Ye Zhitao smiled and bumped into her shoulder: "What fashion i? This is Haicheng Building. Many Internet celebrities like to come here, and they will be laughed at when they hear it."

Zhao Zhenzhen said: "But I really like your style of dressing, your coat looks so good...and the bag!"

She purposely went around Ye Zhitao's back and side: "This Grandma Xiang's backpack looks so good! Is it this year's model?"

Ye Zhitao said: "It's been many years, it was left by my mother."

Zhao Zhenzhen gave a thumbs up: "Your mother has great taste too."

Ye Zhitao smiled and said, "She has always had good taste."

Zhao Zhenzhen said: "My mother's taste is bad. If I ask her to accompany me to buy clothes, she won't come."

She pouted with some dissatisfaction. She is the only daughter of a middle-class family. Although she is not as rich and powerful as Ye Zhitao's family, she has been loved by her parents since she was a child. On weekends when she was a freshman and sophomore, her parents often came to pick her up. When eating, sometimes it is called Shangye Zhitao.

Ye Zhitao envied her from the bottom of her heart.

She turned her face sideways, suppressed the envy in her heart, and lowered her eyelashes slightly: "Today we can pick one first, and next time you ask auntie to come, try to show her."

"Yeah, okay," Zhao Zhenzhen said, "Let's go, let's go in."

The Haicheng Building on Friday is still lively. Many young girls come here to check in at the Internet celebrity spot, and there is a small exhibition of Sharon Fragrance at the entrance.

"A lot of people."

Zhao Zhenzhen saw Louis Vuitton queuing at the entrance, and hurried over, but was stopped by Ye Zhitao: "Have you decided what to buy?"

Zhao Zhenzhen looked back with a confused look on her face: "Try it when the time comes, and buy it if it suits you."

Ye Zhitao said: "You're going to do an internship soon. Have you inquired about the style of the company you're doing the internship at and whether there's a dress code?"

Zhao Zhenzhen said, "Shouldn't it be more formal?"

Ye Zhitao said helplessly: "This is not acceptable. For example, your direct supervisor, your bag should not be more expensive than her. In addition, some companies have work clothes, so you can work hard on accessories and bags. If you don't have work clothes, then When you go to work and when you receive clients, you should refer to your colleagues, and you can’t go too far.”

This call directly stunned Zhao Zhenzhen.

"Not bad, Xiaotao, I went to the set for a while, and my EQ has gradually increased."

"It doesn't matter if it doesn't go up." Ye Zhitao sighed when he thought of the colorful crew, "Life is hard."

"Life is so hard." Zhao Zhenzhen also sighed, "But what should we do now?"

Ye Zhitao said: "Does your company have a public account website? And your colleague's circle of friends?"

"Really."

Ye Zhitao awakened the dreamer, Zhao Zhenzhen quickly took out her mobile phone, opened her colleague's circle of friends and the company website, and after careful study with Ye Zhitao, Ye Zhitao nodded: "I probably know what style it is. gone."

"It's up to you, Xiaotao."

Zhao Zhenzhen couldn't wait to hug Ye Zhitao's thigh: "My future superstar!"

Zhao Zhenzhen's parents gave her 2 yuan. Ye Zhitao did some calculations and picked out a bucket bag, a pair of boots, a pair of shoes, and a bag hanging with her. There were more than [-] yuan left. Ye Zhitao said: " Go look at the coat."

Zhao Zhenzhen said: "I want to buy yours, how much is yours?"

Ye Zhitao said: "This one belongs to my mother too, it was made many years ago."

Zhao Zhenzhen was shocked: "Oh my god, is it your mother's again? Is your mother a fashion devil?"

Ye Zhitao said: "It's not a female devil, but I do have a few friends in the fashion circle."

Zhao Zhenzhen took her arm and walked forward together: "Wow, I really want to see your mother."

Ye Zhitao smiled, but said nothing.

Zhao Zhenzhen said again: "Your mother must be very beautiful, you are so beautiful, you must be like your mother."

Ye Zhitao smiled and said nothing, Zhao Zhenzhen didn't see the sadness on her face, and wanted to say something more, Ye Zhitao walked to the M brand store: "Look at this coat."

The two went into the store together to pick out coats. When winter came, the coats in the store became more and more popular. After several customers came in one after another, SA went to the door and pulled up the retractable fence to make it easier for customers who had already entered the store to choose.

Just when SA had just put up the fence, a young woman in her 20s suddenly appeared at the door: "Wait a minute!"

SA said sorry: "In order to serve you better, please wait at the door for a while."

The woman was a little dissatisfied: "Serve me? Just let me wait at the door?"

SA said: "Sorry, this is the service standard of our store. We will provide you with all the services you need. You can wait for a while and wait for other customers to come out, and then you can enter the store."

"Don't be polite to me. I have never taken a photo shoot at LV or Chanel. It was SA who took the initiative to send me a message. Is your service standard to exclude high-quality customers?"

At this moment, the woman saw a familiar figure flashing in the store. She was just arguing with SA just now and didn't make any noise. When she saw Ye Zhitao in the store, she suddenly pointed at her and said mockingly: "For example, this person , I can tell you the truth, she can't afford your clothes, she just came here to try on them and take pictures to post on Moments, do you believe it?"

Ye Zhitao and Zhao Zhenzhen heard the commotion behind them, they turned around, Zhao Zhenzhen saw Ye Zhitao's expression suddenly changed.

Zhao Zhenzhen hated this woman at first sight: "Who are you, why are you setting off map cannons in the mall?"

"What? I don't believe it." The woman looked at Ye Zhitao sarcastically, "Ye Zhitao, can you afford the clothes here?"

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