Chapter 1114 1114. Buying clothes
Just after Laba, people were coming and going in the city. Lu Chuan followed Song Tan's pickup truck to the basement of the shopping mall.
As soon as he got off the car, Song Tan came over and asked in a low voice: "Can you make chive and meat floss cake rolls?"
Lu Chuan was confused for a moment, and then replied: "I haven't done it before, but the cake making is similar. Just read the tutorial... Do you want to eat it?"
Song Tan raised the corners of his mouth and nodded heavily: "Yes!"
Then she naturally ordered: "Make two for me tonight, let me taste them first."
Lu Chuan’s doubts deepened, but he did not refuse:
“Okay, I’ll check online first to see what ingredients are needed, and I’ll buy them together.”
Song Tan nodded, looked him up and down again, and then patted his arm: "Please make it delicious!"
It’s so weird.
Lu Chuan thought to himself that Song Tan was good at speaking bluntly and was not polite at all. But most of the time, she wouldn't take this kind of natural attitude with herself.
He simply turned his head and looked at Lu Jing inquiringly. He saw that the other person's eyes were sparkling and her cheeks were flushed. She was obviously extremely happy!
Lu Chuan:…
I don’t know why, but I always feel that the other party has done something.
However, just as he was about to ask, he saw that Lu Jing had already trotted to Ulan's side. Now she happily walked over to him, lowered her head and started chattering to Ulan.
After a while, the two of them turned to look at him, and then at Song Tan, with unstoppable satisfaction in their expressions.
Lu Chuan was about to speak but stopped.
Another mobile phone was handed over to him. Next to him was Song Sancheng who smiled excitedly: "Lu Chuan, what do you think of the configuration of this car?"
With this interruption, the person entered the elevator directly. Since there were other people waiting on the side, he could only sigh silently in the end.
…
This mall is not too big, but it is one of the best in Yuncheng. It has everything from movie theaters to food courts, which is very suitable for Song Tan's one-stop shopping needs.
The first thing, of course, is to look at women’s clothing!
Such six or seven people shopping together are quite eye-catching, especially Lu Chuan, Song Tan, and the youthful and sunny Qiao Qiao, which are even more eye-catching.
However, compared to Qiao Qiao's aimlessness, Song Tan went straight to the topic: "Let's go try on clothes!"
But obviously, Song Tan is not without aesthetics. For example, when she looked at the counter she entered, the price of clothes should be among the best in this mall.
For example, Ulan picked up a blue sweater and took a look at it. The four-digit price shocked her.
"This is too expensive..." Ulan murmured, "I want to leave" written on his face.
The salesperson who followed up from the side quickly laughed: "Auntie, you have such good taste. This is our designer model! Wear it to cover your waist..."
“No, no,” Ulan waved his hands repeatedly: “It’s too expensive, not suitable for me.”
"It doesn't matter," the other party said sincerely: "Try it! Auntie, when buying clothes, you can't just look at the cheapness, the fit is very important! Our products are expensive because they are worth it! Come on, let me pick a size for you. , you try it!”
Wulan could roll up her sleeves and curse at people in the village, but she was too embarrassed to refuse when people were kind and smiling. What's more, Song Tan also nodded: "Just try it if you like it, it's okay, Mom." She shook her phone:
“I have money!”
Well, Ulan also knew that my daughter could earn a lot of money. She hesitated awkwardly and then took the clothes into the fitting room.
Lu Jing and Qiao Qiao looked back and forth on the clothes rack, and then said, "Wow! This color is so beautiful!"
After a while, he sighed again: “This material is so slippery!”
And Lu Jing secretly glanced at Lu Chuan, who was sitting silently without expressing an opinion, and couldn't help but sigh -
Why is it a piece of wood? You are particular about your own clothes, so choose one for Tantan too! At this moment, Ulan came out of the fitting room.
To be honest, the new clothes don’t look good.
The blue sweater is too long, but the length is subtle, which is not friendly to a short person like Ulan. The knitted texture is quite delicate, but the cut of the material is not stiff enough, and the waistline is not wide enough, so that when Wu Lan wears it, her belly is stretched out...
Song Tan shook his head decisively: "It's inappropriate."
Lu Jing also shook her head: "No, no, let's change the style...I'll pick another one."
“Oh, Auntie, you look so fashionable in this!”
The sudden compliment was matched by the enthusiastic smile of the salesperson: "Blue makes your skin look whiter, but it needs to be paired with waist-controlling leggings and a belly-controlling belt underneath. It will look better if you wear one set." Let’s find it for you to try!”
Everyone:…
Very good, just praise it!
“No, no!” Ulan decisively refused: “This is not suitable for me, and it’s too expensive. Forget it…”
She was heartbroken again when she looked at the tag in the fitting room. The most expensive sweater in the past only cost more than 100 yuan, but now it cost ten times. It was really a test for her!
As she said that, she turned around and entered the fitting room. She took out her clothes after a while. She was still wearing her old sweater.
The salesperson's expression remained unchanged, and he quickly put away the clothes while greeting her: "Auntie, let's take a look again!"
She was so enthusiastic that Ulan was too embarrassed to refuse, so he nodded: "Then I'll see..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard the salesperson say: "Our clothes are indeed a bit expensive, but many people can't afford the designer's original designs, so they don't understand. Auntie, this one on you has pilling. It's estimated to be dozens of pieces." You can buy it for only 1,000 yuan, but there is a big gap compared to ours, which contains more than 1,000 pieces of wool..."
Song Tan looked over.
The smile on the salesperson's face remains unchanged, and the problem with his words is not big.
However, the tone was not so friendly, but rather acrimonious.
Even Song Tan, who is not short of money, sounds sharp at this moment, let alone Ulan, who is reluctant to give up money.
Just as she was about to speak, she heard Lu Chuan say:
“The 13% wool content is worth mentioning? As for the original design...did the original designer tell you to use such a loose material?”
He smiled, but his eyes were sharp. The dark green sweater embroidered with golden owls was paired with a snow-white shirt, which made his skin look even more white and his expression cold.
He has always been calm and gentle, but at this moment, he is particularly heart-wrenching: "When doing sales, do it well. What the customers wear has nothing to do with you."
The smile on the salesperson’s face froze.
After a while, she could no longer hold back her smile, and her face instantly turned red.
The next moment, she forced a smile and said: "I didn't say anything..."
But no one paid attention to her anymore. Lu Chuan looked at his phone: "Auntie, I looked at the map of the shopping mall. There is Ordos in front of me. Let's go shopping there."
"Huh?" Ulan's discomfort was choked back by him, and now it was gone. At this moment, his thoughts only follow Lu Chuan:
“Ordos? Wouldn’t that be too old-fashioned... I feel like they are all worn by Grandma Tantan... I want to buy something fashionable to visit relatives during the New Year..."
"I know, I know." Lu Chuan walked beside her with a smile and explained warmly: "Ordos also has many sub-brands, and I even bought a lot of clothes here..."
Update 1.
There are a lot of trainings in shopping malls now, and face slapping can only be seen in luxury stores where red and white faces cooperate.
Ordos has several sub-brands, such as 1436/1980/blue, etc. If you are in need of cashmere, [highlight], you can go to the physical store to try it during the special offer.
Not so for a rough person like me. I wear Youxku.
(End of this chapter)