Although Zhuang Yibo made the request, he did not expect Shen Wangjin to be so active, so he was startled. He originally wanted to say that the furniture store should have been closed at this time, but after thinking about it, it was probably in vain, and he still did not speak after all.
After dinner, Shen Wangjin took her out of the house.
After driving for about half an hour, they arrived at a furniture brand direct store.
Sure enough, the furniture store that should have been closed for work was still brightly lit at this moment, and several staff members were waiting at the door. When they saw them, they quickly stepped forward to receive them warmly.
Hearing that he wanted to choose a chair, the store manager immediately enthusiastically brought a picture album to Zhuang Yibo and introduced each model in the album in detail.
Zhuang Yibo originally didn't have any high requirements for this. All she needed was a comfortable sofa chair. She didn't care about the brand price, not to mention that it was such a famous brand store, and any one she picked would be in line with her original requirements.
required.
But at this moment, when she looked at the exquisite chairs in the album, she didn't show a trace of satisfaction.
Finally, after reading all the sofas and chairs in the store, Zhuang Yibo just slowly closed the picture page in his hand.
"No one you like?" Shen Wangjin asked upon seeing this.
"Yeah." Zhuang Yibo responded lightly.
Shen Wangjin then looked at the manager standing next to him, "Is this all there is?"
"Yes." The manager quickly and cautiously replied, "These are the styles we currently sell, or Ms. Zhuang can talk about your needs and preferences, and our designers can also customize the style you like for Ms. Zhuang.
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Zhuang Yibo heard this but did not answer.
At this time, a female employee next to her suddenly reached out to take the album that Zhuang Yibo had put down, came to Zhuang Yibo, squatted down and said to her: "Maybe Miss Zhuang didn't see clearly before. After all, these are just pictures, and they may not be able to see clearly."
You can see how exquisite the real thing is. How about I introduce it to Miss Zhuang again? I think there are several models here that are very suitable for Miss Zhuang."
After saying that, the female employee turned to several pages of the album and introduced them in detail one by one.
Zhuang Yibo had already wanted to get up and leave. When he saw this situation, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed and could only bite the bullet and listen.
While the female employee was introducing her, the manager also carefully introduced other models to Shen Wangjin, while other employees served tea and water, serving them attentively and thoughtfully.
Seeing that the clock on the wall was already approaching nine o'clock, Zhuang Yibo felt even more uncomfortable. When the female employee introduced the third model, she finally couldn't help but said: "Let's take this one."
Everyone had probably already concluded that she was a difficult person to serve, and they didn't seem to react for a moment after hearing this.
Shen Wangjin turned to look at her, and a smile slowly appeared on his lips.
"Do you like this, Miss Zhuang? That's great, I'll arrange an order for Miss Zhuang -"
Before the salesperson finished speaking, Shen Wangjin interrupted her and said: "Isn't it in stock? I hope to see this chair tonight."
"No." Zhuang Yibo immediately said, "Don't be in a hurry, I won't wait to order, just follow the process and order."
Upon hearing this, the manager quickly looked at Shen Wangjin, "Mr. Shen, look..."
Hearing this, Shen Wangjin slowly held Zhuang Yibo's hand and said with a smile: "Of course it is according to what Miss Zhuang said. You can place an order."
After leaving the furniture store, the manager and salesman took them all the way to the car, then waved and watched them leave.
Zhuang Yibo sat in the car, leaning against the window glass, biting his lip slightly and saying nothing.
Shen Wangjin sat next to him and waited for the car to start before speaking again: "You said you wanted the chair right away, so why are you willing to wait for the order? In fact, as long as you put a little pressure on them, maybe they can find one for you tomorrow.
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When Zhuang Yibo heard this, he still said nothing, but frowned uncontrollably.
Shen Wangjin paused and didn't say anything more. He just turned to look out the window, but his eyes fell on the car window glass. Looking at the figure of the woman next to him reflected on it, he couldn't help but smile again.
I have done it once, but I feel lonely again. Are you angry, annoyed or regretful?
He didn't know the answer, but he didn't need to know. He only knew that at this moment, he was in an inexplicably good mood.