Dressed as the boss's palm pet

At this moment, Song Mengsheng walked around the clothes display racks, and asked enthusiastically, "Do you want to take a look together too? This clothes are really beautiful!"

"You can just learn your own." Lu Boshen said domineeringly, pointing to some clothes.

The store manager immediately took off the clothes: "You can try on these."

"And that row of clothes." Lu Bai glanced lightly with his dark and thick eyes.

Song Mengsheng was instantly stressed: "You don't need to try so many clothes on."

However, what responded to her was cold and deep eyes...

She had no choice but to follow the store manager obediently into the fitting room.

I have to say that the fitting room of this big brand is really good.

It looks like a big cloakroom, full of dazzling clothes, and there is a waiter next to it, responsible for serving tea and pouring water.

"This is Young Master Lu's private cloakroom, please go ahead."

 The store manager looked at Song Mengsheng's curious eyes, introduced him enthusiastically, and then quietly withdrew.

Song Mengsheng tried a lot here, and selected a few favorite clothes for Lu Baishen to see.

Lu Baishen sat on the sofa, crossed his long legs, and just glanced lightly: "Wrap everything up."

When Song Mengsheng heard this, he quickly stopped him: "Wait a minute."

She walked to Lu Boshen's side, and said with a little embarrassment: "There are so many clothes, I almost moved the store to my home, and there is not much room at home, so I can just choose a few."

Lu Boshen put down the phone gently, his obsidian eyes flashed a little cold: "Do you think I can't afford it?"

Song Mengsheng sighed and sat beside Lu Boshen: "I didn't mean that, I just filled my closet some time ago, and after buying so many things, it's almost autumn... I can't wear them, it's a waste .”

"One piece a day, can't you wear it?" Lu Baishen took out his bank card domineeringly.

Song Mengsheng stretched out his hand and pressed Lu Baishen's hand: "It's better not to, what a waste of money."

She originally wanted to wear more professional attire in the studio, otherwise, with her previous personality, it would be difficult for her partners to pay attention to them.

Lu Baishen withdrew his hand hesitantly, stood up, and walked towards the cashier.

On the contrary, the cashier stood beside the store manager and muttered dissatisfiedly: "It's just buying clothes. Is it necessary to care about it like this?"

The store manager warned the salesperson with his eyes: "Be careful what you say."

The salesperson lowered his head depressedly.

Song Mengsheng glanced this way, smiled slightly, and didn't say much: "Honey, just do as I said. We can wait for a while to come and see the new autumn clothes."

Lu Baishen did not respond, and handed over his bank card: "Settlement."

The salesperson caught it with both hands with a smile, looked straight at the credit card that looked like a cash cow, and said, "The total is 60 yuan."

Without blinking his eyes, Lu Boshen entered the password neatly and signed.

Song Mengsheng, who was beside him, frowned as he listened.

 If this card is swiped, it will almost surpass the income of ordinary people for two or three years.

She looked at the waiter's enthusiastic packaging, and tentatively pulled Lu Boshen to stand in the corner: "There are so many clothes, why don't you return some of them first?"

"Too much? I only paid half of the settlement." Lu Baishen refused with righteous words.

Song Mengsheng was stunned, covered her mouth and whispered, "This is only half of the settlement..."

If I bought all the clothes home...

She never dared to think about this kind of private room before.

 Now even if you tell the man in front of you to return the clothes, he probably won't agree.

Song Mengsheng noticed that Lu Boshen was looking at him indifferently, so he could only sigh and shook his head: "Don't worry, I won't let you go back."

After all, Lu Boshen has already passed her orders, so she still has to take care of the big brother's face.

It's just that the salesperson watched all this silently, feeling a little jealous in his heart, and with his hands full of clothes, he personally sent the two of them out: "Young Mistress, since you like it, don't hesitate, you look pretty in it, This woman, you can't save yourself too much money..."

Hearing the sour tone, Song Mengsheng sneered, and said indifferently: "How do you know that I want to save money? Wouldn't I go to other brands to buy more clothes?"

As the saying goes, people don't offend me, I don't offend others, just mock me once, I don't intend to argue with you, why are you still here?
If I don't hate you, who should I hate?

Sure enough, the salesperson looked like he was eating a turtle, and quickly apologized to Song Mengsheng: "I'm really sorry, I didn't mean it..."

At this time, Lu Boshen suddenly said sharply: "You can leave the job."

"What?" The salesperson and store manager were all dumbfounded.

"It's none of your business how much clothes my family buys? I think it's good. I married a daughter-in-law who can live a good life." Lu Baishen looked at the salesperson with sharp eyes, with a sinister look on his face.

He really hates talkative people.

Song Mengsheng's clear and bright eyes widened in disbelief.

Which one is this?
Could it be that my recent performance has been very effective, and this man has repeatedly protected me?
But in fact, this time she really thought too much.

The salesperson hurriedly bowed and apologized to the two of them: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will definitely correct it in the future..."

The store manager also turned pale with fright: "Young Master Lu, don't be angry, you are also our valued customer, and we will definitely improve our service in the future."

However, Lu Boshen did not make any response. He glanced at Song Mengsheng faintly, turned around and walked towards the sightseeing elevator in the central hall.

The store manager looked at the situation, and immediately fell on Song Mengsheng asking for help: "Young Mistress, I'm really sorry just now, look at this..."

Song Mengsheng looked at the salesperson with hateful eyes: "When you were whispering just now, I didn't bother to talk about you...Forget it, I will try my best."

Think about being forgiving, and forgiving.

She followed Lu Boshen's footsteps, and when the store manager delivered the clothes to the trunk of the car, she asked softly, "Why don't you let that salesperson go?"

Lu Baishen's tough and sharp handsome face flashed a little fierce, and his arrogant and noble figure leaned against the car door: "This shop is opened by my friend's house. When encountering such a thing, I will naturally help him manage it."

Song Mengsheng raised his eyebrows: "So it was opened by your friend."

"Yes, he has been studying abroad all year round, and he still lacks in store management. A small salesperson can talk too much, how can he expand the business in the future?" Lu Baishen said in an unhappy tone.

"Huh?" Song Mengsheng suddenly couldn't understand.

Why does it sound like it's all for his friends?

Always feel something is missing?

Lu Boshen looked over with his dark and deep black eyes, and his tone continued to be cold: "I am doing it for their family's performance, not for... for other things."

When the words came to his lips, he changed his tone slightly.

Now Song Mengsheng didn't know what to say: "So you did it for your friend...cough cough, in fact, you can give her a chance to correct..."

Pfft, I thought he helped me many times, and this time it was also for her.

It seems that I still think too much.

"Didn't you already give it?" While in the shop, although Lu Boshen didn't say much, he had a thorough look at the situation on the scene.

Now even if Song Mengsheng wants to help the salesperson, there is no reason, he can only nod in resignation: "Well, I hope this salesperson can leave a deep lesson and work hard in the future."

On the way home, the atmosphere was a little too quiet.

Fortunately, both of them were in a good mood, and nothing unpleasant happened.

Song Mengsheng, who returned home, went straight to the cloakroom as soon as she entered the door, and began to fiddle with her new clothes.

Lu Boshen went back to the bedroom to rest for a while.

Song Keke stood in the corridor, thinking about Song Mengsheng and Lu Baishen at the same time, looked around with her small head, and finally ran to Song Mengsheng's side.

Song Mengsheng took Song Keke to study the matching of this costume together.

Soon, it was dinner time.

Song Mengsheng ate dinner very quickly.

As soon as the rice in the bowl was finished, she put down the bowl and chopsticks and stood up, and said to Lu Boshen: "I have a personal live broadcast tonight, and I plan to do it on the stone chair in the small garden in the backyard. You don't mind, do you? Don't worry, I won't record the situation in the villa."

"Okay." It happened that Lu Boshen had almost finished eating, so he turned and went back to the bedroom to change into a sportswear.

Seeing that the two of them were about to leave, Song Keke quickly drank up the cabbage rib soup in front of him.

Then, she wiped her mouth with a tissue and followed behind Song Mengsheng: "Mother Song, can you take me with you if you want to live broadcast? I will sit next to you and watch your live broadcast. I will never make trouble for you."

Song Mengsheng smiled and stretched out his hand to Song Keke: "Okay, let's clean up over there now."

……

In the backyard garden of Lu Boshen's villa.

Song Mengsheng found a good camera angle with a mobile phone stand, and then officially started the live broadcast mode.

"Good evening, everyone. I'm Song Mengsheng, the head of SunGoddess Jewelry Design Studio. Today, the main content of our live broadcast is jewelry appreciation."

Someone immediately left a message in the live broadcast room.

"Your live broadcast platform is too small, when can you change it to a bigger one? It can also be made into a small video segment to enjoy."

Song Mengsheng covered her mouth with her hands, and smiled shyly: "A big platform has fans and reading requirements. I have made a few small videos. I hope everyone will support them. I can do large-scale live broadcasts there in the future."

"What kind of people really want to do live broadcasts, I am convinced."

Someone also made a sour sentence in the comment area.

Song Mengsheng saw it, and slowly put down his hand, calming down his thoughts secretly.

Then, a pair of beautiful eyes blinked, but she smiled confidently.

"Yes, it is true that all kinds of people want to engage in live broadcasting. I think that sometimes live broadcasting is like pursuing one's own dreams. If you want to do it, you can do it bravely. It's hard to say. Hamlet also has thousands of them. Just in case Is there anything you like?"

As she said that, she also saw Song Keke applauding her warmly from the side, and she smiled brightly again.

The fans in the live broadcast room began to erupt, unable to believe what they saw.