At the beginning of divorce, help the younger brother demon

Chapter 79 What's Shortcoming?
Both Luo Min and Zhao Yuying's shoulders trembled, if it wasn't for the mystery of La Mer in their hands.

Maybe the two of them have fainted from laughter now.

The female clerk panicked too, holding the tape measure in her left hand, while her right hand stopped in the air awkwardly:

"Sir...we want to measure your measurements..."

"Our chairman is not used to being touched by others, so I'm sorry." Zhao Yuying walked over very considerately, took the tape measure from the female shop assistant, and then continued to laugh:
"Clothes in size M are fine."

"Oh! Yes, yes!"

Hearing Zhao Yuying's address to Chen Feng, the female clerk's eyes warmed up even more, and her tone couldn't help being a little respectful:

"That... I don't know which one this gentleman wants to try?"

"That's it." Zhao Yuying glanced at Chen Feng, and after Chen Feng nodded, she pointed to a gray suit.

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles. When Chen Feng walked out of the fitting room wearing a suit, the eyes of several women in the shop instantly focused on him.

"It seems quite handsome?" Luo Min said in a low voice, the golden light in his eyes almost burst out!

Rich and handsome!
I just don't know if I have a girlfriend!
"Sir, you are a natural clothes hanger."

"That's right, sir, if we didn't see you come out with our own eyes, we would even suspect that this is a new person!"

Green lights appeared in the eyes of the two female shop assistants, as if a wolf was stalking its prey.

Chen Feng ignored them, but turned to look at Zhao Yuying:

"what do you think?"

"Very good. Burberry's main focus is the aristocratic atmosphere. I was worried that it would not be able to support it, but now it seems that they complement each other."

Zhao Yuying expressed her opinion shortly, and continued to search the store with her eyes.

"Take this shoe and let him try it on!"

"And this tie and that collar!"

"Yes, cuffs too!"

Zhao Yuying was a little nervous at first, but later on, she completely let go of her instincts and pointed fingers at the rows of clothes.

I don't know if it's because Chen Feng was born with a clothes rack, or because Zhao Yuying's vision is really good.

The clothes that Su Chen matched, every set made him feel better than the last one.

"This one……"

"Let's have a rest." Chen Feng rubbed his legs and sat down on the sofa beside him.

For an hour, he worked as a model for a full hour. Although it was only a few steps from the fitting room to the mirror, but he walked dozens of times, no one could stand it!

"Oh!" Zhao Yuying shuddered, and then suddenly realized what she had just done.

Sticking out his tongue out of embarrassment, he returned to standing next to Luo Min, but his eyes were still somewhat regretful.

After all, every outfit she matched would give Chen Feng a sense of satisfaction.

If Chen Feng hadn't called to stop, maybe she would have tried on all the clothes in the store.

"Sir, these suits really look good on you." The two shop assistants said sincerely.

After all, they didn't do anything for this order, and it was as relaxed and comfortable as enjoying a private catwalk.

"Then pack everything." Chen Feng rubbed his legs with a calm tone.

"What?" The four women's eyes widened at the same time.

"Didn't you say that the clothes look good? Then buy them all." Chen Feng glanced at the four people who were making a fuss, with a puzzled tone:
"What? Can't you?"

"Yes! Of course!" A female shop assistant said loudly, and hurriedly ran to the counter to pick up the calculator, while the other rushed to the back of the counter, poured three cups of hot water and served them in front of the three.

"I'm sorry, sir, it's been so long since I've been here, and I haven't had time to let everyone drink a sip of water."

And the other female clerk had already lifted up the calculator excitedly, her tone trembling:
"Sir... are you sure you want to buy all these things?"

"How much?" Chen Feng slapped the bank card directly on the table to express his attitude.

"Twelve suits, twelve pairs of leather shoes, twenty ties, six collar clips, and thirty cufflinks. The total is 420 million."

Everyone focused their eyes on Chen Feng's face again, wanting to see his expression.

But Chen Feng never had any special expression on his face, he just nodded and waved to the female shop assistant:
"Swipe your card."

Twelve sets of clothes, no matter what, are enough to wear by myself for a year or two. If you round up like this, it is equivalent to [-] yuan a day!

Cheap!

Chen Feng, who had already changed into a suit, walked in front, while Luo Min and Zhao Yuying were stuck in traffic, carrying large and small bags, like two nannies who went to work in the city, and followed behind Chen Feng attentively.

"What's missing." Chen Feng looked at himself in the mirror.

The suit is straight, without any wrinkles, and the hair is also meticulously erected on the top of the head, and a few long bangs are slanted across the eyebrows.

"What's the shortcoming?"

(End of this chapter)