I'm My Ex's Mother-in-Law

At my ex-boyfriend's engagement banquet, I appeared in full attire. He thought I was there to cause trouble, but I smiled very kindly and said, "We'll all be family from now on, no need...

Chapter 233 Professional Sales

Chapter 233 Professional Sales

I was a little confused. The piece I was wearing was a new model from Duoyi, and I had indeed just bought it not long ago. But I went to buy it with Huang Tianyi. I definitely had never seen this person before. What did she mean by this?

"I'm pretty sure I've never seen you before, and I've never gone clothes shopping with a man before, so I don't know why you'd say that." I looked her in the eyes seriously.

At this moment, I am still wondering if someone has the same face as me.

But the attitude of this salesgirl seems like she is deliberately trying to sow discord between me and Xiao Shiqiu. Could it be another case of his bad luck in love?

I looked at Xiao Shiqiu with some confusion. He had already stood up and was walking towards us.

"You are Xiao Tiantian's classmate, right? Did she ask you to say that?" Xiao Shiqiu's face showed no emotion.

The salesgirl felt a little guilty, "Sir, I don't understand what you mean."

"When you answered the phone just now, Xiao Tiantian was on the phone in the store across the street. If you still want to keep this job, tell the truth."

There was no emotion in his voice, but it gave people a sense of oppression, the kind of aura that comes with being in a superior position.

The salesgirl was already speechless and could only murmur softly, "S-Sorry."

At this time, a woman who looked like a manager came out of the office and said with a smile, "Are you two dissatisfied with her service? She is new and has no experience. I will replace you with a salesperson right away."

Xiao Shiqiu said coldly, "This salesperson can be bribed to flatter customers. I'm afraid he's not suitable for this line of work. I'm afraid he'll cause unnecessary trouble for your store in the future."

The young salesgirl's face turned pale and she said in a tearful voice, "I'm sorry. Xiao Tiantian just called me and asked me to say this. She said, she said you are her father and that she brought her mistress shopping today, and she asked me to help her vent her anger..." Her voice became softer and softer as she spoke, and in the end it was almost as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

The manager glared at her and said, "You haven't even finished your internship yet and you're already causing such trouble. Don't come tomorrow."

The salesgirl cried out "Wow" and ran to the back, covering her face.

The manager called over an older salesgirl who looked to be in her thirties. She wasn't very pretty, but she seemed to have a good personality.

She walked up to me gracefully, bowed slightly, and said, "Miss Xia, my name is Lu Xin. This is your first time at the Miao family, right? Let me do a color test for you first, and then recommend the style that best suits you."

It sounds a bit professional, I agree.

She took me into the inner room and asked me to sit in front of a dressing table. She stood behind me and took out a series of fabrics of different colors, comparing them next to my cheeks, carefully observing the changes in my skin color against the different colors.

"Ms. Xia, your skin tone is cool white, so colors like off-white or milky white can make you look gentle and elegant.

Light blues like sky blue and baby blue can make you look fresh and peaceful.

Colors like light pink and cherry blossom pink can better highlight your delicate features.

Of course, you can also try rose pink, purple red and other pinks with slightly higher saturation, which will show a different kind of charm.

If you like green, a lighter shade like mint would be more suitable for you than olive green.”

As a fashion design major, I am of course very familiar with these color combinations.

However, as a clothing salesperson, Lu Xin is the most professional I have ever met.

I actually know very well what color suits me, but she kept praising me in different ways, and I really couldn't bear to interrupt her.

She took out a few collars of different shapes and compared them to my chest.

"You have a very sweet, round face. Except for a high collar, which might look a bit dull, all other collars will suit you.

But I especially recommend you try a Peter Pan collar, which will not only make you look sweet and cute, but also make your face look smaller."

She took out a slightly larger Peter Pan collar and put it on me, and it really worked.

I began to understand why rich people like to buy clothes in luxury stores. The emotional value of shopping here cannot be matched by ten boyfriends.