It is said that the minimum annual membership fee is 200,000 yuan a year, and it also needs to be introduced by a member, otherwise no matter how much money you spend, you will not be able to get in.
Going up from the elevator in the underground parking lot, Mu Qingyu followed Leng Yunlin into the elevator, first looking at the button on the third floor.
The third floor is the women's clothing department of the mall. Because this mall's business line is geared towards high-end products, and it is a weekday afternoon, there is not much traffic.
Mu Qingyu looked around at the counters of well-known brands. There were only well-dressed sales staff standing with polite smiles, but few people visited them.
Leng Yunlin couldn't help but lead her to the counter of a women's clothing brand. She looked up and saw the brand, Chanel.
The sales lady greeted warmly: "Welcome!"
Leng Yunlin sat aside as soon as he entered the door and waved his hand in an understatement: "Find her some clothes that can be seen in public."
"Okay, sir." The salesperson took Mu Qingyu down and gave her a set of clothes, "This is our new summer dress this year, you can try it on."
She walked into the fitting room and put it on, casually opened the tag, and when she saw the people behind her, she was silent for a moment.
Well, her first feeling was - the price of this dress won't be deducted from the one million yuan, right?
Without thinking about it, she changed her clothes and pushed out the door.
"How's it going?" Seeing Leng Yunlin's dazed look, he thought his clothes didn't look good, so he turned around twice. The clothes were well cut and fitted, showing off his smooth and tall figure.
The sales lady next to her originally planned to make a sales pitch non-stop, but as soon as she said a few words, Leng Yunlin made a silent gesture and frowned displeased: "What a good woman!"
The sales lady and Mu Qingyu were suddenly stunned. What do you mean, do you think her clothes are not coquettish enough?
The sales lady coughed twice, then took out a slightly retro little black dress and handed it to her.
When he went in to change his clothes, Mu Qingyu still complained a little. He actually disliked that well-dressed woman? Then what kind of occasion was he going to take her to later?
Feeling a little uneasy, Mu Qingyu changed her clothes unhappily, but Leng Yunlin was still dissatisfied. After all, the sales lady had undergone professional training, and the smile on her face did not change, and she politely stepped aside to stand.
After changing one set of clothes after another, Mu Qingyu slowly became numb.
Whatever, he is the boss anyway. With such a high salary, if the job content is just changing clothes...such a thing, it would be quite good.
It's easier than staying by his side, making him happy and assisting him in completing his work, right?
Leng Yunlin basically didn't speak. He was sitting on the soft sofa like an uncle, drinking coffee. He just watched her display a set of clothes like a model, and then impatiently encouraged her to continue changing with gestures.
If he meets someone he is satisfied with, he will let her turn around twice. If he is not satisfied, he will give up after just one look.
Gradually, she noticed that his eyes had changed slightly.
There seemed to be a trace of imperceptible softness in the originally cold eyes, and the expression on her face also changed slightly. Sometimes, he would even involuntarily stare at her exposed slender arms, or, look at her.
The slender waist was lost in thought for two or three seconds.