Don't fall in love with the professor

Met a strange guest today.

The salesperson, Xiao Zhou, was fixing the collars of the customers, while raising his eyelids to look towards the direction near the door.

Strange, not because of any furtiveness, nor because of any conspicuous behavior.

On the contrary, this customer has a delicate face, clean and tidy clothes, standing there quietly, his eyes wandering slowly on the shelves, not disturbing anyone.

However, this was the third time Xiao Zhou had seen him.

The first time was half an hour ago, he came here once, walked around looking around, as if hesitating about something, and left within a few minutes.

The second time was when Xiao Zhou was on his way to pick up the goods from the warehouse. I met him in the watch area. The salesperson wearing white gloves was doing sales enthusiastically, while he just stood in front of the counter, frowning slightly, as if he was not satisfied.

Unexpectedly, after going around, he returned to his shop.

Xiao Zhou has worked as a salesperson for many years and met many customers. Over time, he has also developed a set of skills to recognize people. If you scan your eyes up and down, you will know that he is a good talker.

"Please keep your receipt, welcome to visit next time."

After packing the clothes, he bent down respectfully and watched the customer leave. Xiao Zhou put on a friendly smile and walked forward.

"Hi sir, how can I help you?"

Jiang Xiaocheng wanted to buy a New Year's gift for Zhong Kexing, so he immediately searched for it in the mall, but he went around for a long time, and didn't think about what to give.

The food didn't last long, and he didn't lack daily necessities. He was thinking of buying a watch, but then recalled the incident with Shao Lang, afraid that Zhong Kexing would have other associations when he received the gift...or nothing else.

In this way, I can only send some clothes.

Jiang Xiaocheng is a person with a sincere heart. He always thinks of perfection in everything he does. Since he wants to give gifts, he must always meet people's wishes.

Zhong Kexing's clothes are all low-key and simple styles, but the materials are very good, and they are very valuable at first glance. Jiang Xiaocheng knows the brands he often wears, so he chooses these shops to look at.

I just chose a shirt, but I feel that clothes like this need to be worn on the body to know if it fits. He and Zhong Kexing have different shapes, so I can't try it on for him. Besides, if I buy the wrong size, I will be in trouble. .

It's even worse if you don't like it.

Feeling embarrassed for a while, I thought I should take another look, but just as I was about to turn around and leave, I heard a pleasant voice from beside me.

The salesmen here are good-looking, all wearing uniform suits, and their expressions and behaviors are also very decent. It is obvious that they have received professional training.

Jiang Xiaocheng talked to them, feeling a little stressed, and just said: "It's okay, I'll just take a look."

Xiao Zhou noticed that he was looking at the shirt all the time, so he asked, "Would you like to try it, sir? This is a new style just now."

Jiang Xiaocheng hurriedly shook his head.

"Don't bother, don't bother."

I also felt that the salesperson's voice was soft, and he would not feel the pressure of rushing to sell to you, so I added an explanation.

"I want to give someone away."

"If you give it away..."

Xiao Zhou looked at the shirt again, with a considerate expression on his face, and said slowly: "For clothes like shirts, I personally think that you have to try them on yourself to see the effect."

This idea coincided with Jiang Xiaocheng's, and the relationship between the two was suddenly drawn closer.

Jiang Xiaocheng happened to be short of someone to discuss with, so he asked, "Then what should I give?"

Xiao Zhou pondered for a while, as if thinking, and then she said, "How about the cuff buttons?"

"Cufflinks?"

"Hmm... As for the cufflinks, they are relatively small and exquisite. They are very suitable as gifts, and they can also be used in formal occasions—come, please."

Bring Jiang Xiaocheng to the counter and show him.

"Like this pair, it is made of blue sandstone. The style is simple and elegant, and it is easy to match... This pair of bright colors has a more individual style, and the dark lines here are well handled... What do you think?"

These cufflinks are very beautiful, but Jiang Xiaocheng didn't seem to have seen Zhong Kexing wear them before, and worried that he wouldn't need them, so he shook his head.

There was no sign of impatience on Xiao Zhou's face, and he said empathetically, "How about a tie? Choose a more conventional style, and you don't have to worry about making mistakes."

Seeing Jiang Xiaocheng's excited expression, he took him to another counter and continued to introduce him.

Finally, I chose the plain color one, which is easier to match and suitable for many occasions.

Jiang Xiaocheng thanked him sincerely, and Xiao Zhou replied "You're welcome" with a smile, and opened the glass door for him.

At two or three o'clock in the afternoon, the stage on the first floor began to perform, and the whole shopping mall was bustling with the emotional music.

The lights in the store are all brightly turned on, shining brightly on each product. People passing by walk side by side arm in arm, their faces brimming with joy and happiness. When they see something they like, they walk into the store. , Wear hats and accessories with Spring Festival elements on your body, first look in the mirror, and then happily ask your companions for their opinions.

Jiang Xiaocheng was also affected by this cheerful atmosphere, he felt relieved, and unconsciously quickened his pace.

When I got home, the first thing I did was to open the gift box, take out the tie, and look carefully at the fine stitches and the light-colored dark patterns embroidered on it.

Feeling that it was not enough, he suddenly got up from the sofa, went to the bedroom, opened the door of the closet, and put the tie on Zhong Kexing's shirt to make gestures.

As soon as he lowered his head, Jian Xunchao was sitting at his feet with his head tilted and his eyes staring at him, as if he was very puzzled by such behavior.

Jiang Xiaocheng laughed suddenly, feeling that his behavior was really stupid.

Close the cabinet door, go back to the living room, and re-pack the tie neatly according to the salesman's folding method.

He heard the doorbell ringing suddenly, he thought it was the takeaway, he yelled "wait a minute", and hurriedly put the things aside.

As soon as the door was opened, it was the travel-worn Zhong Kexing who came into view.

作者有话要说：明天起来再写~感谢大家的支持~感谢在2021-04-0123:59:13~2021-04-0302:28:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: lynette, 1 frog and croak;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 98 bottles of baa baa da; 20 bottles of my little aunt;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!