In the residential community, while everyone was chatting idly, Chen Xin was already helping Zhang Sujuan tear open the outer packaging of a delivery.
She froze for a moment when she saw the packaging inside, which read "Gucci."
'If this is a knockoff, I'll eat my hat.'
The others were also a little surprised when they saw the exquisite packaging.
"This clothing bag is gorgeous."
"Yeah, it really is."
"I bet this bag alone is worth a few bucks."
Someone else added, "Sujuan, are you going to keep this bag? If not, give me one. I can use it to store things."
"I want one too."
"Me too."
"Don't rush, we'll see later." Zhang Sujuan wasn't a fool. Normally, she might have just given them away.
But the delivery guy had said the items were quite valuable. What if her son had actually spent a lot of money on them?
Of course, she had her reservations, which is why she'd pulled Chen Xin over to help her take a look.
Then, she opened the packaging.
