President Song has a way of chasing his wife

Chapter 144 Choosing a Dress

Bai Xiaogang picked up the documents, and when he looked up to see the other person's face, he was stunned for a moment, it turned out to be a foreigner.

The man had blond broken hair, prominent browbones, deep eye sockets, thick and long eyelashes, a pair of beautiful blue eyes, a high and straight nose, and a very three-dimensional face.

It looks like crooked nuts.

Bai Xiao looked at Song Qingyan for help, "I'm not good at English, tell him he lost something."

In fact, Bai Xiao's English can no longer be described as bad. It can be said that it is difficult to describe. She has not passed CET-[-] since she was a graduate student. The main reason is that she has never liked English since she was a child, and she has no interest in learning it.

Before Song Qingyan could speak, that person's voice sounded first.

"Are you calling me?"

It turned out to be fluent in Chinese.

Bai Xiao was slightly surprised: "You can speak Chinese?"

Ashley smiled: "My mother is Chinese."

"So it's a mixed race." Bai Xiao suddenly realized, and then handed him the information in his hand: "Your design draft has been lost."

That's right, Bai Xiao glanced at it just now, and the foreigner dropped all the design drafts of clothes.

"Thank you." Ashley said politely.

Bai Xiao raised a kind smile, and waved his hands indifferently: "You're welcome."

Seeing Bai Xiao smiling like a flower at other men, Song Qingyan was not happy, and took her hand slightly harder.

"Hiss..." Bai Xiao took a deep breath in pain, and shot Song Qingyan angrily, "It hurts so much, what are you doing?"

"Go choose a dress."

As he spoke, Song Qingyan led Bai Xiao away and walked straight to a high-end clothing store.

As soon as he entered, a saleswoman greeted him immediately.

He said respectfully, "Mr. Song, hello, our Mr. Zhou has specifically explained that when you come to choose a dress, you must provide the best."

"Mr. Zhou?" Bai Xiao looked at Song Qingyan in confusion, and the meaning of the question was self-evident.

Song Qingyan's thin lips parted lightly: "It's Zhou Jun, you have met him twice."

Bai Xiao let out a faint oh, she thought it was Zhou Jinming.

"President Song, Mrs. Song, please follow me over here, this is the VIP area." The salesperson made a gesture of invitation.

Bai Xiao and Song Qingyan followed closely.

The so-called VIP area is an independent space, which has sofas for people to rest and wait, as well as cakes and tea, and of course a dressing room with a dressing mirror.

There are closed glass cabinets all around, and the glass cabinets are full of dresses.

The salesperson introduced: "The dresses here are all made by famous designers, and the styles are unique."

Bai Xiao glanced over and found that there were a complete range of styles and types of dresses, each with its own beauty, and was a little dazzled for a while.

Looking at the salesperson: "Can you recommend something?"

The salesperson is very skilled in business, and since Bai Xiao entered the door, she has looked at her calmly, and has already listed the dress that suits her in her heart.

At this moment, she said directly: "Mrs. Song, you are taller and fit for a long dress."

Speaking, the salesperson led Bai Xiao to a wine red dress: "This fishtail style can outline your curves very well, and at the same time it is very temperamental, and wine red is more suitable for engagement."

Then he pointed to another one: "If you want to be more refreshing, you can also choose this beige one-neck dress, which is very pure and elegant."

Bai Xiao showed surprise on his face, and he liked both of them very much.

Some hesitated: "Why don't I try it all."

"Okay, you can try a few more pieces before making a decision."

The salesperson took out the dress from the glass cabinet, and then made a gesture of invitation to Bai Xiao: "Mrs. Song, the fitting room is here."

(End of this chapter)