Zhang Lina's face was filled with disbelief.
What place was this? This was Sifang Street, where a pair of socks couldn't be bought for less than a few thousand, yet Ding Fan had snagged that evening gown for thirty-eight yuan.
Zhang Lina was completely dumbfounded at this moment. The price tag on the dress clearly stated thirty-eight thousand, so how had Ding Fan purchased it for just thirty-eight?
Not just Zhang Lina, but Wang Zhuang and the others were equally stunned. It was utterly inconceivable. Even at a street stall, thirty-eight yuan could only buy a T-shirt at most. Not to mention that evening gown.
"Brother Fan..." Zhang Wanyue looked at Ding Fan, who was beside her.
An evening gown worth thirty-eight thousand, yet the seller only asked for thirty-eight; Zhang Wanyue truly didn't understand what was going on.
"Are there any other items you like? The goods in this store are quite cheap," Ding Fan said casually.
