Chapter 129 The Domineering President’s Father 8
After Fang Jieyu left in a distraught manner, Xiao Yan took Meng Xiaofan and Xiao Yihuang to start shopping.
Buy this ancient gold bracelet! Also buy this Mobius ring bracelet! Also buy this ancient bamboo bracelet! Also buy this Five-Way God of Wealth bracelet!
In addition, I also bought a lot of gold and platinum necklaces, earrings, rings, and even gold mobile phone pendants.
Meng Xiaofan felt like a nouveau riche. When she was young, she only thought that gold was earthy and had the temperament of a nouveau riche. Now she just felt that she was somewhat ungrateful in the past.
This is similar to the Chinese people's love for buying houses, hoarding goods and growing vegetables. She also loves gold very much.
After almost taking over the counters of all the major brands here, the salesmen at the counters looked at Xiao Yan and his friends as if they were the God of Wealth.
Everyone's face was filled with involuntary joy, completely different from the polite work smiles they had before.
When swiping the card, Xiao Yan took out the global chain shopping card. The salesperson took it and swiped it on the computer, looking as if he had expected it.
"Hello, sir. As a VIP card member here, you enjoy a 20% discount on purchases. I've checked how many points on your card are redeemable for 10,000 yuan. I'd like to help you with the deduction. Is that okay?"
"Okay, is the money in there enough?" Xiao Yan asked.
He topped up his card before coming and bought so many things that he didn't know if it was enough.
In reality, bosses have to pay honestly even when spending in their own company. After all, it is the company account that is used. Otherwise, it is easy to cause confusion in the accounts and may even involve a series of troubles such as financial violations. It is also the operation that financial staff are most reluctant to do.
As a qualified boss, he will naturally not cause trouble to his employees.
The salesperson took a look at the remaining balance of 5.82 million and suddenly felt that today's commission was not worth mentioning.
She maintained a polite smile. "It's enough. Since you're a VIP card member, you also get delivery. Do you think I should pack it for you directly or deliver it to your door?"
When you go out to play, you definitely don’t want to carry a lot of bags, even if you have bodyguards with you. After all, bodyguards are also human beings, and humans will feel tired.
Xiao Yan was very considerate of his employees.
“Delivered to your door.”
"Okay, please leave your address and contact information here. We will arrange for a dedicated staff to deliver the goods to you as soon as possible."
After leaving Wang Ma's phone number and the address of the ancestral home, Xiao Yan, Xiao Yihuang and Meng Xiaofan continued their shopping.
The children's clothing store on the second floor had nothing to do with them. When they got to the third floor...
Xiao Yan and Meng Xiaofan stopped tacitly.
"This one, this one, and these ones, try them all out." Xiao Yan pointed at the clothes and said to Xiao Yihuang.
Xiao Yihuang: “???”
Xiao Yihuang originally thought that today was a special day to buy things for his sister, but who knew that there would be some for him too!
He was not used to buying clothes and trying them on in public places. It felt very awkward and weird.
Xiao Yihuang looked away uncomfortably: "Dad, I still have a lot of clothes, you don't have to buy me more, buy some more for Sister Xiaofan."
Xiao Yihuang had just chosen a few pieces of jewelry for Meng Xiaofan. He finally understood why other parents loved buying little dresses for their daughters! It was like playing a dress-up game. Seeing them become beautiful after being dressed up by him, he felt a great sense of accomplishment.
However, when the protagonist who was dressed up turned out to be himself, he felt as if his whole body was covered with ants and was itchy.
Xiao Yan didn't say anything, just a look, and Xiao Yihuang obediently took the clothes and walked into the fitting room.
While Xiao Yan and Meng Xiaofan continued to choose clothes for Xiao Yihuang, Xiao Yihuang himself walked out of the fitting room.
Xiao Yihuang has a cool white complexion, high brow bones, and deep facial features. When he doesn't speak, he looks like an icy boss from a TV drama, provided he doesn't do anything stupid.
At this moment, he walked awkwardly in front of Xiao Yan and the others, a thin layer of red almost invisible on his earlobes, and his fingers unconsciously stroked the delicate European silver-painted buttons on his cuffs, trying to hide the weirdness in his heart.
"Dad, I'm done changing. What do you think?" He spread out his hands slightly and turned them around.
Xiao Yan: “…”
Seeing Xiao Yihuang acting silly with his icy bossy face, Xiao Yan's eyes twitched.
"Not bad. Try putting on those pieces I just gave you, as well as these, and see how they work."
Following Xiao Yan's words, Xiao Yihuang looked at the countless piles of clothes in the arms of the five salesmen and fell silent.
He tried to save himself: "Dad, I'll just buy this one. Really, I have so many clothes that I can't wear them all. It would be a waste if I don't wear them."
Xiao Yan held his forehead with his hand as he felt a headache. "Don't worry about your previous clothes. From today on, you will wear the clothes we choose for you."
"Oh, by the way, since you don't have anything to do after get off work, I'll hire a teacher for you. Then you can learn how to dress from him. Don't let me see you wearing that blue, orange, and brown outfit again. Do you understand?"
Xiao Yihuang really didn't think there was anything wrong with his outfit, but in front of Xiao Yan, he swallowed his words of refusal, and replied quietly as a chicken, "Okay."
Obviously, those clothes were prepared by Special Assistant Li, and he had no problem wearing them before. Why did his father dislike his clothes today?
Could it be that his dad has entered menopause???
Xiao Yihuang looked at Meng Xiaofan, trying to ask for help, but what he saw was Meng Xiaofan stuffing clothes into the salesperson's arms.
Xiao Yihuang: "..."
Xiao Yihuang picked up another set of clothes and walked into the fitting room tiredly, like an emotionless clothes-changing robot.
It took Xiao Yan and his friends half an hour to choose clothes. Xiao Yihuang kept changing clothes, and it took an hour and a half after they tried on all the clothes.
At this moment, he looked like he had worked overtime for three days and three nights. He had no energy left in his body, only numb fatigue.
Xiao Yihuang secretly swore in his heart that the next time he went shopping with his father and sister, he would be a pig!
In addition to clothes, there are also shoes. Shoes are relatively easier to change than clothes.
At first, Xiao Yihuang was a little embarrassed to change his shoes in front of others, but as Xiao Yan said -
"Stand up and take a few steps. Are you a shrimp? Why are you still hunching your back? Stand up straight, look up, and look at us. Yes, that's it! Not bad, try this pair again."
Xiao Yihuang: "..."
Xiao Yihuang found the feeling of trying on clothes just now, and repeated the process of changing shoes with slippers without any expression, standing up and walking a few steps, changing shoes with slippers...
Compared to what Xiao Yihuang felt was torture, when it was Meng Xiaofan's turn, the emotional feedback he received was completely different.
"I think this looks good on you. Your style can be sweet or intellectual, and it's easy to pull off."
Xiao Yan was referring to a white casual loose-fitting top paired with a black waist-length skirt. This outfit is more intellectual.
Meng Xiaofan touched the fabric of the clothes with his fingertips. It felt soft, comfortable and breathable, and it didn't wrinkle easily. It was indeed good.
"Let me try it later, Dad. What do you think of these two sets?"
Meng Xiaofan pointed to a black short-sleeved top and white women's suit pants: "I think this outfit would look better with a pearl necklace, what do you think?"
Xiao Yan nodded: "White pearls are good, the same color as these pants. Let Lao Li pick them for you when we get back."
After saying that, Xiao Yan looked at another set of dark grey sleeveless wide-leg jumpsuit she had chosen. The overall style was simple and smooth, giving people a sense of grandeur and fashion. This style of clothing was very picky.
"For this style, you can ask your hairstylist to style your hair a bit, or comb your hair back. It will look very capable and handsome."
Meng Xiaofan imagined the scene, feeling both delighted and worried. "Dad, you're amazing! It's exactly what I imagined. I'm just a little worried it might look ugly, because I don't have the look of a queen. You know what a queen is? It's the kind that looks cool and handsome. This outfit would look better on someone with that style."
Xiao Yan comforted her: "Your appearance is not bad. Everyone has different styles. Your style is also suitable. You must trust my aesthetic taste."
If Xiao Yihuang had said this, Meng Xiaofan would definitely not even think about it. But if Xiao Yan had said this, Meng Xiaofan hesitated for a few seconds and decided to give it a try.
Xiao Yihuang was sitting on the sofa in the waiting area. He looked like a plant in the desert that was starving for water. He was dehydrated and looked like he was about to die. He had to respond to the two people's questions from time to time, and he couldn't be perfunctory, otherwise he would be scolded.
He really didn't know what was so fun about this street! As for the clothes, didn't they all look the same? Wasn't it enough to be comfortable? Why bother with style and looks?
Also, don't all white dresses look the same? Off-white, silver, porcelain, cream, snowflake, ivory, and glistening white—don't they all look the same? Besides the style, what's the difference in color?
Xiao Yihuang felt that it was not as interesting as those sales script collections.
By the time we finished buying clothes and choosing watches for Xiao Yihuang and Meng Xiaofan, it was already 7:15 in the evening.
"It's already six o'clock, let's go eat first." Xiao Yan said while looking at the time on his watch.
The lights in the mall are always on, and you can't feel the passage of time if you don't check the time.
Meng Xiaofan felt a little unsatisfied and finally understood why his former roommate loved shopping with friends so much.
Having a shopping partner who shares the same interests and provides emotional feedback is indeed a rare pleasure.
"Okay, let's go shopping next time."
Xiao Yihuang: "..."
Xiao Yihuang silently glanced at the excited Meng Xiaofan and Xiao Yan, who was obviously in a good mood.
People’s joys are not shared, can he say don’t count him in???
"What do you want to eat?" Xiao Yan1 looked at Meng Xiaofei and Xiao Yihuang.
Xiao Yihuang felt relieved and answered without any surprise: "I can do anything."
He's not picky about food, as long as he doesn't continue shopping.
"Dad, little brother, can you eat spicy food?"
Xiao Yan had no taboos: "I'm fine with anything. It depends on what you want to eat."
Xiao Yihuang also nodded: "I can do that too."
Meng Xiaofan looked at the shops with long queues everywhere and said, "We have to queue up for grilled fish now. Why don't we go to the barbecue buffet? I saw that they have barbecue and hot pot. It sounds like fun."
She had always heard her colleagues talk about going out for barbecue after get off work, and she had always been thinking about it, but she was worried that the ingredients in those cheap barbecue buffets would not be fresh, and she was reluctant to buy the expensive ones. This time she finally had the opportunity, so of course she had to try it.
Seeing Meng Xiaofan's excited look, Xiao Yan decided, "Then let's go eat barbecue."
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