A few people walked around and stopped, and came to a small stall with not many customers. Sun Yingmao took a fancy to a red skirt.
Because some stalls were wholesalers, the owners did not allow people to try on clothes. Zhang Pingping took a look and thought the clothes at this stall were pretty good. She even asked the owner if she could try on clothes at will.
Lin Zishan tried on the red skirt happily, but she found that after she put it on, although the color was bright and the style was novel,
But it seemed a bit tight at the waist, making it uncomfortable to wear. It didn't quite match Jiang Qinghe's usual comfort level.
"Well, the style of this skirt is indeed very nice, but it seems a little small." Zhang Pingping gently stroked the hem of the skirt and said with some regret.
Seeing this, Sun Yingmao hurried forward, took a closer look at the skirt, then turned to the boss and asked, "Boss, do you have other sizes of this skirt? My wife has a similar figure to my sister-in-law, but she might need something a little looser."
The boss flipped through the inventory on the stall, shook his head and said, "This skirt only has this size. No larger."
Seeing this, Chu Jingqiu also stepped forward and suggested, "Why don't we look at other styles? Or maybe look somewhere else, maybe we can find something more suitable."
At this time, the fat white female boss rolled her eyes and said angrily: "You have touched it for a long time and tried it for a long time, and now you say you don't want it. It's impossible.
How can I sell clothes that you have worn to others? No, you must buy this dress after trying it on."
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