Rebirth of the tyrant

Chapter 603 The Last Competition (1)
"You are the person in charge here, tell me, who are you going to sell this clothes to?" Xu Mengying looked at the store manager, her eyes full of warning, not wanting to continue this unnecessary quarrel with the other party.

In any case, these two sets of clothes, she is determined to get them today!
The two people in front of her, no matter who they are, are not something she can offend as the manager of a small clothing store, but the chief designer of their brand is definitely not something she can offend, so, on balance , to be honest, is the best result.

For the first time, the store manager is extremely grateful to the designer for this intriguing rule, otherwise, she, an innocent person, would be involved in the fight between the wealthy families.

"I'm really sorry." Thinking of this, the store manager took a deep breath, then nodded slightly to the two of them, and said: "This parent-child outfit is the work that Miss Xiaoxiao, the chief designer of our company, cares about the most. , when selling these two sets of clothes here, Ms. Xiaoxiao once said that whoever wants to buy this dress should first send a photo of herself to her mobile phone. clothes; then send her a photo of the fitting, and finally wait for her final answer.” That is to say, whether it will be sold or not depends on the mood of the designer; or it can also be said , It depends on the designer himself, whether he likes you or not.

"So." After a slight pause with a professional arc and a professional smile, the store manager finally said: "All decisions about this dress are not made by me alone. I sincerely apologize here.”

"It's so troublesome!" Hearing what the store manager said, Yang Xiaoxin and Ling Miaomiao glanced at each other; for the photos, they seemed to only have photos of Xiaoxi wearing a military uniform, but if it was a photo of herself trying on it, they seemed, really couldn't get it Come out.

I don't know if we can discuss it; because they really think that only Leng Xi and Leng Mengmeng can really wear their own taste in that parent-child outfit, although they are not parent-child.

"Do I have to try it on myself?" Yang Xiaoxin asked after thinking for a while.

"Yes." The store manager nodded respectfully, this is the rule; and the rules of playing card designers, no one has dared to violate the rules, because you have no idea how many people who love her clothes stand behind her lady.

"How about, let's send the photos of Xiaoxi and Mengmeng to see first, what do you think?" Ling Miaomiao leaned closer to Xu Mengying's ear and said.

They thought, if the designer really has vision, he must know who should sell these two sets of clothes as long as he sees the photos.

"You two, do you agree?" Seeing that there was no voice from either side, the store manager asked again, "If both of you agree, then stand still so that I can take a photo and send it over."

"Okay." The woman nodded, walked up to the store manager, and made a pose that she thought was the most coquettish.

I really don't know whether to tease people or breastfeed.

"Miss Xu, may I ask the three of you, who wants to try on this dress?" To be honest, whether it was the cow just now... oh no... a woman, or the three girls in front of me, I feel that none of them are very suitable for that suit. Whether it's body shape or temperament.

After all, most of the time, in fact, it is not people who choose clothes, but clothes, who choose people!

"Actually, it's not that we want to wear it ourselves, but we want to buy it for our friends." Xu Mengying looked at the store manager and said, "How about I send you the photos."

(End of this chapter)