Brioni is Quan Ce's favorite brand. Brioni's design comes from the restriction of tradition, elegance and "no season" constraints, which is exactly the concept advocated by Quance.Whether it is a formal suit, a tie or a leather jacket, the common denominator is the continuous pursuit of high quality and the exploration of excellence beyond existing standards.For Quan Ce, what he wants is not the most expensive, but it must be unique.When he brought Qing Che in, the always arrogant and indifferent shop assistant bowed warmly to him, and Quan Ce led Qing Che to her.

"He wears it."

The clerk followed Quan Ce's gaze to the young man beside him, and her keen eyes looked Qing Che up and down, inside and out, admiring while looking at him.Quan Ce sat down on the large handmade sofa. Although smoking was prohibited here, he ignored it completely, took out his cigar and lit it, admiring Xia Qingche's vivid expression.

"How old is this year? It looks like I'm not an adult."

"2...21.".

"Yeah, I can't tell. Where are you studying?"

"No, no." The voice became thinner and her chin was almost lowered to her chest. This is where Qing Che felt inferior.He was at a loss when asked by the enthusiastic clerk.

The subordinate rolled his eyes, and whispered in Quan Ce's ear, "This service attitude is too enthusiastic. I don't care whether it is a household registration check or a nympho."

Quan Ce found it interesting, if he hadn't said that he was 21 years old, anyone would have thought he was still an underage child.Whether in terms of physical quality or intellectual and emotional intelligence, he is not as calm and sophisticated as an adult should be.Silly, with the ignorance and anxiety in his eyes like a newborn baby, he blinked innocently at the clerk, and the clerk gave a maternal smile with a doting face,

"It's okay, it's okay, my sister doesn't study either."

"..."

"What kind of clothes do you usually like, popular ones? Casual ones? Or sportswear? But I think you like casual clothes."

"I don't know." Qing Che was extremely nervous when asked.The knuckles of the hand holding the corner of the clothes are abrupt.He glanced at Quan Ce from time to time, he was always in charge, but at the moment he was just smoking leisurely, turning a blind eye.

"Then let me measure your size first."

Qing Che stood there jerky, neither moving nor not moving.Confused, he watched another waitress walk over with a tape measure, and the lady started to take off his coat just now, Qing Che backed away again and again in fright.

"You, what are you doing?!"

Seeing his jerky reaction, the waitress couldn't help being happy.When he was about to explain, he was interrupted by a surprised and abrupt male voice——

"I almost didn't recognize it, isn't this Young Master Xia?!"

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