The dark and narrow warehouse is bubbling with steam, a large and delicate handmade men's blazer is on the garment steamer, and the singer of the Song and Qing dynasties is holding the iron of the garment steamer, carefully ironing out the folds left by customers after trying them on little by little.

The warehouse was closed and stuffy, coupled with the continuous steam of the garment steamer, Song Qingge's face was covered with a layer of sweat. She stretched her sleeves to wipe the fine sweat from her forehead, acting carefully and cautiously, for fear of staining the extravagant coat.

It's not an exaggeration to say that the clothes here are extravagant, and if there is a slight flaw, it is not enough to pay her a month's salary and then paste it upside down.

The men's clothing store where she now works is a handmade menswear brand store designed and operated by herself, and the owner is a fashion designer herself, who opened the store after returning from studying in Japan.

Fingers swept over the extremely delicate coat, Song Qingge looked at the suit in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

She once had the opportunity to be like the owner of this shop, but it's a pity......

"Xiao Song! Xiao Song! Song Qingge! ”

Suddenly there was a shout from the store manager outside, and Song Qingge woke up like a dream, hurriedly turned off the garment steamer and ran out.

"Store manager, you call me?"

"Xiao Wu went to the head office to transfer goods, there are not enough people, you go and follow the customer over there to see what he needs."

Song Qingge followed the store manager's line of sight, a man with a long figure was looking at a suit with his back to her, and when he raised his hand, the sleeves of his shirt slipped down, just revealing the Vacheron Constantin watch on his wrist, obviously a distinguished customer.

"Okay." Song Qingge nodded, sorted out his appearance and prepared to go over.

"Eh, wait a minute!" The store manager suddenly stopped her again, quietly pulled her aside and said, "It's been less than an hour before the store closes, and you have no results today!" That customer is not an ordinary person, the service attitude is a little better for a while, he buys more, your commission is more, and it can also improve the evaluation! ”

Song Qingge nodded gratefully, "Thank you, store manager, I know." ”

Because this store is opened in the shopping mall, the shopping mall is afraid that the shopping guide with a bad service attitude will affect the image of the entire shopping mall, so each store has a shopping guide scoring mechanism, and the customer should score the shopping guide for their service after shopping, and at the end of the month, the statistics will be counted, and the unqualified shopping guide will be directly expelled.

Therefore, to be a shopping guide here, you must not only work hard to earn commissions, but also lower your profile to please customers. Otherwise, he complains, and you may go home tomorrow.

Taking a deep breath, Song Qingge walked up and said enthusiastically to the man: "Hello sir, what clothes do you need, I can introduce them to you." ”

In order to maintain a suitable distance, Song Qingge sensibly stood two steps away from the man, but he could still clearly smell the smell of tobacco and the clear aftershave smell on the man's body.

It's cold, and it's a familiar smell, just like that person......

Song Qingge folded his hands in his lower abdomen, slightly distracted, and couldn't help but feel a little in a trance.

"Get me this suit, try it out."

The man's voice opened lightly, Song Qingge hurriedly withdrew his thoughts, and just wanted to agree, he raised his head to meet the man's gaze, but the smile suddenly froze at the corner of his mouth, and his pupils also reflexively constricted.

It's him......

She knows that her sharp eyes, her strong sword eyebrows, her high nose, her thin lips, her face are steep and resolute, and even when she taunts her, the corners of her mouth are raised in the same arc as they were five years ago.

After a slight surprise, the man turned around and glanced down at her, his tone still as disdainful as ever, "It turned out to be you." ”

After so many years, Song Qingge never thought about seeing the scene of Zhan Qi again.

It's not so much that I don't dare to think about it, but that I don't want to think about it.

What this man left her was something she didn't want to recall in her life, she had deliberately forgotten it for five years, but when he stood in front of her again, the memories still flooded into her mind, and her eardrums were buzzing.

She stood in front of him as if she was stupid, her face full of surprise and disbelief.

All of Song Qingge's panic fell into Zhan Qi's eyes, his height of 187, just standing casually as if he was looking down on her, and his eyes were more contemptuous at this time, more like he was looking at a clown jumping off the beam.

It took all the strength of his body to pull himself back from the shock, moved the corners of his stiff mouth, squeezed out an ugly smile, and repeated, "Is there anything I can help with?" ”

Zhan Qi put his hands in his pockets and looked flat, "That suit, bring me a set to try." ”

Song Qingge pinched his palm hard so that his voice didn't tremble, "Excuse me...... What do you wear? ”

Zhan Qi stared at her for two seconds, but smiled, "Aren't you clearer than me?" Do you need to ask me? After he finished speaking, he suddenly leaned down to her and whispered in her ear: "If I remember correctly, you measured me in bed at the beginning, why did you forget it?" ”

The man's warm breath sprayed in her ears, and Song Qingge took a step back in a hurry, lowered his head and said, "Look at your figure, you can wear XL." Wait a minute, I'll get you a set. ”

With that, she turned around and ran into the warehouse, her fingers shaking as she rummaged through the hangers.

Soon she found an XL suit, and before walking out of the warehouse, she took another deep breath, trying to tell herself that she was no longer the Song Qingge she was five years ago, and she only walked out after motivating herself.

The man still had his back to her, Song Qingge walked up with his suit, and called out in a flat voice, "Sir, the clothes are here, you can try them." ”

Zhan Qi turned his head when he heard the sound, glanced at her, and found that her face had lost the panic just now, and had become much calmer.

It seems that this woman has changed in the past five years.

Looking away, Zhan Qi said, "Where to try?" ”

"The fitting room is over there." Song Qingge made a gesture to him.

Zhan Qi's gaze swept over her and walked directly to the fitting room, Song Qingge immediately reminded when he saw this: "Sir, your clothes are ......"

Zhan Qi's footsteps paused, and he turned back to her and said, "You come in and try with me." The tone is strong and cannot be refused.

What did he just say?

Song Qingge looked at his back in disbelief, almost thinking that he was hallucinating, he said let her go in and accompany him to try on clothes?