This dead woman is just a rag. Does she have to be so close to explain to others?!
If the eyes can kill people through the screen, Mr. Zhang on the screen must be dead.
Qi Feng didn't speak. He looked at his nose and his heart.
In fact, since the young master came here and met Miss Ruan, he didn't find that his mood was much more lively than before.
He had nothing left but gloom and fury.
It seems that the world without Miss Ruan is gray.
But he knew he couldn't say it, and he and Julie knew it very well.
On the other side of the screen, Ruan Xiaomo is very expert in pointing to Mr. Zhang's washing label. Because the washing label is on the inside of his sewing line, she can't pick up other people's clothes, so she can only stand closer.
From the perspective of the monitor on the roof of the store, the visual error is caused, as if they were standing very close, too close to each other.
"Qi Feng." Finally, Jin liefeng couldn't help but stare at the screen with a knife in his voice: "get that man away for me!"
Ruan Xiaomo is not hypnotized what's wrong?!
Does she want such a hypocritical and vain man?
Besides, this man's character is rotten!
Why does she have such a bad eye for men?!
"Ah Sneeze
Chongmo was explaining. Suddenly he couldn't help sneezing.
She rubbed her arm and looked around in disbelief.
Strange, the temperature here is right, and there is no air conditioner, so she should not catch cold? How do you sneeze?
Just when she couldn't figure it out, she heard Mr. Zhang nearby say something unwillingly: "Miss Chong, you have a point, but if this dress won't recover, what should I do?"
His dress is not cheap. He only intended to wear it when he needed to be in the limelight.
I didn't expect to wear it today, but it's still such a thing.
"Of course, it's no problem, Mr. Zhang. She's a fashion designer. She's very familiar with the fabric properties of all kinds of clothes." Wang Xiaoxiao even said: "you believe her, she said that this can be dealt with, it must be dealt with!"
Chongmo Dynasty Wang Xiaoxiao threw a smile of thanks. At this time, her best friend believed and supported her professional ability.
Both girls said that, and Mr. Zhang was not suitable to continue to make trouble.
He looked around, finally restrained some arrogance, looked back for face and said: "in fact, it's not a matter of money. After all, I like this dress very much and appreciate its design. If it's destroyed, I mainly feel sorry that its design has been destroyed."
Chongmo just started from splashing water on him. How could he not know what he was thinking.
Chongmo didn't want to tear it down. He just felt that ordinary people really didn't need to touch such expensive things.
If it's just for a moment's vanity and face, people who buy it casually like the president of kW, just like those who buy a bag of instant noodles, it's bad if it's broken, or they may lose if they're tired of wearing it.
But it's unnecessary for Mr. Zhang, who has to offer a piece of clothing as a treasure because of the price.
Although she likes Leonard, the fashion King's clothing brand, she hasn't bought any. Just look at the style and press conference in the magazine and have fun.
The waiter had been scolded just now. He was dizzy and stood there in a daze, pitifully afraid to make a sound.
"Or so." Don't speak again.
She just said it for a while, but it didn't seem to be of any use, because Mr. Zhang was obviously still heartbroken. The appearance of this dress made her feel that she had better come by herself.
"You give me this shirt and I'll deal with it. I promise that when I exchange it with you again, this shirt will be as new as it is. There won't be any problem of dehydration, discoloration and out of shape!"
In this regard, although she has not been formally engaged in this field for a long time, due to her interest, she has rich experience in dealing with this kind of problem.
It's just a matter of time for her to get her clothes wet and get them back as they are.
Mr. Zhang's face showed some hesitation: "it's better not to use it, Miss Chong. It's the waiter who caused this, not you."
It's not that he doesn't want to give his clothes to this lady now. After all, the price of the clothes is not cheap. If it's so shrunk, he'll be distressed for a while.
But if he agrees very readily, it seems that he has too strong a purpose to save money.
Therefore, he still has to make some kind of refusal.
Chongmo held out his hand to him carelessly: "it doesn't matter. I'll come. I'll be fine soon."After thinking about it, Mr. Zhang was still reluctant to pay for the expensive purchase of clothes. Finally, he was embarrassed but nimbly took off his shirt and put on his suit coat with a vest inside.
"I'll trouble you." He handed the clothes to chongmodao.
"You're welcome."
Chongmo didn't think much. He took the clothes and asked the waiter who was still standing there: "do you have dry towel and hair dryer here? Please take me to an empty room so that I can take care of this dress
The waiter responded immediately. Knowing that he had escaped the huge compensation, he quickly nodded: "some, some! Come with me first, miss. I'll send you the towel and hair dryer later. "
Chongmo greets Wang Xiaoxiao, then turns around and follows the waiter to the empty rest room.
This farce is only temporarily settled.
Other women on the scene also know that Mr. Chen is not only good-looking, but also well-off, and can afford such expensive clothes. His eyes have changed a lot.
Don't fold the clothes and hang them on your arms. Follow the waiter to handle the clothes.
Because she was very familiar with this kind of thing, she quickly smoothed the clothes and the water stains on them, and returned to the blind date scene with a reborn shirt.
But she didn't know that her image of helping the waiters out just now fell to the boys, which had greatly changed her image of being silent at first.
Kindness, politeness and dexterity have become new labels to replace boredom.
This round, it is obvious that every man's interest in her has increased a lot, asking about her hobbies, asking her out to play, talking about everything.