Most of the clothes in the shopping mall are girls' clothes, with a wide variety of styles and a dazzling array of clothes.

There is nothing you can't think of, nothing you can't see.

It's really a paradise for girls.

However, boys' clothes only have a few styles, which seem much monotonous.

I have to sigh, it’s great to be a girl.

Then we started hanging out.

No matter what clothes Ye Yao wears, they seem to match well.

A good-looking woman is so good-looking without any need for foil. Even if she is not wearing clothes, she still looks good.

After choosing for a long time, Xiao Nizi chose a beautiful dress.

She tried on the clothes and put them on, which completely brought out her beauty. Standing in front of the mirror, she looked like a fairy.

The salesperson and I on the side were both stunned.

It's amazing when you look at it from the side, and you're astonished when you look at it from the front.

Like a little fairy who doesn't eat fireworks from the world.

Ye Yao seemed to be particularly happy and satisfied, and then asked me playfully: "Ah Chen, what do you think of this? Does it look good?"

At this moment, all my eyes were filled with little stars, and Ye Yao's movements completely touched my heart.

Beautiful... simply too beautiful...

No……

It should be the square of beauty, the cube of beauty...the Nth power of beauty...

I nodded silently and couldn't help but praise: "Yeah, it's so white."

Hearing this, Ye Yao raised her embroidered eyebrows slightly, looked at me angrily and said, "What's so white? You guy, don't peek around, or I'll dig out your dog's eyes, huh."

Oh my god.

Look at my bad habit. Whenever I meet a beautiful girl, I like to sell my soul, and I also shame myself so thoroughly.

I'm drunk too.

"No, no, no, it's so big, so big..." I couldn't help but explain.

However, it was okay that I didn't speak, but when I opened my mouth, I suddenly realized that something was not quite right.

Ye Yao said angrily: "You Ye Chen...you big pig's hooves, if I don't hang you on the wall when I get back, huh..."

Damn it, it was exposed, it was exposed, it accidentally exposed my gaze.

Damn it, my damn charm, oh, no, my damn mouth, once again successfully betrayed myself.

I liked it more when I saw Xiao Nizi. She stood in front of the mirror, swaying left and right, so happy.

So I asked the salesman, "Salesman, how much does this skirt cost?"

The salesperson seemed to be new here and didn't know the specific price yet. After looking at the clothes, he still didn't know the price, as if he wasn't very familiar with the business.

Then, the salesperson went to the counter and asked the store manager, "Manager, how much does this skirt cost? I forgot."

The female shopkeeper said casually without raising her head: "498."

Damn, what?

Just a set of skirts for 498?

Why don't you rob a bank?

It's obviously just random bidding.

Although Ye Yao looks good in her clothes, it is obviously not worth the price.

The new saleswoman came to me and said, "Hello, sir, the price is 198 yuan."

What?

What the hell?

198?

When I heard this, my heart suddenly became happy.

Oops, I'll go,

This young girl is really not familiar with the business.

The 498 skirt actually turned out to be 198.

What the hell,

This is a big bargain.

Three hundred yuan was lost in an instant.

Without saying anything, I decisively took out two hundred yuan, handed it to the female salesperson, packed up the clothes, and then called Ye Yao and quickly left the clothing store.

Later, I heard the saleswoman yelling hurriedly: "Hey, sir, I'm asking you for money, I'm asking you for two dollars..."

I turned around and said: "No need to look for it, I gave it to you..."

As I said that, I couldn't help but speed up my pace, for fear that the saleswoman would react.

498 yuan, I paid 198 and took it away.

It's really big

Cheap.

Not to mention how happy I am inside.

While walking quickly, I urged Ye Yao to keep up the pace, for fear that they would regret it.

Ye Yao may have run a long distance in high heels and her ankles were not very comfortable, so she walked a little slower.

Follow me, frowning, is this really okay?

We took advantage of it, but wouldn't that mean we cheated the young saleswoman just now?

It's not easy for a small salesperson to go to work.

She lost three hundred yuan in an instant, and she had to pay for it herself.

For a moment, Ye Yao felt a little distressed.

She decided to leave the three hundred dollars to her.

However, when she turned back, she looked back at the clothing store just now through the mirror on the roadside. As a result, the next scene shocked her.

The female salesperson took the two hundred dollars in her hand and gave the female store manager a cheerful high-five.

I just heard the female salesperson say happily: "Oh yeah, another order has been completed."

Suddenly, Ye Yao understood.

It turns out that this is a way for them to sell clothes.

Oops, go ahead, we were fooled.

The routines in the city are deep and profound. Today, I have learned a lot.

Then Ye Yao quickly followed up, held my hand, and stopped: "Oh, Ah Chen, stop running, stop, stop, we are trapped. I was just about to put that

When I left 300 yuan to the female salesperson, when I turned around, I saw the female salesperson holding 200 yuan and high-fiving the store manager happily. Ah Chen, this is what they

It’s a marketing routine, and we’ve been tricked.”

Well……

Convex...

I was confused.

Being tricked?

I originally thought that we were taking advantage of the three hundred yuan less, but in the end, I didn't expect that the merchant would ruthlessly trick me.

Damn it, the urban routine is deep and deep, labor and management have to go back to the countryside.

So irritating.

However, fortunately, for 200 yuan, you can buy such a beautiful skirt, which is well worth the money.

It doesn't matter if you have money or not, what matters is that you dress well.

Xiao Nizi also likes it better.

Then the two of us went on a shopping spree in that big shopping mall, spending money like water.

It’s as if we are the richest people in the world.

This feeling of squandering is self-evident.
To be continued...