Shopping...so tired...
An hour later, Zheng Ren was as tired as a dog.
A commercial street with shiny marble, a store manager with a beautiful smile, everything just looks beautiful. In less than an hour, Zheng Ren had exhausted all his energy. His head was buzzing and aching, accompanied by nausea. He had not vomited, but he was probably close to vomiting the contents of his stomach.
When a woman goes shopping, she transforms into a super powerful one.
It's really scary, this is Zheng Ren's only thought.
Xiao Yiwenwen was weak and went shopping, becoming more and more energetic as she walked. Judging from her condition, it was normal for her to walk until she returned home at seven or eight o'clock in the evening. She was not tired at all, even though she had an almost all-night surgery last night.
Zheng Ren tried hard to hide his fatigue, carrying seven or eight bags in his hands, all of which were his own seasonal clothes in summer.
Don't be disappointed, after all, you are buying clothes for yourself. Although Xiao Yiren did not listen to his own advice and the price on each clothing label made Zheng Ren stunned, but...
Just try harder and be more energetic.
Zheng Ren didn't want to spoil the fun, so he cheered up and followed Xiao Yiren.
"Yiren, don't you buy something for yourself?" Zheng Ren asked after he came out of a men's clothing store, swiped his card to pay, and had two more bags in his hand.
"Well... I have clothes. During the time when you disappeared from the world, I delivered all the clothes from Haicheng." Xie Yiren said, "There are not many shortages. I will buy them for you first, and then we will talk about it after buying them."
"..." Zheng Ren looked at the clothes he was carrying and was speechless.
This is love, but this love is too heavy. Zheng Ren still feels more comfortable having surgery.
"Are you tired?" Xiao Yiren asked absently while looking at the clothes in the store and thinking about what Zheng Ren would look like wearing them.
"Not tired, not tired." No matter how mentally retarded Zheng Ren is, he will not make mistakes on this kind of issue.
As he said that, Zheng Ren suddenly felt that the aura on Xiao Yiren's body changed.
Uh... He immediately concentrated his attention, as if he was facing an emergency rescue.
"Miss Yiren, the new model has arrived. I was thinking of calling you, so here you are." The manager of a specialty store looked very familiar with Xie Yiren and said with a smile while standing at the door of the store.
"Really? How many styles are there? Is it a limited edition?" Xie Yiren said as he walked in.
The store manager glanced at Zheng Ren unnoticed and already made a judgment on the relationship between the two.
Zheng Ren was curious and looked up and saw that it was a Gerbe store. As for what gerbe sells, Zheng Ren has no idea at all.
After entering the door, Zheng Ren regretted it.
This is a specialty store for women's underwear. There are not many styles. It's not like a hypermarket where all kinds of underwear are hung up for fear that everyone won't know about it.
"Miss Yiren, the newly arrived thin silk style, retro nylon style, matches your temperament very well." The store manager began to talk.
She didn't say much, she just briefly introduced several new types of stockings. Although it is a recommendation, it still carries the arrogance of a century-old store.
Zheng Ren didn't understand a word. He glanced at the price and sighed in his heart.
Looking at translucent stockings, why are they so expensive
Xie Yi liked it very much. She was familiar with this place and ordered two pairs of stockings that fit her size.
"Zheng Ren, what do you think?" Xie Yiren asked subconsciously, holding a pair of stockings.
She didn't expect Zheng Ren's answer in her heart. She just got used to this way of asking questions, bought the stockings she wanted, and shared her joy with Zheng Ren.
Seeing Xie Yiren's happy smile, Zheng Ren felt hesitant.
How should I praise myself
I must praise it, but I don’t know anything about stockings. If a gentleman knows everything about stockings... I'm afraid only someone like Su Yun would do such a thing.
Silence, the store manager and sales lady looked over.
Zheng Ren felt the sweat on his forehead break out instantly.
this…
"Is it strong?" Zheng Ren held it in for 2.35 seconds before he said this.
The shopping guide and sales lady were startled at the same time. This was the first time someone asked such a question in a Gerbe store.
"Sir, since 1904, Gerbe has been insisting on using the most luxurious and expensive raw materials and the most complex and unique knitting techniques to design and weave the highest quality stockings." The sales lady explained professionally.
The shopping guide was more familiar with Xie Yi. She listened to the sales lady and quickly touched her with her elbow. With a smile on her face, she said: "Sir, it's not strong. It will break if you tear it."
"..." Zheng Ren was speechless.
"..." Xie Yiren looked up and glanced at the store manager and Zheng Ren in confusion, not knowing what they were communicating.
This answer made Zheng Ren sweat profusely.
explain
No explanation
In the end, he had no choice but to lower his head. Did he look so wretched
The store manager looked at Zheng Ren with a smile, feeling that he had penetrated this young man's heart.
After the little girl swiped the card and left, the sales lady came over and asked: "Store manager, why did you just say that it will break as soon as you tear it?"
"Miss Yiren is our big customer here." The store manager said confidently: "Can you see anything special about the people who came with her today?"
"No, he looks ordinary, but he wears pretty good clothes."
"Yes, do you think Miss Yiren can find an ordinary person? This kind of family pays attention to being well-matched. Rich young people, when they are bored, they will always play some tricks." The store manager showed a smile that said he had everything under control. .
"Well… "
"When you come to our store, have you ever heard someone ask you something like that?" The store manager took the trouble to explain, looking at the backs of Zheng Ren and Xie Yiren, he said with a smile: "Those who look honest and honest are all pretending! People like him are It's a good time to have fun with this kind of person. It's a pity that the new stockings are works of art and they will probably be torn when we go back."
…
Zheng Ren didn't know what the store manager said, but he blushed and walked behind Xie Yiren with his head lowered and carrying the bag.
"Zheng Ren, you are so lucky today. You just arrived at the new product launch." Xie Yiren said with a smile. She did not understand the content of what the store manager said.
"Oh, what brand is this?" Zheng Ren immediately changed the subject.
"Gerbe, a French brand. Each pair of Gerbe stockings is handmade in France. Every process is subject to extremely strict quality control. Finally, the stitching and stitching of the sock openings and waistband are completed by hand to maintain the gerbe quality. The noble quality of the brand. New limited-edition products are launched every season, which are highly collectible. Each piece is a work of art." Xie Yi, who is very familiar with Gerbe, said casually.
"By the way, what did you and the store manager say about tearing?"
The awkward atmosphere spread, and at this moment, Zheng Ren's phone rang.
Zheng Ren quickly stopped, put the bag on the ground, took out his phone, and felt full of gratitude.
Whoever made the call, I must thank him.