These street vendors kept challenging his wallet one after another.
Zhou Yi instantly got annoyed.
He had just lost face in front of the girl, and now this raggedy vendor was putting on airs?
Zhou Yi's family had also dealt with jade business in the past.
Zhou Yi himself had some understanding of jade.
Like this street stall's White Jade Hairpin.
According to his observation, it was just a piece of junk jade.
It lacked both appearance and quality.
Had the girl not liked it, would he have given this broken hairpin a second glance?
Zhou Yi spoke bluntly, "Just name your price, and I'll see if I can afford it!"
Zhou Yi claimed he had an RMB 800,000 balance on his debit card. With that amount, he could buy a truckload of these hairpins.
The stall owner looked at the obstinate group of students.
He shook his head and quoted, "Give me two pieces of Vein Essence, and the hairpin is yours."
"Vein Essence? What is that?"
Zhou Yi was taken aback.
