Become a matchmaker in otome games

Chapter 12 Another Unicorn Brooch
The people from the jewelry store quickly came to the door. Safi apologized to her mother and went to the reception room.

Several customers were already waiting for her in the reception room, including jewelry stores, cosmetics stores, clothing stores, in short, the bosses of several shops famous for the "Golden Avenue" came, and they saw Safi push the door and walk in , have bowed their knees to salute.

"There's no need to be too polite," Safi waved his hand and sat down on the sofa. "Let's start as soon as possible and finish early."

The bosses of the luxury store have also dealt with the future princess many times, and they already have a good understanding of her style of work, so they don't want to talk nonsense, and they come forward one by one to introduce the products they brought.

The gifts brought by each boss are very expensive, but Safi is not very satisfied.

"Everyone has put their heart into it, but it lacks some uniqueness." Safi commented.

Safi's status is unusual, and her gift will be opened by the queen in public. Under the eyes of everyone, if her gift falls into a cliché, people will question whether she is dedicated. For Safi, who pursues perfection in everything, this is intolerable.

The owner of the jewelry store that Safi visited yesterday seemed to have expected this kind of thing a long time ago, and smiled confidently: "Miss Safi, please look at this gift."

The boss took out a jewelry box, and everyone in the room was attracted by him, wondering what kind of gift he could come up with to satisfy Safi.

"This is a batch of goods that arrived last night. When I saw it for the first time, I knew that this piece of jewelry must be left to Miss Safi. Only in Miss Safi's hands can it be used to its full potential. .”

The shopkeeper was talking nonsense, and Safi got impatient, raised her hand slightly to stop the shopkeeper's bragging: "Bring the things here."

The shop owner carefully took out a jewelry box and put it in front of Safi: "Miss Safi, please have a look."

Safi opened the jewelry box, glanced at it casually, his eyes changed suddenly, and he sat up straight: "This is..."

"How about it, Miss Safi," the shopkeeper didn't notice the change in Safi's expression, and was still complacent, "Do you still like it?"

Safi closed the box calmly, stretched out her hand to call for the maid, whispered a few words into the maid's ear, and then said to the other shopkeepers: "You all go back."

The other shopkeepers showed disappointment, knowing that they had no chance, they all got up and left.

When the door of the reception room was closed, Safi opened the jewelry box again and looked at it: "Is this a new product in your store?"

"Of course," the shopkeeper said proudly immediately, "I can guarantee that this is the only one in the whole king. After the Queen of Thanksgiving Festival opens it and sees it, there will be many follow-up designs in the capital."

Safi sneered in her heart, why wait until after the Thanksgiving Festival.

At this time, the maid brought over what Safi asked for, which was the unicorn brooch she bought on "Silver Avenue" yesterday.

The shop owner suddenly had a bad premonition, but he only thought of the design crash, and various explanations immediately appeared in his mind.

Safi signaled the maid to put the jewelry box in front of the owner, and said in a cold voice, "Open it and have a look."

After the shopkeeper opened it, his glib mouth was at a loss, unable to utter a word: "This..."

He quickly opened the jewelry box he brought, and the two boxes were placed side by side.

The two brooches are exactly the same, and there is no difference in appearance.

The same twinkle, the same delicacy, the same beauty, even the exact position of the unicorn's eyes.

"This..." Cold sweat rolled down the shopkeeper's forehead, he couldn't utter a word of what he had thought up, his legs were swinging, and he wished he could get out of the prime minister's mansion right now.

Safi put the teacup on the table without hesitation, and there was a crisp crashing sound. The owner trembled all over, and was almost frightened by the sound.

"Say it," Safi asked coldly, "I'm listening."

The shop owner is suffering and can't tell, don't ask him about this, he doesn't know, and he really wants to know what happened.

Safi deserves to be the "Lotus of the Snow Mountain" in Wangdu's social circle. The shop owner, a middle-aged man who has experienced 40 years of turmoil, trembles under Safi's gaze, and his little thoughts seem to have nowhere to hide.

In addition, the prime minister has always had the reputation of being ruthless and selfless, and the daughter he taught has inherited his cold face and wisdom, so the shop owner didn't dare to fool around in front of Safi, and his mind was full of "it's over".

What they do is gain fame in this business. Because of her special status, Safi only needs to say a word, and the entire social circle in the capital will no longer care about their shop.

Seeing that the goal of deterrence had been achieved, Safi was finally willing to raise her noble hand, picked up the teacup, and said indifferently: "I'll give you three days, I want an answer to this matter, go away."

The shop owner put down the jewelry box in his hand as if he had received an amnesty, and before he even had time to pack his own things, he left the prime minister's mansion in a shitty manner.

Smiling coldly, Safi picked up the brooch she bought yesterday and the brooch that the shopkeeper dropped off just now, and after examining it carefully for a while, she frowned and told the maid, "Go find a jewelry appraiser."

The maid took the order and left.

And Safi carefully looked at the two brooches again.

For aristocratic young masters and ladies like them, jewelry appraisal is a compulsory course, but many jewelry cannot be discerned with the naked eye and must use instruments. The appraisal they practice is just to avoid making mistakes on some low-level issues.

It's strange that the brooch brought by the owner of the Golden Avenue today looks slightly dim against the brooch she bought yesterday.

Although it was really just negligible darkness, but her eyesight... Safi shook her head, no longer remembering.

The jewelry appraiser came quickly.

"These two brooches." Safi called the appraiser to sit down first, and pushed the two boxes forward, "you can appraise them."

The elderly appraiser adjusted his glasses and asked his assistant to bring up his equipment.

The assistant, who kept his head down and tried his best to reduce his sense of existence, walked forward carrying the box.

Safi raised her eyes inadvertently, and after seeing the appearance of this "assistant", she was frightened and overturned the tea by mistake.

The hot tea smeared on the blue skirt, directly scalding Safi's skin.

The maid yelled and rushed forward, wiping the wet stains on Safi's skirt.

The "assistant" was also shocked by her behavior, and almost threw away the delicate instrument from his hand, but fortunately, he reacted and put the instrument down lightly.

"Are you okay," the assistant said, and was about to step forward to check on Safi's condition, "Let me see, don't burn it."

Safi didn't feel it at first, but when the assistant reached out her hand, she stepped back suddenly as if she was being burned, and saluted with her skirt: "I've seen Your Highness Fred."

The assistant's half-stretched hand froze in the air, and then slowly lowered it. Looking at the distance she retreated, he slowly pulled out a bitter smile.

"Excuse me."

(End of this chapter)