The Richest Man Yang Fei

If it weren't for the fact that he was spending a lot, Yang Fei would really suspect that this man was a liar.

Because the mystery prize he got was actually two pure gold rings.

And it's a couple models, very beautifully crafted. The male ring is engraved with the attitude of a dragon driving in the fog, and the female ring is engraved with the posture of a phoenix in flight.

The shop also provides free seal script service. The supervisor smiled and asked, "Excuse me, the two surnames, we ask the craftsman to help you carve on the ring. It can be carved on the inside or on the outside, which is very commemorative."

Yang Fei was still pondering, and Ning Xin had already said: "His name is Yang Fei and my name is Ning Xin. The name is engraved inside the circle. The pattern on the outside is so delicate, don't destroy the overall beauty."

The supervisor made a please gesture: "Okay, please wait a moment, two people, it will be done soon."

The price of gold in the mid-nineties was not expensive, around 100 yuan a gram.

But wages were also low at that time, but compared to the luxury skin care products of big-name foreign brands, the price of gold was indeed cheap.

Yang Fei spent hundreds of thousands of dollars, and the store gave two rings worth about 1,000 yuan, which was considered a little rebate.

Of course, the shop owner understands that people who can consume hundreds of thousands at a time are definitely big customers. Such people do not go through the group buying channel, but directly come to the store to buy. It can be seen that people are indeed rich in money and give small gifts to keep such people. Customer, looking forward to his coming back.

Yang Fei also understood this truth, so he accepted it calmly.

The ring was engraved with the name, and the supervisor handed it to Yang Fei: "Mr. Yang, please put it on for your girlfriend."

Yang Fei smiled, and took a look. Behind his name, there was an English word: "LOVE."

He was watching, Ning Xin had already stretched out her right hand.

The supervisor smiled: "The two are married?"

Ning Xin said, "No."

Main channel: "Then it is best not to wear it on the ring finger, you can wear it on the middle finger. Moreover, regardless of domestic or international practice, it is better to wear the ring on the left hand."

Ning Xin said with a sigh, "This is my first ring. I don't know that there is so much attention to detail."

She changed her left hand and stretched out her middle finger.

Yang Fei helped her put it on, and she put on glittering gold on the snow-white catkin, immediately showing grace and luxury.

Ning Xin grew up in the city. She has never done heavy work since she was a child. Her hands are well maintained. When Yang Fei holds her wrist, she feels warm and moist and has a peculiar feeling of coldness, soft as without bones. Like, it's really like flesh and blood made of water.

The supervisor was chattering, and said: "You have not been in contact with these, and it is normal if you don't understand. The ring is worn on which finger is exquisite. Wearing the ring on the thumb represents the power and confidence of the owner. The ancient dignitaries, I like wearing Yu's finger, that's what it means."

"How about wearing it on the middle finger?" Ning Xin asked curiously.

"That's getting engaged, or being in love."

"Huh?" Ning Xin was startled and looked at Yang Fei with a smile, "So there is such a saying. What about the ring finger?"

"Wearing a ring finger is a wedding ring, indicating that you are married. Rings, especially those with real names that are given to one person in a lifetime, have the attributes of true love."

"Where's the little finger?"

"Dai Xiaozhi usually tells others that I am celibate and don't want to fall in love, so don't mess with me."

"What about the index finger? Can you wear it too?"

"Wearing the index finger and wearing the little finger are just the opposite. I am single. I want to fall in love. If you understand, come find me."

"Haha!" Yang Fei said faintly, "Don't listen to him nonsense, the finger is a tool for hand guards, used to buckle the bowstring, and when the arrow is released, it can also prevent the rapid retraction of the bowstring from scratching the fingers. This is quite The role of the trigger. But in the late Qing Dynasty, the eight flag brothers were extravagant, competing with each other to show off, vying to make the fingers of precious materials, and the military equipment of the fingers gradually became a very fashionable accessory. Royal ministers and wealthy merchants, all Arty!"

The supervisor gave a thumbs up: "Mr. Yang is really a knowledgeable person. This is the discount card of this mall. This is my business card. You two will come to spend in the future. Just ask me and I will serve you wholeheartedly."

At this time, Asakami Sayang came over and said: "The goods are all loaded, and the mall arranges to send it to National Taiwan University. It's just a lot. Can Ms. Ning's dormitory fit it?"

Yang Fei smiled and said, "It's okay. She gets it and distributes it out. There is no need to pile up in the dormitory."

Ning Xin said: "It's amazing, so many precious skin care products, all to be given away, I really can't bear it!"

Yang Fei said: "You will need to use it in the future. You are just doing publicity for the entrepreneurial agency."

Ning Xin said: "The entrepreneurial club still needs publicity? It's better to advertise your white washing powder, and say that it was you. Everyone will take your affection."

Yang Fei said: "Okay, let's go!"

The supervisor kept sending them to the door, and seeing Yang Fei walking towards Rolls-Royce, he ran forward again, opened the door first, and bowed and said, "Mr. Yang, Ms. Ning, please walk slowly and welcome next time."

Yang Fei sat in the car and said with a smile: "This supervisor is not bad. Sayang, remember that after our Liuliu Liu store opens next year, we will ask Su Tong to dig him over. It just works."

Xiao Jian Sayang responded.

Ning Xin thought to herself, Yang Fei is really attentive everywhere, no matter who he meets or what happens, he will always think about management.

She kept looking at the ring on her hand, and kept touching it gently, like a rare treasure.

Yang Fei smiled and said, "It's just a gift, do you like it so much?"

Ning Xin said: "Did you not hear what others say? A person needs only a real-name ring in his lifetime. This is the only one."

Yang Fei was stunned, thinking you wouldn't be so serious, would you?

"Who said that? Didn't you see someone wearing five rings on one hand?"

"Huh? Who is that?"

"Jin Ye wears several on his hand! People are local tyrants! No matter which finger it wears, he doesn't care about these so-called meanings."

Ning Xin said: "I don't care about others, I like this ring very much. Does she have it?"

Yang Fei asked inexplicably ~www.wuxiahere.com~: "Who?"

Ning Xin said, "Who else can? Chen Mo."

Yang Fei said, "What do you think? What happened last night was not what you thought."

Ning Xin pursed her mouth and smiled: "That is no. However, I will give her a set of the best skin care products for her to use."

Yang Fei's heart suddenly moved, thinking Ning Xin wouldn't have any ideas, right?

However, she is a restrained person, does not express her emotions easily, and she does not usually see what she reveals. She put her whole mind on her studies, and she probably hadn't thought of other aspects yet.

As soon as Yang Fei returned to school, he saw that the department head Yao Wanchun had sent someone to invite him, saying that he would be invited to the office to discuss important matters.

"What's the matter?" Yang Fei asked the person.

"I don't know, it seems that two Beijing officials have come here. They are here specifically for you." The visitor looked at Yang Fei with envy.