I'm in the modeling circle

Chapter 318
Standing behind the counter, Zhang Qing raised his head and looked in the direction of the person who came. The troublemaker is here?

I saw a middle-aged couple standing in front of the door, looking around, looking at the simple white decoration, looking a little disgusted, what kind of broken decoration, is it too shabby?

The clerk hesitated for a moment, took a sneak peek at the store manager's expression, and then walked over to the side, and said with a smile on his face, "Hi, sir, may I help you?"

The middle-aged man glanced at the clerk and shouted, "Where are the clothes in your store?"

The clerk bowed slightly, and explained patiently, "I'm really sorry, but there is no stock for now."

The middle-aged man seemed to have heard something incredible, his eyes widened slightly, and his mouth opened slightly, "What? The store is out of stock?"

The clerk said with an apologetic face, "Yes, I'm really sorry, you can leave your contact information, and once there are new products on the shelves, I will notify you in time."

"Do you still want to leave your contact information?" The middle-aged man glanced at him, his eyes full of suspicion, "You don't want to sell our contact information, do you?"

The clerk was stunned, and it took him a while to come back to his senses, "No, sir, don't worry, we are a regular clothing brand studio."

"What brand are you?" The middle-aged man looked around while talking, and only saw the two English letters behind the counter. He didn't recognize the one in front, and didn't the one in the back be Chinese pinyin? !
The middle-aged man paused, and then said, "You are a local brand in China, right? Why do you want to imitate foreign devils to make English signboards?"

The clerk didn't know how to answer for a while. The middle-aged man in front of him obviously regarded JERR LIN as a domestic brand.

This miscellaneous brand is best at using different English letters and other foreign languages ​​to form an incomprehensible brand name, and falsely claiming that it is a brand from France, the United Kingdom and other countries, so as to improve its grade.

But anyone who knows JERR LIN's fashion circle knows that the brand name is named after the designer.

At this time, Zhang Qing suddenly walked out from the counter.

"This gentleman doesn't know something. Our brand name was created by a French-Chinese designer. It is a royal brand exclusively for the French royal family, so it is normal that there are not many stocks in stock."

The middle-aged man was first shocked by Zhang Qing's words. The brand used by the French royal family sounds a bit awesome, doesn't it?

The clerk next to him was confused. What are you talking about, manager?Wasn't that what was said during the training? !
Zhang Qing wore a standard smile, some inexplicable emotions flashed across his eyes, and he spoke with a somewhat respectful tone, "That's right, so for distinguished guests like you, we generally provide high-end services, although It's a bit more expensive, but it's more in line with who you are, isn't it?"

The middle-aged man was very comfortable listening, and laughed a few times, "It's good! It's good! That's the reason."

Zhang Qing smiled and said politely, "How about this, I'll ask the clerk to measure the size for both of you, and we'll arrange for a designer to customize clothes for you as soon as possible, what do you think?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the two clerks next to him, and the clerk who had been trained for many days invited the two of them into the inner room to measure their measurements with a wink.

After they came out, Zhang Qing stood aside and handed over a bill with a full smile, "Dear guest, this is your bill, please settle it."

The middle-aged man took it casually and glanced at it. His expression changed the next moment, and his fingers holding the bill trembled, "Did you type the wrong price? A total of 8 yuan?!"

"Dear guest, the price is right." Zhang Qing was wearing a decent suit, with his hands resting in front of his lower abdomen, facing the middle-aged man's questioning, he still had a decent smile on his face, "We are paying according to the standards of the French royal family. You customize the clothes, is there any inconvenience for the customers?"

Hearing Zhang Qing's gentle voice, the middle-aged man heard a slight irony from his words for some reason, as if he was asking, do you have no money to pay this price?

The corner of Zhang Qing's mouth was moaning and smiling. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, whose face turned blue and white. I went to the Wangfu family next door to see the new bags on the shelves."

The middle-aged man was awakened by his wife's voice. He looked at the bill in front of him, then glanced at Zhang Qing again, with a bit of anger flashing across his face, "Are you fucking kidding me? You lied to me that I didn't make haute couture clothes." 8 yuan to make two pieces of clothes, you might as well grab them!"

The middle-aged woman next to her was stunned when she heard her husband's words. She grabbed the bill and glanced at it, exclaiming, "What! 8 yuan? Is this a black shop?" Her voice was a bit shrill. and harsh.

Zhang Qing's face also sank. At the beginning, he really had a bit of deceitful intentions to make this rude and disrespectful man's purse bleed profusely. The price of high-end clothes is much more expensive, which made this man feel bad. It could not be better!

It's a pity that Zhang Qing still overestimated the spending power of this middle-aged man, and he can't blame him for being blind. This middle-aged man wears a world luxury brand on his wrist, and his wife is carrying a luxury brand bag. Wan or Zhang Qing is calculated according to the lowest level of JERR LIN studio.

Forget it, the sentence that these two people said was weak and harsh, which made Zhang Qing even more upset.

Thinking of this, the smile on Zhang Qing's face also disappeared, and his voice was somewhat cold, "These two guests, please speak carefully, the price of JERR LIN has always been based on this standard, and there is no such thing as a shop bully. Behavior, if the price is not acceptable, then do it yourself."

The meaning in the words is almost straight, and I can't give it straight.

The face of the middle-aged man turned red. He was angry. He pointed his index finger at Zhang Qing's nose, his voice trembling with anger, "What's your attitude? Say it again if you have the ability?! Believe it or not!" The Consumer Association will report you!"

Zhang Qing smiled slightly, and said gently, "Sorry, guest, I don't like people pointing their fingers at me very much."

As soon as the voice said, he stretched out his hand and twisted the man's elbow, twisted the man's arm slightly, pressed a certain acupuncture point, and immediately made the middle-aged man cry out in pain, "Ahhh! It hurts, let go!"

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman next to her screamed, "Ah, what are you doing! Let go of my husband!"

As he was speaking, he was about to rush up and slap Zhang Qing with his bag, but Zhang Qing dodged gently, and the middle-aged woman's bag slapped the man's body with a loud "snap".

At this time, a gentle male voice came from the door, "Hey, isn't this from the Chen family? How dare you go out?"

The fluttering sentence made the middle-aged woman's movements stop, did anyone recognize them?

Zhang Qing raised his eyes and saw that the man standing by the door was wearing a simple white shirt and black trousers, with rimless glasses on his straight nose. His appearance was not handsome, but his warm temperament was unbearable. I can't help but feel good about it.

"Young Master Qin?"

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