A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

The interior of the store is fresh and elegant, and there are three dresses designed by Shu Ange in the window.

Sales are limited, only one piece per day, and customers can’t make an appointment in advance.

The dresses she designed are novel and generous in tailoring, which can reveal the beauty and softness of women of different ages to the greatest extent.

There were also girls before, who were one size fatter than the dresses on sale, but I liked this style so much that I bought it at a high price without hesitation.

The dresses hanging in the window have attracted many fashion-conscious young women into the store.

"Can you take this red waist dress down and let me try it on?"

When another customer entered the store, Shu Ange smiled and replied, "Of course, you can wait a moment."

She took off the dress and handed it to the customer, who held the new dress and happily entered the fitting room.

After changing the skirt, the other party came out of the fitting room and couldn't help saying "wow" when he looked in the mirror: "It's so beautiful, my bucket waist is outlined by the skirt into a small waist."

"Beauty is too modest, your waist is not thick at all."

"How much is the skirt?"

The girl obviously likes the skirt on her body very much, and she is reluctant to take it off and look in the mirror from a different angle.

"Boss Wang, I'm not too late, please help me wrap the skirt I liked yesterday."

Just as the girl in the red dress was asking for the price, a young girl with short hair and blue denim overalls rushed in outside the store.

Her eyes were round and bright, looking at Boss Wang earnestly.

"Sorry, some customers have already seen dresses from the new fashion series today. Let me first ask this beauty if she is willing to buy it. The unit price of this red dress is 800 RMB."

"Ah, it costs 800 RMB, can I get a discount?"

The girl who tried on the new dress was surprised, and her hand to touch the cuff became a little cramped.

Her monthly salary is only more than 2,000, and she can't bear to spend nearly half of the money on a dress.

Even in the mirror, she is really beautiful in her new dress, like Cinderella who is about to go to the ball.

"Sorry, we don't discount our new fashion collection. You see, we have the designer's signature embroidered on the inner collar, and each dress is unique."

At this time in China, apart from people in the fashion and entertainment circles, ordinary people still don't know much about brand effects and private design concepts.

"Oh, thanks, I'll go back and think about it, come back another day."

The girl reluctantly changed out of the red dress, put on her own clothes again, and left with regret.

Much later, when Shu Ange became a world-renowned designer, fans unearthed her early outfits.

When a dress even fetched a high price of 50,000 yuan, the girl realized what she had missed.

When the short-haired girl saw the person leave, she took out her wallet excitedly: "Boss Wang, please help me wrap the royal blue dress I tried yesterday, the one thousand yuan."

"Tsk, there's a thousand yuan for dresses in this store? Little girl, don't be deceived. One thousand yuan is enough for you to go to the mall and choose a good brand."

When Zhong Mengmeng came into the store with her handbag, she just heard the words of the short-haired girl, and looked around looking for Lu Daizhen's figure, and made a sarcastic sentence by the way.

"Miss, please be careful, the new fashion series clothing is created by our specially invited designers, and it is limited to one piece in the world."

At the beginning, when Boss Wang repeated these words, his face burned with embarrassment.

After spending a few days with Shu Ange, she was deeply conquered by her personal charm, and it was a great honor to talk about the four-character limited edition in the world.

Zhong Mengmeng glanced around the store, but did not see Lu Daizhen, who was dressed in rustic and conservative clothes. Just as she was about to pouted, Deng Junda, who was beside her, suddenly shouted, "Daizhen, why don't you wear glasses."

She followed Deng Junda's line of sight, and jealousy crept into her heart instantly.

An almost completely unfamiliar delicate face appeared in Zhong Mengmeng's eyes.

On her chest is a nameplate with the words "Lv Daizhen", her hair is pulled back, and her big, clear and beautiful eyes remind people of the blue ocean.

The picture sent by my friend last time had very blurry pixels, only showing the profile of Lu Daizhen. Zhong Mengmeng had no idea that she had changed so much.

"Have you had plastic surgery?"

Zhong Mengmeng's voice was sharp, as if she had already decided that Shu Ange had undergone plastic surgery.

"Plastic surgery?" Shu Ange chuckled, the tassel earrings on the earlobes swayed, Deng Junda's mouth was dry, and he couldn't help but straighten his back.

"You must have had plastic surgery, otherwise how could you have changed so much."

"It's just a change of style. I'm always tired of wearing glasses. Manager Wang, please help the customers check out first, and I'll entertain these guests."

Manager Wang didn't know Zhong Mengmeng, but he could sense that the few of them were unkind: "Let me welcome them, after all—"

"It doesn't matter, I have some festivals with them, let me solve it."

"Daizhen, the relationship between us can be described with the word festival. It's too hurtful. You are so beautiful now, is it because of me?"

The vanity of men is always ridiculous, and the vanity of scumbags is sometimes even more stupid.

Zhuang Qiutong believes that she knows Lu Daizhen very well, but she has never seen her cousin's confident and elegant side.

While this made her unfamiliar, she also felt that something seemed out of control.

"If you are here to buy clothes, please take your time. If you are looking for trouble, please go out and turn right to the police station."

Lin Anlang carefully looked at the new girl in front of him. He had never seen a person before. After taking off his glasses and cutting his hair, the change would be so great.

In the past, Lu Daizhen had thick bangs, and her eyes were hidden under black framed eyes. Except for her pale skin, there was nothing attractive.

Now she is like a dazzling diamond, exuding fatal and charming charm.

As a man, even if he already has a fiancée, Lin Anlang still has restless thoughts: "Hello, cousin Zhen, I brought Qiutong to buy clothes. I didn't expect you to be a salesperson here."

Lin Anlang smiled warmly, Zhuang Qiutong coughed unhappily, reached out and tugged at the corner of his clothes, and stabbed him with his eyes.

They came to see Lu Daizhen's jokes today, not for her achievements!

The behavior of his fiancee made Lin Anlang feel that he had been shamed, and felt a little unhappy in his heart.

"Dai Zhen, why did you come to sell clothes? Is your uncle in good health? If you are short of money, I still have some here. You can use it first."

Zhuang Qiutong opened his wallet, took out a stack of red notes worth 1,000 yuan, and stuffed it into the Shu An singer.

"Father is very good, don't bother you, save the money to hire a lawyer."

Shu Ange glanced at the money that Zhuang Qiutong took out, and smiled sarcastically: "Oh, I'm afraid I can't hire a well-known lawyer for a thousand yuan. It's okay to pay for meals when you stay in jail."

"Dai Zhen, An Lang and I care about you with good intentions. Why do you want to hurt someone?"

Zhuang Qiutong held a stack of money in his hand, and his face was black as if someone had splashed ink.