I'm really not a scumbag

The foreigner was very enthusiastic. When he learned that it was Lin Fang who wanted to customize the suit, he said a lot with a smile on his face.

What makes people feel embarrassed is that he speaks British English with a strong local accent. Anyway, Lin Fang, who has passed CET-4, didn't understand a word.

He looked at the female clerk and said, "My English is not very good, and I only have a few loose sentences. Could you please translate it?"

"what!"

The female clerk said embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Taylor is a Scot with a heavy accent. He wants to ask you to stand up, he has to think a little bit."

Lin Fangyiyan got up, and the foreigner Tyler kept "wow" several times, turning around him, his eyes were hot, and he was muttering words, as if he was engaging in an evil ritual, which made him very uncomfortable.

This time, without waiting for Lin Fang to ask questions, the female clerk consciously translated: "Teacher Taylor said that your body shape is very standard. It is the best oriental body shape he has ever seen. It is simply a hanger. Can help you It is his honor to make clothes."

"Emmmm...Teacher Taylor also said that he will stay in Jincheng for a while to make clothes for you. The special fabrics of Shijiabao are made for you. They should be proud..."

"In addition..."

Halfway through the translation, the female clerk suddenly stopped. She looked at Lin Fang with complicated eyes and continued: "In addition, Mr. Taylor said that she needs to measure for you personally. It may touch you. Please relax. Think. Although the British gentleman has the nickname of a corrupt country gentleman, and the fashion industry is particularly serious, he is not."

Originally, Lin Fang was quite relaxed. When Taylor said this, and the female clerk translated it like this, he suddenly became a little nervous.

"Yang...Yang..."

He Naibin couldn't hold back a laugh. He leaned close to Lin Fang and whispered: "Brother Fang, you have to believe in your charm. You can kill both men and women, young and old! He was not before, but now he can be!"

"Nai Bin, You Dao is your heartfelt voice. Listening to what you mean, do you have that kind of idea? Then, should I trouble this young lady and translate it for you, so that foreigners can take you to gain insight?"

"I was wrong, let him go! I am He Naibin, a straight steel man, I would rather bend than bend. I definitely don't have the idea of ​​knowing men and adding men to men. Please don't take it to heart!"

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the intention.

The female clerk originally thought that Lin Fang had a tendency to be corrupt, but this was only a little bit lighter.

Now that Lin Fang is normal in that aspect, there is no need for three flats to be better than one round, his eyes light up, and his heart is secret.

Now everyone's social circle is narrower than one, and I can't find it. I can't find it. I don't like what others recommend. I want to find a random one, but I can't pass the barrier in my heart.

It's rare to encounter such a high-quality little brother. If you fail, you must first get your contact information!

Even if he doesn't get his heart in the end, the person who gets him is an experience!

Lin Fang didn't know it at all, and a girl's coveting heart for him was rapidly swelling right next to him.

He and He Naibin exchanged a few words, and then relaxed again. When Taylor helped him measure, they could finally treat each other as a tool man calmly.

The measurement is meticulous, and meticulous means trouble.

The conservative rigidity carved into the bones of the British makes them accustomed to doing things according to ancient habits.

It took a full half an hour for Taylor to finish the last step, instructed the female salesperson, and politely quit.

The female clerk understood and turned to Lin Fang and said, "Sir, our custom program usually lasts ten to twelve weeks. Mr. Taylor said that he will postpone other tasks in his hand and work for you for two weeks. That is Say, in half a month, you will be able to get your clothes, congratulations!"

"So long?"

Lin Fang remembered that when he was a child, he accompanied his mother to make clothes. An old tailor could make a few pieces of clothes a day, and when he made more, he made ten pieces a day, and several of them were Tang suits with complicated workmanship.

Apart from a ruler and scissors, the tailor has only one sewing machine.

No matter how complicated the suit is, it should be able to make it in three or five days, right?

Taylor, a foreigner, actually took two weeks, I don't know why.

"Quite soon. Brother Fang, don't you know that foreigners can work overtime without working overtime."

He Naibin answered Lin Fang's confusion in a timely manner: "Furthermore, the old folks on Savile Street admire handwork, and they are a group of particularly conservative people who repel modern craftsmanship, so the speed has slowed down. His surname is Taylor, translator. Come here is what the tailor means, the craftsmanship must be good!"

Lin Fang was actually not in a hurry to wear it, but was in conflict with the inherent impression of custom-made clothes in his heart, and asked curiously.

After confirming that there is no problem, I started to check out with my card.

Lin Fang paid here, but Wu Qingsong received the text message.

Seeing that there was a consumption record of 200,000 yuan, Wu Qingsong held the desk, feeling a little breathless in his chest.

I let you spend, you spend, are you so obedient?

Two hundred thousand!

This is two hundred thousand!

You brush a few more times anyway, the amount is smaller, I don't look so exciting!

You buy a watch for one piece of 190,000 yuan, and another piece of clothing for 200,000 yuan!

Why can't you go to heaven if you can spend money so much?

Wu Qingsong slowed down for a while and called the secretary: "Xiao Yang, go to the drugstore downstairs and buy me a few bottles of quick-acting heart-relief pills, and send them directly to me. No, no, I have a good heart. I feel that the pressure in these two days is relatively high and I need to protect my heart!"

After hanging up the phone, Wu Qingsong rubbed his forehead and called Finance again, asking her to transfer another 200,000 yuan to the official business card.

As a senior lawyer, Wu Qingsong often mentions the term "sunk cost" to newcomers.

He never imagined that he would still face sunk costs if he was so big.

Four hundred thousand has been smashed down, and there hasn't been a single splash. If you don't continue to smash it, it will definitely not work. Wu Qingsong can only bite the bullet and support Lin Fang.

Even if the director was held accountable at this time, he could only bear it, even for Lin Fang.

Because this is his sunk cost!

On the other hand, Lin Fang paid the money and brought out the small gift presented by Huntsman. He Naibin came over and asked him: "Brother Fang, do you want to buy and buy next? If you don’t, can you help me? Deal with a little thing?"

"Don't buy it. What's the matter?"

Before the whole morning had passed, he had already spent 400,000 yuan. After he was happy, Lin Fang felt that he needed to restrain himself.

He was thinking, first contact Fuhao to see what the situation is with this person.

Unexpectedly, He Naibin actually asked for something.