Chapter 455: The cheongsam shop in the evening breeze is hazy in the mist and rain. In the dark scenery, the ancient and the fresh complement each other.
Strolling along the Wuyi Lane by the Qinhuai River, there are old-fashioned shops on both sides, a double-story building, wooden plaques with black background and gilding, and ancient and exquisite patterns carved on the window lattice, which are simple but unique. In a trance,
It seems that I have traveled through thousands of years, and standing in this ancient scenery, I feel the passage of time.
Wang Lili's cheongsam shop is at the entrance of the alley. The name of the shop is very elegant and unique.
At Wanfeng Cheongsam Shop, Ye Feng stared at the five regular script characters on the plaque, and a smile quietly appeared on his face.
The so-called evening breeze, as the name suggests, refers to the wind at night, and the subtle meaning in it is self-evident.
Looking at the essence through the appearance, this wise saying is true. From the perspective of words and deeds, Wang Lili is very much like the popular legend on the Qinhuai River, and her gestures are full of charm; but if you take away the coquettishness and charm in her body,
You will find that this woman is not actually bad at heart. She is carefree and even has a child-like innocence and straightforwardness.
This plaque represents another side of Wang Lili that is unknown to the public, a picture of gratitude.
"How about it? Do you like this name? I thought about this store name for a long time. It sounds very interesting to me."
Wang Lili smiled so heartily, and then pulled Ye Feng's arm hard. "Don't be in a daze. Come in quickly. My bedroom is on the second floor."
It is exactly the same as the saying in Jiang Youji's old shop, "A full man does not know that a hungry man is hungry." The words are full of provocation, and are straightforward and bold. Wang Lili is such a complex contradiction. Ye Feng knows what it means to walk in.
, but he still walked in, openly and without any hesitation, because in his heart, the Wang Lili now was the Wang Lili after the rebirth, and had nothing to do with the past.
The store is not large, but the decoration is very nostalgic. There are various handmade cheongsams of different styles on the surrounding display racks. The patterns may be complex, simple, elegant, coquettish, luxurious, simple, or indifferent.
Not only is it beautiful, but the graceful beauty of women's breasts it depicts is not only impressive to women. The colored lights on the ceiling rotate, and the blurred light makes the already colorful cheongsam even more glorious.
It is eye-catching, and is reflected by the full-length mirrors surrounding it, just like a slow-motion playback in a movie, jumping frame by frame, making people dizzy and feeling like they are in a fantasy world.
"So you also have this hobby. Do you really like the look of women wearing cheongsam? Hehe, since you like this, let's not go upstairs."
Ye Feng's fascination made Wang Lili change her original intention. She moved lightly with her lotus steps, like a butterfly playing in the flowers, dancing gracefully between the display shelves.
"This one is too formal and not suitable for wearing now... This one is too dignified and has no sentiment... This one is good, fashionable and sexy..."
Wang Lili came to the place where the lights gathered and put on a dress-changing show in a grand manner. However, the short cheongsam that she praised as fashionable and sexy did not stay on her body for long before she hurriedly took it off again. No.
She didn't want to "be a woman who pleases herself", but because she was too hungry. She knew that the man in front of her would not stay here for long, so she had to hurry up and not waste any bit of it.
After a long time, the fierce battle in the cheongsam shop finally subsided. The two naked men and women hugged each other, relying on each other, and quietly enjoying the aftereffects of the incident.
Wang Lilixiang was dripping with sweat, with a blush on her face. Under the light, she looked particularly charming.
"It's so comfortable, dear, thank you for finally satisfying me for once. Hehe, I'm full this time..."
After a full meal, Wang Lili was still in a languid state. Perhaps in her opinion, only in this way can she show her sincere love for her beloved man.
It has to be said that charming women are more lethal, and Ye Feng is the best proof. The intense blending of water and fire just now made him satisfied. The unhappiness he encountered in the venue has long since disappeared.
It flew into the clouds and disappeared without a trace.
While they were in love, the doorbell rang suddenly, causing the naked couple to panic.
"They are probably customers who are here to buy cheongsam. My dear, please help me deal with it. I will go upstairs to wash up and touch up my makeup."
Wang Lili pulled up a strand of messy hair, bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground, then blinked, turned around and bit Ye Feng's ear.
"I forgot to tell you. Most of the people who come to buy cheongsams from me are beauties. Aren't you planning to pick flowers by the Qinhuai River? This is a good opportunity. Hehe, dear, let's see what I do to you. I'll help you pick them up.
Pimp, I think you can definitely feel this sincerity and this love."
What's the point? What does pimping have to do with true love? Ye Feng couldn't help laughing, but Wang Lili danced excitedly, twisting her big naked butt and running up the stairs. When she turned the corner, she didn't forget to reach out to the person who was hurriedly walking through the door.
Ye Feng made an extremely exaggerated "V" gesture.
The doorbell kept ringing. Ye Feng shook his head in embarrassment, hurriedly dressed up, and then opened the door.
The customer who entered the door was a mixed-race beauty. This young woman of Asian descent combines the mystery of the East with the sexy style of the West. The classic blues fashion combined with her innate mysterious elegance is irresistible.
resist.
It was a rare thing for a grown man to appear in a cheongsam shop that was supposed to be reserved for women, but the mixed-race girl looked at Ye Feng without any surprise. She looked at Ye Feng up and down.
Then he looked down at the Cartier fashion watch on his wrist, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"It's not a good habit for a businessman to close the door for an hour in broad daylight for no reason."
The mixed-race girl spoke a Chinese dialect with a slight Minnan accent. Her voice was gentle and pleasant, but in Ye Feng's ears, it was extremely harsh.
Ye Feng laughed and explained in an appropriate manner. "Sorry, I was just taking stock of the goods."
"So that's it." The mixed-race girl trailed off in a long tone and smiled very playfully. "After taking stock of the goods, I think there must be a new style of cheongsam, so please help me introduce it, sir."
"No problem, no problem. Miss, please come this way."
Fortunately, Liu Yanmei likes to read fashion magazines in her spare time, and Ye Feng has also learned a lot about women's fashion. Although she is rushing to put it on the shelves, she is not in a hurry. Invite the mixed-race girl to the display stand.
, Ye Feng explained while recalling.
"Modern cheongsam is divided into Beijing style and Shanghai style, which represent two different styles in art and culture. Shanghai style is characterized by absorbing Western arts, is innovative, flexible and diverse, and has a strong fashion atmosphere; Beijing style has obvious palace charm,
Looks reserved and condensed..."
"I really can't tell. Sir, you are still young, but you are a bit old school."
Being a salesperson is not an easy and simple profession. Every day, you have to face customers from all walks of life. These customers have different identities, statuses, ages, and accomplishments. Salespersons need to respond flexibly and find the right way to make customers feel involved.
Click, and then prescribe the right medicine.
The mixed-race girl seemed to be praising but was actually criticizing, so Ye Feng had to change his strategy and once again deeply recalled the fashion magazines he had read in the past. A smile gradually appeared on his face, and Ye Feng thought of an article about cheongsam written by the essayist Mr. Wang Bendao.
This wonderful description is very accurate and very beautiful, and it will definitely impress the mixed-race girl from a foreign land in front of you.
"The charm of cheongsam is displayed in restraint, subtlety and gentleness: the small stand-up collar surrounds the delicate neck; the smooth and concave lines adhere to the tall and straight body; the slit hem sways with the light steps, everywhere
It looks delicate, elegant, gentle and elegant. The cheongsam seems dense and wraps everything it should, but it is also the sexiest, showing everything it can inadvertently. The densely packed dragonfly-shaped buttons are like a handful
The small lock hides several restricted areas on the body, seeming to solemnly tell the opposite sex that exploration is not allowed here, but it clearly shows its unique charm."
Sure enough, as soon as these wonderful remarks were uttered, they were immediately approved by the mixed-race girl.
Ye Feng took a long breath of relief, then prescribed the right medicine and explained it eloquently.
"Some people say: A well-educated Chinese woman will have an unusual flavor as soon as she touches the cheongsam. Some people say: Chinese women's clothing will have an unusual flavor as soon as it touches the aura of the cheongsam. The cheongsam
The reason why it is deeply loved by Chinese people is that it is a garment created by the Chinese themselves. It is deeply rooted in the fertile soil of Chinese civilization. The cheongsam best matches the figure, skin, appearance, and temperament of Chinese women and looks seamless.
Tiancheng has a sense of perfection that blends water and flesh, and makes the exquisite figure and dignified and elegant temperament of Chinese women look charming and beautiful."
"That's right. This kind of explanation can capture the minds of customers and make them spend money to buy these works of art with oriental beauty." The mixed-race girl made an elegant pose and pointed at the cheongsam on the display cabinet. "
I am only half Chinese, so I wonder if wearing a cheongsam will bring out the charm and beauty you just mentioned."
"Of course you can. Chinese people respect the traditional virtue of drinking water and remembering its source. As long as you have any trace of Chinese blood in your body, you are also Chinese." Speaking of this, Ye Feng couldn't help but recall his past experiences of wandering overseas and his attachment to the motherland.
Thoughts and longings arose spontaneously, and then he became very happy. "We are all sons and daughters of China, brothers and sisters, and one family. Although you are living overseas, we still regard you as our own relatives, and the Chinese mainland will always be ours."
This is your home."
"Family." A trace of melancholy flashed in the eyes of the mixed-race girl, followed by inexplicable joy. "Brother, you can be my brother."
Facing the little hand extended by the mixed-race girl, Ye Feng took it without thinking.
He is an orphan. In this world, what he misses most is his deceased relatives. He needs relatives, and even more that kind of warm family affection.
"Brother." The mixed-race girl gave Ye Feng a big hug, then she leaned on Ye Feng's shoulder and laughed. "Brother, can you tell me something, something about you?"
"What's going on?"
"Well, why did this place have to be closed for an hour just now? Hehe, are you and the proprietress of the cheongsam shop really taking stock of the goods?"
"This, this..." Ye Feng was a little embarrassed and then asked, "How did you know this place was closed for an hour?"
"Because I have been following you, following you out of the Jinling Hotel, following you into Jiang Youji, and then following you to the Wanfeng Cheongsam Shop. Of course, I am very sensible and know what you are going to do, so
I didn’t follow up at that time and stayed outside waiting for an hour.”
At the same time as he suddenly realized this, Ye Feng also frowned, feeling that the sister he had just met in his arms was not an ordinary foreign tourist.
"Don't panic, hell wind. I came to Aurous Hill this time specifically to see you. But I didn't expect that we would turn from friends into brothers and sisters."
Suddenly, Ye Feng remembered a foreign woman that Bianhua had mentioned to him when he was in northern Myanmar.
"You are Miss C."
The mixed-race girl smiled brightly, and then nodded vigorously.