403: Slap in the face(1/4)
The first time Zheng Mei saw this skirt, she felt that it was tailor-made for Song Hua.
Song Hua's figure and temperament fit her perfectly.
But the counter sister didn’t think so.
After all, when the designer designed this skirt, he designed it according to the perfect body proportions.
Not just peripheral leaves.
Even international models came to try it out.
However, it is either too big or cannot be worn.
Others wore it, but after the designer reviewed it, he found that the temperament was not enough, making the whole person look dull, so he refused to sell it.
As a result, the skirt has been out for nearly a year, but it still has not been sold.
Moreover, there are many people as confident as Zheng Mei.
But when they actually put on this dress, they realized that they were not worthy of such a high-end dress.
Zheng Mei looked at the clerk and asked, "How much does this dress cost?"
She looked like she was buying it outright.
The clerk smiled and said: "Madam, our skirt has no price for the moment. Moreover, our designer has explained that only those who can wear this skirt are eligible to purchase it."
At this point, the clerk paused and added: "Moreover, after wearing it, it needs to be reviewed by our designers. Only after the temperament meets the standard, our designers will sell it."
Hearing this, Zheng Mei frowned slightly. Are there still so many rules for buying a skirt?
but.
This skirt is really pretty.
Zheng Mei looked at the short-haired clerk and vowed: "Don't worry, my daughter will definitely be able to wear it. Moreover, with my daughter's temperament, she will definitely be able to bring out the best in this skirt."
Like all mothers in the world, she believes in her daughter.
In Zheng Mei's eyes, Song Hua is a unique beauty.
Overwhelming the country and the city.
Hearing this, the short-haired clerk kept a polite smile.
"I'm really sorry, ma'am, we need to let your daughter try it out before the designer can review the pricing."
"Do I have to go through this process?" Zheng Mei frowned slightly.
The short-haired clerk nodded, "Yes ma'am."
"Okay then." Zheng Mei nodded.
After a moment, Zheng Mei continued: "Then I will send a message to my daughter and ask her to come over immediately."
"Yes." The clerk said, "You can now take a look at other styles of small skirts in our store."
With such a beautiful dress in front of her, how could Zheng Mei see other styles?
After all, pearls come first.
Zheng Mei declined, "No. I want this."
The short-haired clerk frowned indifferently.
Looking at Zheng Mei's look, you can tell that she can't afford other styles in the store.
What luxury store should you go to if you don’t have money?
A waste of time and life.
The short-haired clerk had a look of contempt in his eyes.
While waiting for Song Hua, Zheng Mei sat on the sofa and looked down at her phone.
At this moment, another long-haired clerk walked up to the short-haired clerk and lowered his voice: "Is that person your customer?"
"Hmm." The short-haired clerk nodded, with a look of disdain in his eyes, "A poor man, a fairy on earth whose daughter can wear cheap clothes, is waiting for her daughter now."
Su is the name of the designer.
Fairy on earth is the name of that pink dress.
When Su designed the skirt at that time, it was designed for the girl who is the most like a fairy in the world, so the size and temperament were very tight.
Anyone who can wear this skirt will be a real fairy on earth.
therefore.
There is also a popular saying in the entertainment industry.
If anyone can pass through the world of fairies, he will be the next top star to break half the sky.
The long-haired clerk smiled and said: "How many people have come to our store so far to try the Fairy on Earth?"
"About... tens of thousands?" the short-haired clerk said.
The long-haired clerk took out the tablet in the store and said, "Wrong! There are a total of one hundred and eight thousand people. Among them, half of the female artists in the entertainment industry."
Zhou Ye is just the most famous among all female artists.
This does not include the female artists who could not let go of their idol baggage and secretly tried on dresses.
No one is willing to admit that they are talented and don’t care about perfection.
"Tsk," the short-haired clerk squinted, "You don't know how confident that woman is. If someone who doesn't know sees it, they will really think her daughter is some kind of fairy!"
The long-haired clerk smiled and said: "We work for such a long time, how many people do we encounter like this?"
You should have gotten used to it a long time ago.
The short-haired clerk was too lazy to pay attention to Zheng Mei, and reached out to call the intern in the store, "Xiao Shen, come here."
"Sister Mei." The little girl doing the internship is about 20 years old.
Sister Mei continued: "Go and entertain the guest sitting on the sofa."
This is the time when passenger traffic is at its highest.
She didn't want to waste her time on a poor guy.
After all, this kind of luxury store relies on performance to get commissions.
The intern is always full of energy. Hearing this, he immediately nodded, "Okay, Sister Mei, I'll go right away."
The intern held the tea and respectfully walked to Zheng Mei, "Hello, madam, would you like a cup of tea."
"Thank you." Zheng Mei took a sip of tea.
The intern then asked: "Are you waiting for someone?"
"Well, I'm waiting for my daughter." Zheng Mei replied.
The intern nodded and continued: "Does our store have the style you like? Do you want me to bring it to you to try?"
"I just like that skirt." Zheng Mei pointed to the pink skirt and said.
"Fairy on earth?" the intern asked.
Zheng Mei was a little surprised, "That dress is called Fairy on Earth?"
"That's right." The intern explained with a smile, "Because when the designer Su was designing the skirt, she imagined the customer to be a fairy from the Nine Heavens, so she named her a fairy from the human world."
"No wonder it's so beautiful." Zheng Mei said.
The intern continued: "But this skirt has been tried on by many customers..."
Zheng Mei is still as confident as ever, "My daughter will definitely have no problem wearing it."
"May I ask what your daughter's height and weight are?" the intern then asked.
Zheng Mei said: "My daughter is 1.76 meters tall and weighs 48 kilograms."
The intern smiled and said: "Your daughter's height and figure are indeed very standard! But you still need to try it in person, otherwise our designers will not be able to review and evaluate it."
Zheng Mei narrowed her eyes, "What did you just say your designer's name is?"
"Su."
Hearing this, Zheng Mei suddenly realized.
No wonder.
No wonder this designer is such a big name.
It turns out to be Su, the design queen of Paris Fashion Week.
The intern continued: "Madam, what is your surname? I will register it for you. By the way, my surname is Shen. You can call me Xiao Shen, or you can just call me Ellie."
"Xiao Shen, you are different from others. They all ignore me, but you really treat me as a guest."
Zheng Mei is not a fool. She saw the ridicule and dismissal of her by the short-haired clerk before.
But this Xiao Shen was sincere from beginning to end.
To be continued...