A woman without talent is virtuous

  As for Lisa's inexplicable relationship with the LJ Group, Fang Xian temporarily stopped thinking about it here, and couldn't think of any leads anyway, since there were still more important things to attend to at this time.

  Buy clothes for Ling'er!!

  My head is big, my head is big, Fang Xian patted his wallet, making a difficult choice between the street stall and the shopping mall.

  It's even more unbearable to be a poor daughter-in-law, so I'll just have to bear with it. Fang Xian couldn't bring himself to let Ling'er wear 10-yuan street stall clothes out the door, so he steeled himself and headed towards the shopping mall.

  But choosing clothes for girls is not his strong point, and if the effect comes out looking bad, it would be unfair to the audience, so when passing by the styling center, Fang Xian thought of that bald middle-aged man.

  Yes, it's middle-aged people again, this is the world of middle-aged people.

  "Excuse me, are you here for styling or hair?" The receptionist's smile remained radiant.

  "I'm looking for Teacher Shao."

  "Do you have an appointment?"

  "Just passing by and chatting."

  “……”

  When I saw Mr. Shao again, he was lying on the sofa dozing off, his duck-billed cap slightly askew, revealing his oily bald head.

  "Mr. Shao... Mr. Shao..." The young lady gently patted him and also helped him adjust his hat.

  "Huh?" Mr. Shao quickly came to his senses, and he often dozed off, but he had grown accustomed to this state of switching. Seeing Fang Xian arrive, he immediately became overjoyed, "What? You want to change your hairstyle again so soon?"

  "No, this time it's my girlfriend."

  "I remember you didn't have a girlfriend." Mr. Shao stood up and adjusted his duck-billed cap.

  "Now I have it, I need to pick out an outfit for myself, but I'm not sure what to choose, can you help me?"

  "This..." Teacher Shao showed a difficult expression, "You know, I still have work now."

  A pack of Marlboro.

  "Okay, Xiaohong, I'm going out for dinner first and will be back soon."

  “……”

  After sending the young lady away, Teacher Shao looked around and asked: "Where's your girlfriend? I need to take a look at her before picking out clothes."

  "Like this...do you have a computer with internet access here?"

  "There is WIFI, use my mobile phone." Mr. Shao handed his mountainous I-e mobile phone to Fang Xian, "Also, nowadays young people all have a QQ album and whatnot, but that way you can't see the figure clearly, not too good for choosing."

  "No problem, I have her height and three circumferences recorded." Fang Xian played with the fake phone for a while before returning it to Teacher Shao, "She's basically like this."

  Mr. Shao looked at the screen and rubbed his eyes.

  This is a picture of Zhao Ling'er in the new Xian Jian.

  "...Are you kidding me?" Mr. Shao put away his phone, looking slightly annoyed.

  "It's not, it just looks like it, I bought it but you didn't, what's there to be afraid of."

  Then, skeptical teacher Shao was dragged by Fang Xian to the shopping mall once again.

  Since he's here, Teacher Shao will still take this matter seriously, just as Fang Xian said, anyway it won't cost him any money.

  After Teacher Shao carefully studied Zhao Ling'er's photos again, he asked seriously: "In that case, this girl is suitable for cute and lovely clothes. What price can you accept?"

  "It should be within 2000 yuan for everything."

  "About 2000... just enough to buy a set of tops and skirts."

  "No, I mean everything, underwear, shoes, socks, all of it."

  "Let's go find some street food stalls instead."

  The next scene is a bit perverted, Teacher Shao advocates for packaging from the inside out, naturally starting with underwear.

  He highly recommended the girl's underwear brand Body-pops, this counter is all pink and tender, all kinds of princess-type girls' underwear and socks, Fang Xian accompanied Professor Shao to enter the counter.

  The salesgirl swallowed her saliva and still professionally welcomed him.

  "Excuse me, which style would you two like to see?"

  "Cutier ones, mainly pink or white bras and panties."

  The shopping guide swallowed again and led the two men to a certain shelf.

  "Hmm..." Teacher Shao very professionally stroked each bra, without turning his head and said, "Xiao Fang, you also take a feel, after all, the final touch is up to you."

  "....You're a stylist, aren't you? How can you even comment on the texture of underwear?"

  "We emphasize all-around packaging."

  In the end, Teacher Shao chose a milky white bra with some light floral patterns sewn on it, which looked a bit retro and very comfortable.

  "How about it? Take a feel." Teacher Shao took off her bra, looking quite pleased with herself.

  "Never mind, I'll listen to you."

  "No energy..."

  The salesgirl swallowed again.

  When choosing socks, Mr. Shao hesitated for a long time between silk stockings and cotton socks, putting black silk on his left hand and black cotton socks on his right hand, comparing them repeatedly.

  Knowing these socks may have been tried on hundreds of times, Fang Xian only felt that this pack of Marlboro was worth the money.

  Men's shopping speed is generally 30 to 50 times that of women, but due to the intervention of this monster, Mr. Shao, they spent half an hour just buying a full set of clothes.

  Fang Xian was carrying big and small bags, while Teacher Shao looked left and right in front of him. This gave him a feeling similar to when he used to accompany his ex-girlfriend shopping, which was terrifying.

  The final consumption is 3095 yuan, which is still within Fang Xian's acceptable range. Another month's salary has flown away. Women are devils, regardless of the era they were born in.

  After leaving the shopping mall, Fang Xian immediately found a tobacco hotel and bought a pack of Marlboro cigarettes to hand over to Teacher Shao. This monster is too terrifying, and I will be careful when communicating with him in the future.

  "Leaving in such a hurry? Won't you stay for dinner?" Mr. Shao lit a cigarette, looking quite pleased with himself.

  "No, I'm in a hurry to get back and let my girlfriend change her clothes." Fang Xian quickened his pace, trying to shake off Teacher Shao.

  "Is that all? Oh... right, you're staying at the hotel next door." Mr. Shao quickly caught up with Fang Xian, his mind full of curiosity about Fang Xian's girlfriend, "I've also helped a lot, can I meet her in person and see the results of my labor?"

  "Never mind, it's not necessary."

  "Who wants to see it!"

  "Plop..."

  In the end, Fang Xian couldn't resist Bàn Niáng's state and Shào teacher's coquetry, and was forced to bring him to the hotel.

  "Wait for her at the door and let her come out to see you once she's changed."

  With a bang, Fang Xian locked Shao Laoshi outside the door.

  Mr. Shao was quite delighted, as a person in the fashion circle, he naturally knew the room rate of this hotel, and at this moment, Fang Yiren's image suddenly rose high in his heart.

  "Lazy brother, you're back!" Zhao Ling'er in the house had already finished washing up and was watching the 30-minute news. "I suddenly realized that we are very happy, but blacks are suffering."

  "It's not just blacks - we're happy, African people are starving, half of the West Asians are terrorists, Europe and America are going through financial crises, South America has all of the above disasters. In short, except for us, everyone in the world is suffering."

  Zhao Ling'er giggled and jumped off the bed, shaking Fang Xian's arm: "I want to eat spicy hot pot."

  The topic was suddenly shifted to "eating".

  Indeed, one cannot discuss politics with women, nor can one discuss current events with them. Women's thoughts are thoroughly permeated by the four characters "food, color, sex".

  But Fang Xian just likes this kind of woman, a woman without talent is virtuous, and it's good to eat and drink honestly.