Chapter 83: No coincidence makes a book

Style: Romance Author: owl owlWords: 2349Update Time: 24/01/12 07:47:06
It is said that a cure-all cures all diseases. It is estimated that many men cannot understand girls’ love for bags, just as women cannot understand men’s love for cars, motorcycles and even mechas.

"Our space is a shared rental, and most of the brand counters can be found here." The shopping guide greeted Wang Anruo and Aunt Liu with a smile and introduced: "This is the Hermès counter, and the Louis Vuitton counter is over there... Want to see it?"

Professionalism requires them to treat any customer who comes through the door with the highest service standards, and their long-term experience in working in luxury stores has made their vision sharp and sophisticated.

The shopping guide could tell at a glance that the bag Wang Anruo was carrying was no cheaper than any other in the store.

As long as they can keep customers like Wang Anruo in the store for more than five minutes, there is a 90% chance that they will be willing to take out their wallets and add to their performance this month.

"I'm going to get you a glass of lemonade. It's been too hot lately."

"Just normal temperature."

"Take your time and watch."

Wang Anruo strolled among the glass counters decorated with silver-white lights, looking at the dazzling array of products inside. With a finger, the shopping guide took out the bags and gave them to him to browse.

"Aunt Liu, don't just watch it myself." Wang Anruo smiled at Aunt Liu, who was looking at her helplessly with her head tilted.

She handed the bag to Aunt Liu casually. Aunt Liu took the bag and just glanced at the label before sighing hesitantly.

Hermès Constance, price 51,000 yuan.

"The company said not to do this." Aunt Liu handed the bag to the shopping guide again, frowned, and whispered to Wang Anruo: "Nianwei, Mr. Zhu will really scold me if he finds out!"

Huatian Entertainment stipulates that agents and their artists cannot have private financial dealings. Just like things in the company cannot be taken out, this is an iron rule established by the big boss and vice president Zhu Cheng at the beginning of the company's establishment...

How many people comply is unknown.

"Wouldn't it be better if Mr. Zhu didn't know about it? That's because the company is afraid that the agent will use resources to blackmail its artists in exchange for his own benefits." Wang Anruo took two steps forward and put Aunt Liu's arms in his arms, saying with a smile. : "Aunt Liu wouldn't do that."

Whether you are an artist in the entertainment industry or a contracted anchor on a live broadcast platform, these are all paths that lead to success, and the best ones are the top ones. How many people are still struggling at the bottom?

If those artists and anchors at the bottom want to climb up, they have to rely on the company's resources, but the company's resources are limited, and it is the agent who has the final say.

Like Wang Anruo and Aunt Liu, it is still rare for an agent to serve one person exclusively after becoming famous.

Aunt Liu really couldn't defeat Wang Anruo. The two of them were only about one round older than each other in age, so they looked like sisters in the eyes of others.

In fact, Aunt Liu did regard Wang Anruo as one of her own, and tried her best to help Wang Anruo with everything. If she didn't like things or social interactions, Aunt Liu would save her face and help her return the favor.

On weekdays, it was thanks to Aunt Liu that Wang Anruo was free to play around every day.

Wang Anruo sees all this, and she is not a hard-hearted person. Of course she can understand who treats her well.

So Wang Anruo gently held Aunt Liu's arm and shook it, blinking her big eyes. At this time, with her charming appearance and ever-changing temperament, she was worthy of being praised by Director Chen as a new generation dark horse in the acting school.

"Okay, okay." Aunt Liu couldn't resist Wang Anruo's coquettishness, and sighed and agreed: "Just buy a cheaper one. My basic salary is only tens of thousands a month. If you buy me something too expensive, I won't be able to do it." Do you have a conspicuous bag in the company?”

Excluding Fang Nianwei's commission from various announcements and film remuneration, Aunt Liu's basic annual salary is about several hundred thousand, which is far behind compared with performance sharing.

Precisely because of the commission, Aunt Liu worked so hard when she first became Wang Anruo's manager. Later, apart from the money connection, the relationship between the two became more important.

"Well, Aunt Liu, you can take the pick, and I'll go shopping too."

At this time, the shopping guides who were still idle in the store gathered around to serve the two of them. A few or two led Aunt Liu to look at the bags, while the rest introduced Wang Anruo to the luxury goods in the store.

After taking only two steps, Wang Anruo caught sight of the pair of high-heeled shoes placed in the most conspicuous position.

"It's so beautiful." She admired sincerely, took two steps forward and stood in front of it, looking down at the pair of high heels.

Some girls feel that 4cm is already uncomfortable, while some girls still feel nothing even if they are 12cm.

The heel height of high-heeled shoes varies from person to person, but generally speaking, a heel of 5-8 cm is the most comfortable to wear and will not cause your feet to hurt at the end of the day.

Wang Anruo held up the pair of high heels and looked them up and down, murmuring to himself: "The height is just right for daily wear... They are a very suitable pair of shoes for dates."

She compared the height of the heels, thinking that after putting them on, she would be in perfect proportion to Qin Feng's height.

As for where she knew Qin Feng's height, she had to ask how Wang Rengui's employee information book suddenly disappeared for two days and then returned again.

"Excuse me, miss."

Unexpectedly, just when Wang Anruo saw how pleasing these shoes were, the shopping guide came over with an apology on his face: "This pair of shoes has been pre-ordered."

"Has it been pre-ordered?" Wang Anruo was a little disappointed when he heard this, "Have you paid for it?"

The shopping guide nodded: "Yes, I have already paid. The customer bought the shoes for his girlfriend... I'm really sorry."

Wang Anruo nodded and silently put the high heels back in place.

I have made up my mind, waiting...after waiting for that, I will drag Qin Feng to buy a pair of high heels for myself!

If my girlfriend has something, I have to have something too!

The little jealous king blushed and pursed his lips. He was obviously not happy that someone else had taken advantage of the thing he liked first, especially when someone bought it as a gift for his girlfriend...it was bought by his boyfriend!

What about yourself?

Where is your boyfriend now?

"The length of this foot... I guess the shoe size is about 37."

Qin Feng in the coffee shop rubbed his eyes and stared at the screen at close range for a long time. His tired eyes felt uncomfortable.

But the good result is that he calculated Wang Anruo's approximate shoe size through precise calculations with nearby reference objects, and with the help of Wang Anruo's height.

After he figured it out, he happily ran back to the luxury store where he just happened to see a bunch of shopping guides discussing.

"Sold two more bags today. This month's turnover must be over one million, right?"

"It's probably the best month of this quarter... That 130,000-yuan bag has been on the counter for more than half a year, so it's considered sold."

"Sir, do you need anything?"

Qin Feng looked around, then made eye contact with the shopping guide who was selling shoes just now, and ran over to her happily and said, "I've already asked, the shoe size is about 37."

Hearing this, the shopping guide had a happy smile on his face: "Sir, you are so lucky, these shoes happen to be size 37... In addition, thanks to you paying first, there was a lady who wanted to buy these shoes just now. Yeah! I didn’t even sell it to her...who asked you to pay the money first?"

Regarding this kind of talk, Qin Feng just smiled and said nothing.

Anyway, he didn't believe it. From the time he left to the time he came back, he only sat in the coffee shop for more than ten minutes. Someone walked into this shop specially and took a look at the shoes he was interested in?

Is it such a coincidence?

It just so happened that I paid the deposit in advance and that person didn’t buy it?