Chapter 124: Strike When It's Time to Strike
Zhuang Zhou was still full of expectations, but when he saw Song Fusheng pointing to the Nokia 7610 pink in the glass cabinet, he said to the shopping guide, "Hello, I want this." And he was completely dead. Song Fusheng came prepared, and this preparation seems to be related to girls. Is it a flower?
"Okay. We also have a black one. Do you need to take a look? The shopping guide smiled and took a black model from it to Song Fusheng to see.
"Yes. Wrap them all up. Song Fusheng only glanced at it and decided to buy them all.
"Our model is perfect for couples, and I wish you and your girlfriend a hundred years of happiness." It is the first time for the shopping guide to see such a refreshing customer, from entering the door to paying without any wordy words, the whole process is as smooth as a cloud, which makes people extremely comfortable.
Song Fusheng listened to the words of the shopping guide and glanced at him without replying, he picked up the packaging bag and turned his face to Zhuang Zhou: "You can choose which one you want to buy." ”
"Poof~" Zhuang Zhou was still immersed in the inexplicable blessings of the shopping guide, smiling to himself. The shopping guides who are not sweet in these years are not good shopping guides.
"Have you laughed enough? If you've laughed enough, let's go. Song Fushengquan thought that what he had just said was to the air.
"Nope. Oh no, I didn't laugh. Ok ok. I only got a new one last week, so if you could have asked me earlier. Zhuang Zhouyan is back to business.
"Let's go, then."
"Okay."
"You are welcome to come back next time. Walking. The service attitude of the shopping guide is really good, he opened the glass door one step ahead of them, leaned forward slightly to see them leave.
Where will it go next? Zhuang Zhou wanted to ask, but he wanted to know who Song Fusheng bought the gift for. "Floating. Who are you sending this for? ”
"I didn't give it to you anyway." Song Fusheng walked into the elevator quickly, and pressed the number 19 with his slender fingers. As far as Zhuang Zhou knows, the nineteenth floor is a well-known designer brand store, with different styles, college style uniforms, celebrity style high-end customization, sweet Lolita skirts, and high-end retro dresses; It's a fantasy paradise for almost all girls. "You're going to buy women's clothes?" Zhuang Zhou's head still turned very fast, Song Fusheng was too lazy to speak, and he also fast-forwarded with him.
The elevator stopped once on the sixth floor, and two cute girls wearing Princess Lolita dresses came in, and they had been focusing on Song Fusheng and Zhuang Zhou since they entered the elevator, these two people were on the same floor as they were going? Two girls, you look at me, I look at you, and they can't help but make up countless possibilities. But because I was embarrassed to discuss my thoughts in front of others, I had to make eye contact. "Ding~" The elevator stopped on the fifteenth floor. "Floating. Can you guess if the person who came in this time was male or female? Song Fusheng didn't answer, because the elevator door had slowly opened, and there were three fashionably dressed girls standing in front of him. They were talking loudly a second ago, but now they were all silent, and the three of them exchanged glances with each other. The girl in the red dress was the first to enter, followed by two girls in miniskirts. They were more cheerful than the two girls just now, because the girl in charge actually accosted Song Fusheng: "Handsome guy." You also go to the 19th floor? Is it to help my girlfriend buy clothes? ”
"It's not." Song Fusheng glanced at the girl who spoke. He doesn't hate girls with heavy makeup, but he hates delicate pretentiousness.
As soon as she heard Song Fusheng say no, the girl's face bloomed with joy, and it seemed that she was a single prince. The other two girls responded to the eldest sister's hint and coaxed: "Handsome guy, let's add a friend." "yes, yes. Let's go shopping later. ”
"......" was not accosted once, twice. But in such a public and narrow space as the elevator, Song Fusheng really had nowhere to move - the girl in the red sundress was leaning on Song Fusheng intentionally or unintentionally. Song Fusheng frowned, and it was not unpleasant to stand still when he pushed. Zhuang Zhou looked at the side and wanted to laugh, but now was not the time to laugh. As a good friend, you have to make a move when it's time to do it.
"Honey, we're about to get there."
Zhuang Zhou next to him suddenly hugged Song Fusheng's waist.
……
All the beauties are petrified.