msmithbooks Chapter 61 I'm just browsing
Chapter 61 I'm just browsing
Chapter 61 I'm just browsing
Lin Yourong felt right at home here, leading Yu Huan to look around at the various shop windows, but they only strolled around outside and didn't go inside.
A young couple strolled past them, and the girl covered her mouth and said that any necklace in the jewelry store window cost tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan.
Yu Huan overheard this unintentionally, and felt increasingly uneasy.
Lin Yourong usually dresses very simply.
In winter, they wear long cotton-padded coats or knitted cardigans, covering their heads completely. Despite being tall, they don't stand out much.
But today, as her skirt fluttered in the wind, even without showing her face, she attracted the attention of many men and women.
Of course, after Yu Huan's makeover, she also attracted a lot of attention.
The two walked hand in hand, and soon arrived in front of the Armani boutique.
Lin Yourong suddenly stopped and said in a slightly uneasy voice, "I'm going to the restroom. You wait here for me, or you can go in and take a look first."
As she spoke, Lin Yourong raised her hand and pointed into the shop.
“No problem.” Yu Huan nodded.
So, fairies also need to use the toilet?
The shop window was lit with soft, warm light, displaying the latest season's fashions and accessories on mannequins.
The texture and details, perhaps enhanced by ambient lighting, make it look high-end and sophisticated.
Now that Lin Yourong has a clear destination, even if it's a den of dragons and tigers, he still needs to go in and scout it out first.
Yu Huan strolled in without thinking.
He turned and looked around.
The boutique offers a wide variety of products, including men's and women's ready-to-wear clothing, bags, shoes, and watches.
I have never eaten pork, but I have always seen pigs running away.
Although I know a little about top luxury brands, experiencing the luxurious atmosphere in person at a boutique is a completely different feeling.
The exorbitant price tag made Yu Huan secretly click her tongue in amazement.
The shop was quiet, with few customers, and people were speaking in hushed tones, which made people feel even more pressured.
to be frank.
If there were a group of noisy and picky middle-aged women here, directing the shop assistants to do this and that, shopping would be much more relaxed and enjoyable.
Besides the girl standing at the cashier, there were four female shop assistants in uniforms, two of whom were already serving customers.
A saleswoman in her thirties with a thin, pointed face approached. Her hair was neatly combed, and her eyes were long and narrow, slanting slightly upwards.
He glanced at Yu Huan briefly.
First, there's the face, then a quick glance down reveals a cheap hoodie and poorly cut jeans.
I took a closer look at the Hongxing Erke sneakers on his feet.
but.
Yu Huan glanced at the newcomer and saw that he was a sales assistant, which made her afraid.
Of course, it's not because this is a luxury store.
What terrifies him most when shopping isn't not being able to afford something, but encountering sales assistants who are more enthusiastic than the equatorial sun, making him wish he could glue them to his back.
He quickly turned to her, smiled, and said, "Sister, I was just looking around."
The sales assistant nodded slightly, giving a formulaic smile: "It's alright, sir, please feel free."
Yu Huan nodded.
Fortunately, this person is the type who is rather cold and aloof.
If you ignore me, I'll ignore you too.
Yu Huan strolled slowly, mainly looking at women's clothing, shoes and bags, pondering what to buy for Lin You Rong.
This girl has a great figure and a great temperament; she's a clothes hanger. She looks good in any bag or shoes she wears. Everything seems to suit her, except for her wallet.
Look left, look right.
I wandered around the huge store twice.
Yu Huan looked back and saw that the thin, pointed-face saleswoman who had been by her side had long since disappeared, perhaps out of impatience.
Looking around, I saw the sales assistant standing under the doorway, her hands clasped in front of her abdomen, looking humble and polite.
Very good!
Having someone following behind me always makes me feel uneasy, like I have a thorn in my side.
Yu Huan casually glanced at the cosmetics counter; the cheapest lipsticks were three or four hundred yuan each…
No!
That's so shabby!
You absolutely have to pick a complete set of eighteen!
"Sir~"
Suddenly, a sweet voice rang in my ears.
Yu Huan glanced to the side and saw a saleswoman with crescent-shaped eyes smiling as she handed him the items in her hand: "Please have some water."
With a youthful and innocent face, and eyes that gleam with a clear naiveté, she must be a recent female college graduate.
330ml of Evian mineral water.
Since it was a morning tea for Sister Ru, I was afraid it would seem stingy, so I ordered quite a lot. In the end, he devoured it all, and the food was on the salty and sweet side.
I am indeed a bit thirsty right now.
Yu Huan glanced at it, accepted it readily, and thanked him with a smile: "Thank you."
"You're welcome!" She gestured with her hand, "Please make yourself at home. Also, if you need anything, sir, just call me anytime. My name is Afang."
“Okay.” Yu Huan nodded.
I unscrewed the cap, tilted my head back, and drank it all in a few gulps.
Afang stared intently at the Adam's apple sliding down Yu Huan's slender neck, and hurriedly reached out her hand: "Sir, you can give me the empty bottle, I'll throw it away for you."
"This is troublesome!" Yu Huan lowered her head.
Afang took the bottle from Yu Huan and smiled as she took her leave.
It was thrown in the trash can next to the cashier.
I strolled to the entrance and stood opposite the thin, pointed-face man.
The thin, pointed-faced man pouted, covered his mouth, and whispered, "Why did you waste a bottle of Evian? You're clearly not the target audience."
"Don't you think this guy is handsome?" Afang glanced at Yu Huan from afar, her eyes sparkling.
"Being handsome won't put food on the table!" The skinny, pointed-face man rolled his eyes.
Suddenly.
I saw a tall, slender woman with her hands in her pockets walking briskly into their store.
The Hermès logo on the small, deep red crossbody bag slung across her body was incredibly eye-catching to her.
Her skirt fluttered in the wind, and the sneakers on her feet were even Gucci.
This person is clearly Armani's target audience!
She quickly stepped forward to greet her, smiling warmly, "Madam, is there anything you need?"
"Oh."
Lin Yourong casually agreed.
Look into the distance.
I saw Yu Huan looking around at the cosmetics counter, her chin resting on her hand with a bitter expression.
I couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Her face was hidden under full armor, and the two sales assistants found the smile of this elegant but faceless woman inexplicable.
"I'm just browsing," Lin Yourong said in a rough voice.
She strode up behind Yu Huan and quietly patted him on the shoulder.
Yu Huan suddenly turned around and saw that it was Lin Yourong. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "You're here!"
As soon as I breathed a sigh of relief, my heart jumped again.
That's way too damn expensive.
"Hmm, what are you looking at?" Lin Yourong asked in a low voice. Yu Huan listened to her voice.
For some reason, all my worries vanished, and I felt incredibly open-minded.
But then he said, "Would you like some water? We offer Evian water to our customers here!"
"I'm not thirsty," Lin Yourong shook her head.
Yu Huan smiled brightly and continued her previous words: "I'm looking at clothes and bags that would suit you, but after looking around, I feel that they all suit you! It's just that my wallet is a bit empty, and I'm thinking that I can only give you a set of lipsticks right now."
Hearing this, Lin Yourong smiled and nodded.
She took Yu Huan's hand and whispered in his ear, "Don't show me, I'm here to buy you clothes!"
She emphasized the words "I'll buy it for you".
"what?"
Yu Huan was stunned, her lips moved, but she couldn't say anything.
So it turns out I was just trying to buy him clothes?
Damn!
My vocal cords are back at home again.
The saleswoman with the thin, pointed chin followed closely behind, watching them whisper to each other, seemingly unsure of what they were saying.
They even ended up holding hands!
This young man wearing Hongxing Erke clothes and this girl dressed in top luxury clothes are actually a couple?
What's the situation?
In her keenly discerning eyes, the two were from completely different worlds!
But after glancing at Yu Huan's face, it's no wonder.
This is clearly a poor boy who was favored by fate, born with a handsome appearance, and was noticed by a rich girl.
Yu Huan, lost in thought, was led by Lin Yourong towards the men's clothing area.
Seeing that they still went straight to the high-end ready-to-wear section, the thin, pointed-face man became even more enthusiastic.
He quickly followed suit.
Yu Huan's mind seemed to freeze until a solicitous voice sounded behind her: "If you two like it, you can give it a try first."
He suddenly came to his senses.
I turned my head and glanced at the thin, V-shaped-faced saleswoman behind me.
She leaned forward gently from three steps away, clasped her hands over her stomach, and wore a sincere smile, showing utmost respect and attention.
Yu Huan turned her head and leaned closer to Lin Yourong, whispering in her ear.
"Forget it, what kind of clothes do I need you to buy me? I don't know if you spent any money on your album, but the 100,000 yuan you gave me before was all borrowed from your best friend."
He had glanced at the place once before and immediately fled.
A three-piece suit costs no less than 20,000 yuan. Given his current financial situation, who can afford that?
"I have a credit card!" Lin Yourong's mask bulged slightly, and Yu Huan could clearly see her pout.
He spoke too bluntly.
Did I upset her?
Yu Huan was genuinely distressed about her money!
“It doesn’t have to be this expensive,” Yu Huan glanced at the suit Lin Yourong had brought him to see, and thought to himself that she had a taste for this kind of thing. He compromised and said, “How about we go and take a look at Seven Wolves later?”
2012 was a glorious moment for Septwolves, when it was at its peak, with more than 4000 stores and revenue exceeding 34 billion yuan.
At this time, it can be called the number one men's clothing brand in China, and it is popular all over the country.
The girl was very serious at that moment, and Yu Huan was not joking or teasing her at all.
As he spoke, he grabbed Lin Yourong's hand, wanting to go to the cosmetics store to get her a set of lipsticks. After all, he had accepted a bottle of water from her, so he had to make some purchases.
Unexpectedly.
Lin Yourong froze on the spot.
The person behind, with a thin, pointed face, kept glancing at him.
Although I couldn't hear what they were whispering about, it seemed like this poor kid was ungrateful and looked down on being a kept man.
He's quite arrogant; he doesn't want a rich woman to buy him clothes.
She quickly smiled and said, "I think this gentleman has a very good head-to-body ratio, a standard nine-head body, tall, broad shoulders and long legs, and this slicked-back hairstyle is perfect for pairing with a suit."
What she said is absolutely true.
Instead of focusing on the poor boy's clothes, after a careful look, one is surprised to find that, apart from his face, his figure is also quite outstanding.
have to.
After hearing those words, Lin Yourong was probably too exhausted to walk.
Looking at her stubborn appearance, Yu Huan suddenly felt that she was in a difficult situation.
"What did you think I went to all that trouble to do your hair this morning? I've already planned how to dress you up!" Lin Yourong tugged at Yu Huan's hand.
Yu Huan didn't exert any effort, but moved her feet, letting her drag her closer.
Seeing that Yu Huan was no longer being coy, Lin Yourong let go of his hand and went to help him choose clothes.
He asked in a gruff voice, "What size was that suit you wore before?"
"Oh? Is that the one we wore when we got our marriage certificate?"
"Mm." Lin Yourong nodded.
Hearing their conversation, the thin, V-shaped saleswoman was immediately dumbfounded.
What the hell?
Mist grass!
These two people, who seem to have absolutely no connection, actually got married?
Forcing herself to suppress her shock, she was about to use her well-rehearsed words when Yu Huan suddenly turned around.
He said apologetically to her, "I'm so sorry."
Then, he waved to Afang, who was looking over at him from under the doorway.
Afang was actually very upset.
On my first day at work, I had already memorized the rules and regulations perfectly. According to the schedule, this lady should have been the one receiving her.
The thin, pointed-faced woman was also unhappy to see this scene. Earlier, Afang had handed Yu Huan a bottle of water, which she took as a way of giving this poor boy to Afang before going to greet this rich girl.
its not right!
She thought about it carefully.
This poor young man must be her customer!
Yu Huan grinned and continued, "Sister, Afang is my personal sales assistant, sorry, sorry."
"It's alright, sir. Have a pleasant shopping experience." She wore a formulaic smile, her fingers clenched tightly until her knuckles turned white, and she walked away with a cold, hard gait.
As Afang brushed past her, she couldn't contain her joy and jogged over, stopping to give a slight bow: "It's a pleasure to serve you both, sir. I can take your measurements first to ensure your attire is appropriate and comfortable."
Lin Yourong turned around and was stunned by what she saw.
After a moment, she said in a low voice, "I'll take care of it."
Upon hearing this, Afang gave a formulaic smile. This woman, who never even shows her face, is really possessive of her food.
Afang was naturally curious about her identity, but she shouldn't ask questions she shouldn't.
Armani is Italy's top luxury brand.
Italian suits are divided into three schools: Milanese, Roman, and Neapolitan.
Overall, the colors are quite vibrant, and the designs all lean towards a casual and comfortable style.
As long as it fits well, it won't make people think you're a salesperson going out to meet clients, or someone selling insurance or doing real estate.
It lacks the armor-like feel of British style and the loose, baggy look of American style, emphasizing body shape.
A suit is formal wear, but an Italian suit is not so formal and is more suitable for everyday wear.
With Afang's guidance, Lin Yourong meticulously measured Yu Huan's size with a soft measuring tape.
Without hesitation, I picked out a light brown Italian Roman-style suit for him.
The set consisted of three pieces: a jacket, pants, and a vest, with a white plaid shirt chosen as the final piece.
Pair it with a royal blue and silver striped tie.
After Yu Huan came out of the fitting room.
Afang, her eyes lighting up, began showering him with professional-level flattery:
"Sir, you have such a great figure, this outfit fits you perfectly, it looks like haute couture!"
(End of this chapter)