Seeing Ye Xiaomeng was so engrossed, He Ming's mood was even better. "Alright, let's decide. We'll enlarge the photos we picked just now, but you have to hurry up. We need to use them for our wedding."
"Sure, sure." Upon hearing this, the manager grinned and started calculating on the calculator. Then, he carefully said to He Ming, "But Mr. He, there's an additional 30,000 yuan.."
"Sure, isn't it just 30,000 yuan? Just do it now." He Ming said indifferently. The memory was more valuable compared to the tens of thousands of yuan.
"Mr. He, you're very generous. We'll make the most of our time to accomplish the task," the manager replied.
Coming out of the bridal shop, Ye Xiaomeng couldn't help but whisper, "The wedding photos alone cost almost 100,000 yuan. It's really unnecessary to be so extravagant and wasteful."