han Qiu was struggling in his heart, but Murong Wei spoke first: "It's my birthday, can you give me a present?"

Did you make a mistake?The school belle asked herself to give her a gift?She has already rejected many gifts from people...

Who can refuse such a request?
"No problem, just say whatever you want." Han Qiu said it confidently.

No way, who told Brother to be rich?After the bonus bought the computer, there were some left over.With food in hand, without panic, you can speak louder.

"Can you send me a bag?"

Only then did Han Qiu notice that Murong Wei was empty-handed today.When girls go out, they usually carry their bags with them, and Han Qiu remembers Murong Wei's bags from several first-tier international brands.

Is it all lost?Stolen?Still think the style is old?

This is not very harmonious, I have two spare cash in my hand temporarily, it is easy and casual to buy some gifts, but if it is an international first-line brand, then... But when did Murong Wei ask for gifts from others?How could I refuse the first time I spoke?

purchase!Tighten your belt and buy it too!

"No problem, let's go to the pedestrian street and have a look." Han Qiu said bravely.I thought that the pedestrian street is for mass consumption after all, and there are no specialty stores of world-famous brands. This is very important to me.

"The bags on the pedestrian street are not very good, let's go to the city center to have a look." After Murong Wei finished speaking, she waved on the road outside the school and stopped a taxi.

Hey, the daughter of a wealthy family pays attention to the quality of life!It seems that I have to do a lot of blood this time, and the remaining bonus may not be enough to buy a bag.

But if Murong Wei really likes it, then she can only face difficulties, if there are no difficulties, even create difficulties...

Han Qiu bit the bullet and got into the car.

When they arrived at the city center, after the two got off the car, Murong Wei went straight into an internationally famous leather bag shop.

It seems that they are familiar with the road, why don't they leave a long line of stores and just go straight into this one?If you are an acquaintance, you should be able to get a discount, right?

However, even if this brand of bags is discounted by [-] or [-]%, it will be a huge test for Han Qiu's wallet.

As soon as the two entered the store, a fashionable and beautiful salesman greeted them with a smile: "Welcome!"

Logically speaking, this kind of professional smile is very normal, but for some reason, Han Qiu felt a little strange when he saw the salesman's smile.Because when she met Murong Wei's eyes, she blinked slightly, as if she had some communication.

Maybe it's because Murong Wei is a regular customer, so it's normal for her to look familiar.Han Qiu didn't pay much attention to this.

"Today is your birthday, which bag do you like, just take it, as long as you are happy!" Han Qiu said very generously, but he was so nervous that he subconsciously touched his wallet subconsciously.

Looking at the labels under the various bags and on the counter, Han Qiu understood: He definitely couldn't keep the bonus in his hand.The problem is, even if you take it all out, it may not be enough...

Murong Wei's eyes shuttled throughout the store, and finally settled on the VIP counter of "the latest arrival".

Han Qiu felt a "plop" in his heart.Damn, now, brother's life will be back to before liberation overnight.

"I like this, I think this is the best, do you think it's okay?" Murong Wei stepped forward to take off the latest bag, and asked Han Qiu.While asking, he tried it on in the mirror, with a satisfied smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay..." Han Qiu secretly glanced at the label on the counter, his mind went blank:
I'm sorry, the bonus in my hand is all included, and there is still a shortfall. I guess only by selling myself can I get enough money...

"This lady has a really good eye. This is the latest limited edition, and it just arrived in the store. This is the only one." The salesman and Murong Wei looked at each other, nodded, and then turned to Han Qiu and said: "For this one, our store decided to offer a big discount. If you want it, the lowest price can be 100 yuan."

100 yuan...

Han Qiu's brain froze all of a sudden: Is it the salesman's brain that's gone, or the boss's, or mine?

"How much? Say it again." Han Qiu looked at the salesman in disbelief, thinking that she was simply the most beautiful woman in the world, an angel who rescued those in distress...

"100 yuan." The promoter didn't change his face.

"Okay, let's get this one." Murong Wei asked Han Qiu, "Give me this bag, okay?"

"Okay, of course!" Han Qiu scratched his scalp: "It's just that this bag is sold so cheaply, could it be a fake?"

"Sir, please pay attention to what you say, we are a brand store here, and there are never fakes!" The salesman was a little unhappy when Han Qiu said the word fake.

"It's hard to say. These days, the bigger the store, the more fake the things it sells." Han Qiu frowned: "However, even if it's a fake, it's not a loss to buy this bag for 100 yuan. Let's bag it now." Get up and issue an invoice!"

The salesman looked a little gloomy, took the bag from Murong Wei, took it to the cashier without saying a word, accepted a hundred-yuan bill handed over by Han Qiu, and issued an invoice...

Han Qiu looked at the bag worth 100 yuan carefully, and basically decided in his heart that it was a parallel import.But as long as Murong Wei likes it, it doesn't matter.He personally delivered the bag to Murong Wei: "Let's go."

"Wait, you gave me a bag, and I want to give you a bag too." Murong Wei smiled at Han Qiu, took a men's leather bag, and handed it to the promoter: "Do you have this bag?" discount?"

The promoter glared at Han Qiu with his peripheral vision, then turned his head and said to Murong Wei: "This bag is also a big discount, 100 yuan..."

What?Another 100 yuan?
Is this an international brand store or a domestic copycat?
Han Qiu muttered, "It must be a fake!"

(End of this chapter)