Mysterious Commander, High Profile Love

"Things are rare and expensive, they are out of print, they are priceless."

Ye Luo thought about it and thought it was true. When she bought it, it was originally expensive clothes with a spire, and now it is possible that the price can go to heaven as a masterpiece.

In her world, some masters are rushing to buy paintings by the royal family, but they can't buy them with money.

"Then how much do you think is appropriate to sell."

"Make a price of 100 million yuan." Erha conscientiously suggested.

Ye Luo almost spewed out a sip of tea: "What did you say? A pile of second-hand clothes sold for 100 million?"

Isn't this assistant's brain not good?

How can a pile of clothes sell for 100 million.

"Yes, it's only 100 million. If she wants to buy it, she will definitely buy it."

Ye Luo pouted and said, "Erha, do you think too much? It's not such a pitfall."

"My grandma, don't worry. People who like these clothes don't care about the money, and they are generally those who can afford it."

Ye Luo hooked her lips: "Then you go try it, don't say the price I offer."

She was afraid of being beaten to death at this price.

Her husband has raised a group of people who are not paying for their lives!

100 million, how dare he speak!

"Young grandma gave me your account."

Ye Luo took out the black card his grandfather gave her and reported the number on it to Erha.

Erha hung up and wrote to Yan Yu.

"Shao Yan, this is the account of the young lady, can the boss pay the young lady?"

"Let him give it right away and make it concealed."

Yan Yu thought for a while and made a call to Sanjin himself: "Find a batch of samples of young designers and send them to the young lady, and see which designer she likes, and bring that person up."

"I'll get it right away."

After a few snaps, Sanjin turned 100 million to Ye Luo.

The Erha thing is done, let Ye Luo look at the money in Kari.

Ye Luo here immediately received the text message on the phone, and transfer 100000000 into your XXXX card...

Ye Luo looked at the numbers in the text messages, and counted them. Damn, it's a long number.

One hundred million, one hundred million, one hundred million, one hundred million!

Is there a fool who bought her clothes for 100 million? Oh my god, is money in this world so easy to make? The clothes she bought casually can actually make this price, she really made a lot of money!

Ye Luo happily called Yan Yu: "My husband, I have made money."

The woman next to Yan Yuchao nodded, "I'll leave and take the call."

The beautiful woman nodded: "Okay."

Yan Yu took the phone and walked to the window: "How did you make it?"

"The clothes I bought happened to be the master's death. The price of the clothes went up and I sold them all and made 100 million."

"Don't you count the cost of your original clothes?"

"Even if a piece of clothing is four hundred thousand, my total of less than one hundred pieces of clothing is tens of forty million, and I still made a profit! And I originally wanted to sell it at a loss."

Ye Luo couldn't hide her excitement. When she had money, she could buy a store for herself and buy it as a private house in her own name.

"Yes, one billion will be earned next time."

Ye Luo chuckled and said, "I have to study hard to know where I can make money."

"Ye Luo, you are my wife." Yan Yu suddenly said solemnly.

Ye Luo said lightly, "Yeah, why did you say that suddenly?"

So solemnly.

"We are not bad for money, you just have to make money your hobby."