434: C434 Man Relies on Clothes

C434 Man Relies on Clothes

Xia Dong couldn't be bothered with him. She asked the waiter to bring a few suits with better quality and stuffed them into his arms. "Go in and try it. "

"Oh -" Fu Wei lazily dragged his voice and walked into the fitting room with the clothes in his arms.

Fu Wei, who was dressed like a hooligan, walked out in a suit. He was about 1. 7 meters tall. Under the contrast of the clothes, he was tall and handsome. He even had the taste of a handsome man. Of course, he had to ignore his messy blonde hair.

"Not bad. I'll take these three sets. "

Xia Dong chose three suits and three shirts. She asked the waiter to wrap them up.

After swiping the card, she led him to the neighboring shoe store and bought two pairs of leather shoes for him.

Then there was a tie, a belt, and a briefcase.

CEO Lin packed a few bags.

Xia Dong walked in front in a hurry. Fu Wei followed behind with big and small bags. "Sister, sister, slow down. I can't keep up -"

Xia Dong turned around and threw him a look of disdain. "You can't even lift such a small bag. You are still a man. How embarrassing!"

Fu Wei was unconvinced and said, "These things are quite heavy. Try twisting them if you don't believe me!"

Xia Dong glanced at him and said indifferently, "The strawberries that my parents packed are much heavier than these things. For more than ten years, have you heard them call it 'very heavy'?"

Fu Wei opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he did not say anything. A faint pink color appeared on his handsome face.

Xia Dong did not stop there. She turned around and left, saying, "Hurry up and follow us. We still have a lot of things to do. "

Fu Wei was stunned for a moment and quickly chased after her. "Coming, sister. Wait for me -"

The two of them walked out of the department store building one after another and happened to pass by Xia Zhensheng.

Xia Dong looked straight ahead and did not notice Xia Zhensheng.

Xia Zhensheng did notice them, but he did not have the face to call Xia Dong. At the same time, he was puzzled. The young man behind her called her "sister. " What on earth was going on?

Xia Dong parked the BMW outside a hairdresser. She turned her head to look at Fu Wei. "Get out of the car. "

Fu Wei followed Xia Dong into the hairdresser. A waiter immediately came up to them. "Excuse me, may I know what you need?"

Xia Dong looked at Fu Wei and said, "Miss, could I trouble you to design a hairstyle for him and dye his hair black?"

Fu Wei urgently said, "Wait, sister, I don't want to dye it black!"

Xia Dong raised her hand and knocked on his head, "You look like a delinquent now. You have to change your image. "

"But -"

"[No buts!]" Xia Dong used her eyes to threaten him and he finally kept quiet. He pouted and sulked.

The waiter smiled. "May I ask if there is a stylist you are familiar with?"

Xia Dong said, "No. Arrange for your chief stylist. "

"Okay. This way, please. "

Xia Dong sat in the waiting hall and looked at the magazine in her hand out of boredom. Two hours passed and Fu Wei's hairstyle was finally done. When he appeared in front of her eyes, she almost couldn't believe her eyes.

Fu Wei was now wearing a white shirt and black pants. His cool black hair had a rich luster to it. His irregular bangs were cut diagonally to the side, which made his face look very good. It made his handsome face look even more handsome and handsome, and he looked energetic and capable.

Xia Dong smiled with satisfaction and walked in front of him. She reached out her hand to his ear.2

He hurriedly covered his ear, "Sister, my dear sister, I only have this little bit of personality left. Leave it for me!"

"Don't even think about it. " Xia Dong pulled his fingers away, took off the earring on his ear, and casually threw it into the rubbish bin.

Fu Wei looked at the rubbish bin with a sad face.

"Alright, look at you. " Xia Dong pushed his shoulder, "Take a look at yourself in the mirror. "

Fu Wei turned around and looked at himself in the mirror. He was wearing a suit and a pair of leather shoes. His hair was stylish and handsome. However, the expression on his face and his body movements. . . Were too ugly. No matter how he looked at it, he looked like a hooligan wearing the wrong clothes.

"Raise your head, chest, chest, and butt. . . " Xia Dong used a magazine to pat the corresponding parts of his body. Her voice was serious. "Put away your wretched expression. From today onwards, you are a white-collar worker!"

White-collar worker?

This word was very far away from Fu Wei and also very unfamiliar.

For some reason, He looked at the unfamiliar him in the mirror. He suddenly had a strange feeling. He subconsciously followed Xia Dong's action of using the magazine to pat him. He puffed out his chest and raised his head. He gradually restrained the expression on his face. He imitated the white-collar workers on the street. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly and revealed a trace of a smile.

The image in the mirror immediately changed.

Although he still had a childish look on his face, he was handsome, straight, and gentle.

"Very good!" Xia Dong did not conceal her admiration for him and patted his shoulder. "That's right, Awei. Congratulations on taking the first step. Remember. One's image is very important, because your first impression is. . . Starting from your attire and appearance, not only can your attire leave a sense of beauty, but also. . . It also reflects your personal temperament, personality, and inner world. A proper conversation. A generous gesture, the second step, Come, I'll take you to a place. "

Fu Wei felt like he had stepped into another world. It was the first time he felt like he was in a different world. He felt like he was in a different world. He couldn't help but lean towards that image.

Xia Dong brought him to an etiquette training center. The training teacher was called Bei Linda. When Xia Dong was the chief editor of Charisma Magazine, she had done an interview for Bei Linda, so the two of them had some private friendship.

Bei Linda was a tall and charming lady. She had a very beautiful brown curly hair. She enthusiastically stretched out her arms and hugged Xia Dong. She shouted happily, "Wow, Xia Dong, what wind blew you here?"

Xia Dong smiled and said, "Bei Linda, your career is getting better and better. Congratulations. "

Bei Linda shrugged and teased, "How can it be compared to you? Your husband is handsome and blond. The children are cute and obedient. You are the object of jealousy of all women. "

"You can tease me. " Xia Dong quickly pulled Fu Wei over and said, "Bei Linda, this is my younger brother Fu Wei. He has just stepped into society. I would like to trouble you to teach him some basic etiquette. "

"Okay, no problem, you know. My classes are all for a week. Does your younger brother have time?"

"Yes. " Xia Dong turned to Fu Wei. "Awei, you talk to Bei Linda first. "

Bei Linda generously stretched out her right hand and smiled. "Hello, Fu Wei. I am the etiquette training teacher, Bei Linda. "

Fu Wei stretched out his right hand in a hurry and held her hand. He mumbled, "Hello, teacher. "

Bei Linda smiled even more and said kindly, "Just call me Bei Linda. I will call you Awei. "

Fu Wei's fair face turned red.

Bei Linda's etiquette class started at seven o'clock every night. It lasted for one and a half hours, a total of seven days.

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