Chapter 945
They all watched television for a while, then turned to look at her.
Their gazes were sowhat different from before.
Soone tapped her lightly and said, "Chloe Collins, can you really blend perfus?"
Everybody was looking at her curiously.
After all, when she appeared on the variety show, she was there as Miles White.
Chloe nonchalantly humd in agreent and continued eating, her expression was indifferent.
A discerning eye would see that she didn’t seem to want to talk about it, but that classmate moved her plate over and sat at the sa table with them, eyes sparkling as she looked at Chloe, continuing, "Can you make one for ? We can negotiate the price, as long as it is less than a thousand yuan."
The mont this was said, three more classmates arrived, both boys and girls.
"Hey, hey, I want one too!"
"Chloe, we are classmates after all. Can you give a friend’s discount, like two hundred yuan per bottle? I don’t have much money." Student 2 said.
Student 3 smiled awkwardly, saying, "It would be even better if it cos in a bottle with your logo on it after it’s made. It shows status when I take it out, doesn’t it?"
Student 1 raised her hand: "Everyone, calm down. We should take turns, I was the first. Don’t worry, Chloe Collins is a good person, she will definitely agree to us. Perfu blending is her expertise, it’s not a big deal.
How about this, Chloe, you help make one this week, and deal with the others next week. I will transfer two hundred yuan to you first, how about that?"
Chloe suddenly felt less interested in the fish balls. Her calm expression revealed slight detachnt.
She never liked being told what to do, especially by people she didn’t know well.
She picked up her phone, typing a long string of numbers on the computer, stating, "Starting price."
As the group of classmates ca together to look, their expressions changed suddenly.
"One hundred thousand? It can’t be!"
"One hundred thousand is too much, you can buy any perfu online for thirty or forty yuan, and you’ll still have lots left."
"We’re her classmates, she’s really going overboard."
"Exactly, if it wasn’t for her being on television, no one would have asked her."
"Shhh... don’t say such things."
With a thud, Wanda Wesley put down her chopsticks, eyes suddenly sharp.
"Buy it if you want, and if you don’t, scram."
The classmates’ expressions dampened.
Student 1: "Isn’t that too harsh? We didn’t do anything wrong."
Student 2: "Wanda Wesley has always been unpleasant, so dark and gloomy."
Student 3: "Guys, no more arguing. Chloe, one hundred thousand is really too high, is five hundred achievable? We are all students, where do we get that much money?"
Chloe looked at them silently, taking in each of their faces.
She calmly said, "If you want it, donate one hundred thousand to this charity. I will personally blend the perfu only for charitable service."
A charity’s logo appeared on her phone.
Student 1 withdrew her neck, snorted and said, "Charity? I can’t even save myself, let alone others. Forget it."
Then, the rest of the classmates voiced their disapproval and helplessness in turn, scattering one by one.
"Ridiculous, a hundred thousand. With that money, I might as well go on a graduation trip."
"Exactly, she didn’t even give any respect to her classmates."
"However, was she really shooting arrows in the show? That was pretty cool, especially when she blocked Shelby Hamilton’s arrow."
"Are you stupid? Of course, it was special effects. Who can do things like that these days?"
"I almost believed it, thank goodness."
Amid the buzz of chatter, a figure suddenly cast a shadow over the light in front of Chloe.
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