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Chapter Fourteen Her Rules

At Shen Fanyin's suggestion, Tan Jia chose Xiuhe again.

"It turns out that he is the best designer, and his reputation is well-deserved!" She looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction and asked, "Boss Shen, how much does these two dresses cost?"

"Ruan Ruan, count it."

Chen Fanyin nodded to Tan Jia: "Wait a moment, you can change your clothes first. If the price is acceptable, let's continue to talk."

"good!"

Chen Fanyin returned to the work area and checked the appointment information in the mini program, and then she was stunned.

When she watched it last night, there were only three appointments today, but now, the eight hours of working hours today have been completed, each hour is full.

She looked at tomorrow again, the promise was full, the day after tomorrow, the promise was full, the day after tomorrow...

Chen Fanyin immediately sent Su Mu a WeChat message: "Mumu, the store is about to explode, come and help."

After she sent it, she put down her phone. Ruan Ruan also calculated the price: "Ms. Tan, the price you ordered for the main wedding dress is 9,888 yuan, Xiuhe is 3,888 yuan. We rent two sets of dresses in the store and can give a toast dress, a total of 13,776 yuan."

Tan Jia swallowed unconsciously.

They have visited many wedding dress shops these days, and the most expensive one is only 8,000 yuan and three sets. This wedding dress shop has more than 10,000 yuan in two pieces.

Her best friend couldn't help asking: "Are these two sets of wedding dresses you have the most expensive?"

"No," Ruan Ruan had a professional smile on her face, "The most expensive one is upstairs, renting for an hour is 9,888 yuan."

“…I really want to give it a try.”

Chen Fanyin: "That one is five thousand at a time."

“…”

Tan Jia's mouth trembled slightly, and when she looked at the bill of 13,776 yuan, she didn't even think it was expensive!

Chen Fanyin held the water cup and said, "Ms. Tan, there is no need to be psychologically stressed. Just choose according to your financial situation. But I still want to remind you that you are really not suitable for lace styles. Strap-breasted silk is very suitable for you. Try to avoid lightning when you go to other places to choose."

Her expression was faint and honest.

Tan Jia thought for a while before looking at her best friend.

Her best friend spread her hands and said, "Don't look at me, it's really good-looking. It's not that I don't have a tacit understanding, it's because I really can't smooth things out without my conscience!"

Tan Jia didn't have a long time to worry about it. She looked at the wedding budget, then looked at her account balance, and said directly: "It's 6,000 more than my budget. If they don't agree, I'll add it myself. I'll order a small problem!"

Chen Fanyin nodded: "Okay, then we can continue chatting now."

"Hmm? What else do you want to talk about?" Tan Jia was very confused.

It’s appropriate to rent a wedding dress, and it’s acceptable to buy it. What else can I discuss?

"Talk about my rules."

Chen Fanyin looked at Tan Jia, his speech slowed down a little, but his voice was very serious: "My rule is that the bride must take the wedding dress himself. The groom cannot do it, your best friend cannot do it, and even the parents of both parties cannot."

"That is, before the wedding, you have to take time out to get the dress yourself, and the clerk in our store will only hand the dress to your hands."

Tan Jia couldn't understand and asked suspiciously: "Why is this? I was very busy before the wedding."

Chen Fanyin didn't want to explain too much, and just said, "The rules are like this. If you can accept it, we will sign a contract. If you can't, forget it."

Tan Jia and her best friend looked at each other and saw doubts in each other's eyes.

They have been to many wedding shops, but this is the first time I have heard of such rules.

Ruan Ruan walked up at the right time and said with a smile: "The size of your dress needs to be modified. You can try it if you come here in person. If you have any questions, you can also adjust it in time, right?"

Tan Jia nodded thoughtfully and reluctantly accepted this reason.

"Okay, I'll write it down and sign the contract."

The contract for a wedding dress shop is quite detailed. Su Mu asked her company's legal affairs to do it, and there is also a lawyer notarization.

Under Shen Fanyin's serious request, Tan Jia finished reading it word by word, and after confirming that there was no problem, both parties signed the contract.

After seeing them off, Chen Fanyin said to Sangsang Ruan Ruan: "Prepare it. Today's appointment is full, and it will be full in the next few days. I guess I'll be busy for a while."

Sangsang and Ruan Ruan were stunned at the same time, and their eyes burst out with light: "Sister Yin, is this the legendary one who has attained enlightenment and ascends to heaven?"

If the order is successfully signed, the two of them will also receive commissions. Chen Fanyin won the prize and the business in the store is good, their salary will also increase.

Chen Fanyin looked at them puzzledly: "Did you describe yourself as chickens and dogs, after the chickens and dogs agree?"

“…”

"Okay, work hard, Miss Tan's actions are not enough to alert you?"

Sangsang Ruan Ruan looked at each other: "Ah? What's the alert?"

"No one has to look at his rich face. Every girl's family is mostly fighting for her wallet!" Chen Fanyin said and went to the work area.

Sangsang Ruan Ruan was silent for a while, and looked at each other and asked each other: "Do you think Sister Yin's chicken soup is not too heart-warming today?"

Why do they still stick to their posts if they are not well-managed in their wedding dress shop?

Don’t ask, it’s good to ask, the boss makes chicken soup every day.

Today's chicken soup was a bit bland, but the joy of the guests coming to the door could still be compensated. After seeing Tan Jia off, two pairs of guests were welcomed in the store.

One pair is a customer who makes an appointment, and the other pair is a customer whom Mr. Zeng introduced.

"Hello, my name is Duan Qingxin. This is my fiancé Yin Zhou."

"Hello, Chen Fanyin."

The girl in front of her is as gentle as ink paintings, with long, straight black hair and melon-shaped face, and very thin. She looks like a good girl who has grown up with books and ink since she was a child.

Her fiancé is not bad-looking, but she has a rude face between her eyebrows and eyes. From the moment she enters the door, his chin never falls.

Duan Qingxin sat down opposite Shen Fanyin. Yin Zhou did not sit down. He curled his lips at the paper cup that Sangsang had just brought up, and his eyes wandered around the various wedding dresses in the store.

He had no intention of concealing his dislike for this small shop.

Chen Fanyin was too lazy to pay attention to him and pretended that this person did not exist.

Seeing him like this, Duan Qingxin glared at him as a warning, and then smiled and said to Chen Fanyin: "Thank you very much for accepting my order. The wedding date was temporarily set. It's more urgent and it's causing you trouble."

I'm anxious to get married, seven out of ten are because my stomach is too hard to wait.

Chen Fanyin nodded and gave her a soothing look: "Don't worry, Miss Duan, you're done. You have a good figure. Do you have the style you like?"

"Yes." Duan Qingxin subconsciously covered her lower abdomen, her cheeks were slightly red, "I like the Chinese style, but the wedding scene was Western style. Only white veil can you make a Chinese style wedding dress?"

The two elements of Chinese style and Western wedding dress can be said to be irrelevant.

After Duan Qingxin asked, she felt it was unreliable, so she shook her head helplessly. Just when she was about to forget it, she saw Chen Fanyin's smile.
Chapter completed!
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