Chapter 9 The level of buying clothes

At this time, Song Ye was wearing a gray cotton jacket, shabby cotton pants, and long hair in the largest commercial building in Cloud City, and the return rate was also 100%.

Even if she didn't care about the sight around her, it was inevitable that someone would look at the soft persimmon and make a mockery, as soon as she walked into a women's clothing store, there was a sneer from her side, "Hey, I said, when did your hospitality level here be so low, any beggar can come in, don't get your clothes dirty." ”

The one who spoke was a little girl, with a ponytail on her head, wearing a cotton jacket and flared jeans, the color was very fresh and beautiful, and she could see that she was from a well-off family, but she didn't know how to respect people with a mouth.

The waiter at the door also frowned, but her eyes were directed at Song Ye, and it happened that the boss was not in the store, so she stopped in front of Song Ye when she stepped up, and she didn't smile, "This guest, this store is not convenient to entertain, please go somewhere else." ”

"Oh? It's the first time I've encountered you opening the door to do business, and pushing customers out. Song Ye's tone was flat, but his footsteps did not stop, he directly bypassed the person in front of him and walked into the store, swept on the long hanger, his fingers were flexible, and he took out three sets of clothes in less than a minute.

The waiter was unexpected, and just wanted to drive people out, but saw that Song Ye had already thrown his clothes to another waiter, "Pay the bill." ”

What?

Not only the waiter, but even the girl who had just made a mockery stared, as if they couldn't believe that this poor sour bun really had money to pay the bill. And this store is the highest grade and the most expensive in the entire clothing building, and a casual set of clothes will cost a hundred yuan, even if it is the girl, she wants to come for discounted clothes.

But just now I laughed at Song Ye for not being able to afford it, and in a blink of an eye, her face was beaten, and the girl was standing at the door of the store and walking, nor was she entering.

"Ahem, this young lady, please come in, please come in." But the waiter came up and hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, she had already missed a commission, and she couldn't miss the second one.

The new waiter was still a little stunned when he went to check out with three sets of clothes, he couldn't believe that this ordinary girl was hundreds of flowers, and then thought of the commission he could get, and he was suddenly excited.

The moment Song Ye passed by the girl, he said in a light tone, "It seems that the level here is nothing more than that." ”

When the girl heard this, her eyes widened and her face turned red with anger, "You ......"

Song Ye paused, his eyes were calm, and he clearly meant to give advice.

The girl gritted a mouthful of silver teeth, feeling as if her face was on fire, but she thought about it, but there was no way to refute it, her eyes fell on the clothes at the cash register, and she had an idea, "I want those three clothes." ”

This sentence provoked many customers in the store to come over, and when they saw the two people competing for it, one was dressed fashionably and the other was rustic, and they felt that the buns could not compete for flowers.

Even the waiter quickly went online to help, and snatched three sets of clothes from the front, "Miss is really good-looking, this is a new product in our store, there is only one of all the styles, which best suits your figure." As he spoke, the waiter's eyes and eyebrows wrinkled with laughter, and the abacus of commission crackled in his heart.

"But, Sister Liu, this is the ...... that the guest took a fancy to first" The new waiter stood aside and whispered for Song Ye.

As soon as he said this, he was reprimanded by the old waiter, "Do you understand the rules, can't you see who is more capable of paying, while standing." ”

Although these words reprimanded the new waiter for his lack of eyesight, it also satirized Song Ye for slapping his swollen face and becoming fat here.

The girl regained her face, and stepped to the cash register, extremely proud, "How much?" ”

"Hello, it's five hundred and sixty-eight dollars." The cashier politely quoted the price.

"What, what?" The girl's action of taking out the money stopped at that time, and a pair of eyes fell on the three sets of clothes, but she didn't expect it to cost more than five hundred.

But now that the people around her are looking at her, the girl has to take out the money, count five out, and the whole wallet is basically empty, which is her pocket money for a month.

But in order to fight for this breath, she gritted her teeth and was about to hand over the money, but unexpectedly, a light voice came from behind her, "I have fifty more than her, I want these three sets of clothes." ”

This calm and familiar voice made the girl turn her head sharply and glare at each other fiercely.

Song Ye walked in front of her, bent down slightly, and looked directly at the girl with a cold gaze, "Six hundred and eighteen yuan, you can find out, this dress is yours." ”

"You ......" The girl was angry again, and poured out all the change in her wallet without admitting defeat, but she couldn't make up six hundred.

Feeling the gaze cast around her, the girl's face was red and dripping blood.

Song Ye took his hand out of his pocket, and held it neatly in his hand was seven hundred yuan, and as soon as he stretched out his arm, he handed it to the cashier.

Compared with the girl who was dressed beautifully but couldn't take out 600 yuan, the rustic Song Ye's 700 yuan was like a slap in the face, and she was so ashamed that she couldn't feel ashamed anymore.

Song Ye didn't look at her again, she upheld the principle that people don't offend me, I don't offend people, but if the other party finds fault, you must have the courage to bear the consequences.

It was just a small episode, and she didn't take it to heart.

Directly changed into a new dress, walked out of the business building with a bag, caught a glimpse of a barber shop on the side of the road, remembered her messy hair, she didn't stop, and walked over directly.

There were still three or two customers in the shop doing their hair, and the barber was slightly stunned when he saw Song Ye, obviously he had never seen a little girl with bangs covering her whole face, and she didn't look energetic at all.

"What kind of hairstyle does this guest want, do you want to dye it?" The barber sorted out the tools, a little carelessly, probably because he saw that a girl like Song Ye was naturally timid, so he used bangs to cover it, and generally this kind of guest would not do a big trim.

But the two words that Song Ye spit out in the next second made him stunned.

"Short hair."

Short? The barber looked up at the girl in the mirror, "How short is it going to be?" ”

"You're like that." The four words were concise and concise, and the barber's mouth suddenly opened a lot wider.

Because the barber is a man, his hair is naturally very short, but if a girl cuts it like this, she doesn't become a tomboy.

"Questions?" Song Ye frowned, a little impatient, she wasted time buying clothes just now, she wanted to go to the jewelry store early.

The barber subconsciously shook his head, and seeing that Song Ye was really not joking, he took the scissors and cut it towards the heavy bangs.

In the next moment, the face that revealed Lushan's true face made the barber stunned again.