typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 126 Wearing a small jeep

"Sister Hong!"

As soon as I walked in, I was greeted warmly by a tall middle-aged woman who looked like a store manager.

"Is this Mr. He Xin?"

There is no way, even though he has become the Golden Horse Best Actor, he is still famous in China.

This middle-aged woman is the manager of this specialty store and a friend of Sister Hong.

No wonder Sister Hong said she was here to borrow some clothes.

He Xin's knowledge of this top international luxury brand has been almost zero in his entire life. This store is located on the bustling Wangfujing Street, but he has never stepped in.

Just like this time, the streets outside were crowded, but the shop was deserted. This is because everyone knows that this kind of place is not affordable for ordinary people, and even if they are curious and want to come in, they will probably feel ashamed.

While the store manager was talking to Sister Hong, He Xin took a few glances at some casual shirts and T-shirts hanging next to him. The styles of the clothes here didn't look much different from the ones that cost ten yuan a piece at Dongpiao.

, but seeing the price tag above still made him speechless.

It's a navy blue short-sleeved shirt with a soft fabric and a price tag of 2,500. It's probably the cheapest clothes in the store. Any T-shirt costs at least 4,500, 89,000, or even tens of thousands.

They are everywhere. Not to mention the long suits, windbreakers and the like hanging against the wall, which are estimated to cost at least tens of thousands.

Fortunately, Sister Hong said he was borrowing it. If he had bought it, he would never have come to a place like this.

"Mr. He Xin, please come this way!"

After the store manager exchanged greetings with Sister Hong, he invited them to the reception area at the back of the store.

There is a small table, a few comfortable seats, large mirrors on both sides of the wall, and a fitting room separated by a curtain.

"What style does Mr. He like?" the store manager asked politely.

"Well……"

Sister Hong probably couldn't say anything for a country bumpkin like him, so she hurriedly said: "Xiaohong, you are an expert, just watch and help him match his outfit."

It turns out she is also a Hong sister.

The store manager Xiaohong asked him to stand up politely, then looked at it carefully and said with a smile: "You have a good figure. If you were a little thinner, you could be a model."

"Xiao Hong, please don't say that. Our Xiao He has a standard figure! He just needs to gain some weight for the next role." Sister Hong said pretending to be angry.

"Sister Hong, look at you, I'm not joking!"

Watching an old woman act coquettishly is not very interesting.

"When I use it next month, will I still gain weight again?" Store manager Xiaohong asked again after being coquettish with Sister Hong.

"Maybe I'll gain another five pounds," He Xin said.

"Um!"

Store manager Xiaohong nodded and said thoughtfully: "Retro is popular in Europe now, and we are also preparing to launch a series of new models here. A set of samples just arrived the day before yesterday. Originally I thought it might be a little bigger, but since you will have gained five pounds by then

If so, it’s probably just right.”

"Then hurry up and get it!" Sister Hong urged.

"Sure, you'll definitely look handsome in it!" Store manager Xiaohong said with a smile.

While the store manager Xiaohong went to pick up the clothes, Sister Hong introduced He Xin with a smile: "This Xiaohong was my little sister in the handicraft factory, and later she was one of the earliest models in Beijing.

She has a very good taste and the clothes she picks are spot on."

Only then did He Xin understand. No wonder the store manager Xiaohong looked in good shape and was almost as tall as him in high heels. It turned out to be an old model!

After a while, store manager Xiaohong walked in with a suit, followed by a female clerk, holding a white shirt and a blue and white striped tie.

"Look, doesn't this suit look good?"

When store manager Xiaohong picked up the suit in his hand, He Xin's eyes suddenly lit up. It was a navy blue double-breasted suit. It looked quite retro, especially the buttons were different.

A copper button with a metallic luster.

"Originally, I wanted to give you a bow tie, but I personally think that this kind of suit would be more suitable with a white shirt with a Windsor collar and a striped tie."

After saying that, store manager Xiaohong smiled at He Xin and said, "Especially with your long hair, he might look even more handsome!"

"Then let me try?" He Xin said impatiently.

"It's just for you to try."

Store manager Xiaohong and the female clerk helped him take the clothes into the fitting room.

He Xin changed into clothes in the fitting room. The store manager Xiaohong was very attentive and specially matched a pair of copper cufflinks with the same style as the buttons on the suit. The suit did look a little too big on her body.

But looking at myself in the mirror, I found that after putting on this suit, my whole temperament seemed to have completely changed, and I looked more stable and mature. And paired with a white shirt with a Windsor collar and a blue and white striped tie, I was looking more stable.

Between being mature and lively, yet still lively and casual, it exudes a strong British style.

Especially when paired with his thick and naturally curly hair, as store manager Xiaohong said, he looks even more handsome. He Xin also thought about dyeing his hair into grandma gray and leaving a big hair.

Beard, his accent is probably comparable to that of Brother Xiu Bo who sent his mistress to prison in later generations.

How do you say that word? It seems to be called ya, ya, what the hell? Oh, yes, it’s called yuppie!

At first, he didn't understand what a Windsor collar was, but now he finally knew that it was the kind of collar that was slightly narrower than an ordinary shirt, with the splay of the neckline particularly open.

"Xiao He, are you okay?"

Maybe it was because he spent too long admiring himself in the locker room, and Sister Hong was urging him loudly outside.

"OK OK."

The guy responded quickly and walked out happily.

"Wow!"

Sister Hong opened her mouth exaggeratedly.

The eyes of the female clerk standing nearby were obviously shining.

The store manager Xiaohong's eyes flashed with pride, and she soon said in a professional tone: "It's indeed a little big, but it doesn't matter. It will fit you when you wear it."

As she said that, she also smiled and said: "I told you, I will definitely look more handsome with your long hair!"

He Xin also looked embarrassed and looked at himself in the mirror again.

Suddenly he thought of a serious problem.

"Uh, Sister Xiaohong, my hairstyle may have to change by then."

"What does it look like?"

"short hair."

"Flat head?"

Store manager Xiaohong lowered her head and pondered for a moment, then said confidently: "No problem, it's just that your whole temperament will change."

"oh!"

"Not bad, not bad, I think this is the one. Xiao He, what do you think?" Sister Hong said from the side.

"fine!"

He Xin really liked this outfit. He hesitated and asked, "Sister Xiaohong, how much does this outfit cost?"

"One hundred and thirty-eight thousand!"

Manager Xiaohong spit out a number in an understatement.

"How many?"

He Xin's tone changed a bit.

Store manager Xiaohong pursed her lips and said with a smile: "This suit costs 138,000 yuan. If you include the shirt and tie, it's exactly 150,000 yuan!"

"..."

He Xin originally thought that if the total was thirty to forty thousand, he might just bite the bullet and buy it, but he never expected that asking for this amount would be equivalent to wearing Li Mengnan's little Jeep.

He immediately fell silent.

Store manager Xiaohong's eyes communicated silently with Sister Hong's, and then they looked at each other and smiled.

"This suit includes a shirt and tie. Although it is lent to you to attend the Academy Awards ceremony, if you win the award..."

"Just give it to me?" He Xin's eyes lit up.

"Sending it away is definitely not possible!"

Store manager Xiaohong smiled sweetly, raised a finger and said, "But I can sell it to you at a discount."

One discount is 15,000, which is a very affordable price. He Xin thought about it secretly, but immediately shook his head. Although he unexpectedly won the Golden Horse Best Actor last time, this time the Academy Award is really not that big.

grasp.

Except for Hu Jun, who is a strong opponent that the outside world is unanimously optimistic about, "Shaolin Football", which has been discriminated against at the Golden Horse Awards, made a comeback this time and won awards including Best Picture, Best Director, and Best Actor.

Thirteen nominations, three more than "Lan Yu".


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next