Hey Sir, I'm Interested In Your Genes

Xia Dong didn't bother to pay attention to him. He asked the waiter to take some suits with better texture and put them in his arms, "go in and have a try."

"Oh -" Fu Wei dragged his long voice lazily, holding his clothes into the fitting room.

People rely on clothes, horses rely on saddles, and Fu Wei, a ruffian, comes out in a suit. He is a man of more than seven meters tall and handsome against the background of his clothes. He also has the taste of a handsome man. Of course, we should ignore his messy yellow hair.

"Not bad, just these three sets."

Xia Dong chose three suits and matched them with three shirts for the waiter to wrap.

After swiping the card, she took him to the leather shoes store next door and bought two pairs of leather shoes for him.

Then there are ties, belts, briefcases.

There are many bags.

Xia Dongfeng walked ahead, and Fu Wei followed him with a big bag and a small bag. "Sister, sister, you walk slowly, I can't keep up --"

Xia Dong turned around and threw him a disdainful look, "I can't twist such a little thing. It's a shame to be a man!"

Fu Wei said unconvinced, "these things are very heavy. If you don't believe it, try it!"

Xia Dong glanced at him and said calmly, "the strawberries packed by my parents are much heavier than these things. Have you heard them cry 'so heavy' in more than ten years?"

Fu Wei opened his mouth and wanted to say something. Finally, he didn't say anything. A touch of pink appeared on his handsome face.

Summer and winter were enough. He turned and left and said, "hurry up. We still have a lot to do."

Fu Wei was stunned and hurried to catch up, "come on, sister, wait for me -"

They walked out of the department store one after another and just passed Xia Zhensheng.

Xia Dong did not squint and did not notice Xia Zhensheng.

Xia Zhensheng noticed them, but he didn't mean to call Xia Dong. At the same time, he wondered what was going on with the young man behind her who called her "sister"?

Xia Dong parked the BMW outside a hair salon and looked at Fu Wei, "get off."

Fu Wei followed Xia Dong into the hair salon. A waiter immediately greeted him, "two, what do you need?"

Xia Dong looked at Fu Wei and said, "Miss, please design a hairstyle for him and dye his hair black."

Fu Wei said anxiously, "wait, sister, I don't want to dye black!"

Xia Dong raised his hand and knocked on his head, "you're like this. You're a bad boy. You have to change your image."

"But --"

"No, but!" Xia Dong threatened him with his eyes. He finally kept silent and pursed his mouth to sulk.

The waiter smiled. "Is there a familiar hairdresser?"

Xia Dong said, "no, arrange your chief hairdresser."

"OK, this way, please."

Xia Dong sat in the waiting hall and looked through the magazine in her hand. Two hours later, Fu Wei's hairstyle was finally done. When he appeared in front of her, she almost couldn't believe her eyes.

Fu Wei is now wearing a white shirt and black trousers. His fresh black hair is full of texture luster. His irregularly cut bangs are inclined to one side. He is very slim, showing that his handsome face is more and more beautiful and handsome, and his spirit is capable.

Xia Dong smiled with satisfaction, walked up to him and put his hand to his ear.

He quickly covered his ears, "sister, my dear sister, I have only this little personality left. Leave it for me!"

"Don't even think about it." Xia Dong pulled his finger open, took off the earrings on his ears and threw them into the dustbin.

Fu Wei stared at the trash can with a sad face.

"All right, look at your promise." Xia Dong pushed his shoulder, "look at yourself in the mirror."

Fu Wei turned around and looked at himself in the mirror. He was dressed in a suit and shoes and had a smart hairstyle. It was just the expression on his face and his body movements... It was so ugly... It looked like a little gangster wearing the wrong clothes.

"Raise your head, straighten your chest, tuck in your belly and lift your hips -" Xia Dong patted the corresponding parts of his body one by one with a magazine in a serious voice, "put away your obscene expression. From today on, you are a white-collar worker!"

White collar?

This word is far away and strange from Fu Wei.

Somehow, looking at the strange self in the mirror, he suddenly had a strange feeling. Subconsciously, with the action of shooting him with a magazine in summer and winter, he raised his head, gradually converged the expression on his face, learned from the white-collar workers in the street, and his lips were slightly hooked, revealing a trace of smile.

The image in the mirror immediately changed.

Although his face is still childish, he is handsome, tall and gentle.

"Very good!" Xia Dong did not hide his appreciation for him and patted him on the shoulder. "That's it. Awei, congratulations on your first step. Remember, personal image is very important, because the first impression of others on you starts with your clothes and appearance. Clothes can not only leave beauty to the opposite party, but also reflect your personal temperament, personality and inner world. Proper speech and generous manners are the second step. Go and take you to a place. "

Fu Wei has a magical feeling that he has entered another world. For the first time, he feels that he can't help leaning towards that image when he puts on any clothes.

Xia Dong took him to a etiquette training center. The training teacher was Belinda. When Xia Dong was the editor in chief of charm magazine, he once made an exclusive interview for Belinda, so they made some friends privately.

Belinda is a tall and charming lady. She has very beautiful brown curly hair. She warmly extends her arms, hugs Xia Dong and cries happily, "Wow, Xia Dong, what brings you?"

Xia Dong smiled, "Belinda, your career is getting better and better. Congratulations."

Belinda shrugged and joked, "how can you compare with you? Your husband is handsome and golden, and the children are cute and clever. You are the envy of all women."

"Just make fun of me." Xia Dong quickly pulled Fu Wei over and said, "Belinda, this is my brother Fu Wei. He has just entered the society. Please teach him some basic etiquette."

"OK, no problem. You know, my courses are all one week. Does your brother have time?"

"Yes," Xia Dong turned to Fu Wei, "awei, talk to Belinda first."

Belinda generously stretched out her right hand and said with a smile, "Hello, Fu Wei, I'm a etiquette training teacher, Belinda."

Fu Wei stretched out his right hand nervously, held her, and said, "Hello, teacher."

Belinda smiled more and said kindly, "just call me Belinda, and I'll call you awei."

Fu Wei's white face was flushed.

Belinda's etiquette course starts at 7 p.m. every day and lasts for an hour and a half, a total of seven days.