A underwear brand in the mall
"Ha ha, I didn't expect that the relationship between you and your idol has improved by leaps and bounds. Now you have to buy him pants."
Song Yin's voice is not very loud, but she has a big laugh, which attracts the attention of the sales.
The salesperson quickly came up to the reception and said, "what can I do for you two ladies?"
Song Yin took the lead in saying, "my friend wants to buy underwear for her partner. What can I recommend?"
Xia Ran Ran has no experience and really doesn't know what to buy. It's a good choice for the salesman to recommend.
Ah, she was a little regretful and agreed.
Originally, this was not what she wanted to do, but Feng Yuan said that there was something urgent and there was no time, so he asked her.
The shopping mall is not far from the hospital. She begged Feng Yuan to help her.
I just didn't expect that what Feng Yuan asked her to help is to buy little pants for Huo Zheng.
The salesman continued to ask, "I don't know which type and fabric your partner likes?"
"I, I don't know. I'll come whichever is more expensive."
Originally, the salesperson wanted to recommend it. Now when I listen to it, I only know that it's a big money.
Their brand of things are very expensive, she also said that which expensive to which, which for their sales staff, is the most beautiful sentence.
Her sales performance this month is expected, so she is very hard to recommend.
Xia Ran Ran looked at her recommendation, one after another, and the more she listened, the more red faced she was.
Then she cut the railway: "needless to say, all wrapped up, the number to ten times."
She doesn't want to come back to such a shop. She always feels too shy.
The salesperson's smile became more cordial, and she quickly replied, "OK, miss."
"What size would you like, miss?"
Size?
What Feng Yuan didn't tell her is that this is the first time she has bought it. She doesn't know what size she wants.
She doesn't have Feng Yuan's contact number, and it's even more impossible to ask Huo Zheng, but she plans to buy it and give it to Feng Yuan directly, so that Feng Yuan can keep it secret. It can't be said that she bought it.
"If you don't know the size, miss, it's not good to place an order."
Xia Ranran wants the salesperson to buy all the sizes, but she has bought a lot of quantity and all the sizes, which can't be packed in several bags. She will certainly attract people's attention at that time.
No, absolutely not noticeable.
So Xia Ran Ran recalled that she might know.
Because she touched it before.
At the thought of that day, she released Huo Zheng with her hand. Her face was like a drop of blood. Song Yin was shocked.
Song Yin even wanted to poke Xia Ranran's face to see if there would be blood. It should be congested. It's so red.
What's hard to answer? Just buy it all back. If you really want to know, let her hack into the system to investigate.
There will always be records in the hospital, maybe.
Song Yin, a straight girl who has never been in love, only believes in technology.
She picked up the mobile phone, just want to check, heard Xia Ranran whispered: "XXL."
"OK, I'll prepare the goods for you right now. Please sit here and have some fruit to have a rest."
The salesman leaves excitedly. Song Yin's eyes are eager to turn into golden eyes. He stares at Xia ran.
"I'll do it. Is your progress going to be like this?"
"It's not what you think, it's not."
Song Yincai didn't believe it: "hum, I don't believe it. You even know the size of my idol."