Lin Chuxia was shopping up front, while Gu Peng was helping carry things in the back, and soon both hands were filled with bags.
Among them were several pieces of men’s clothing, which were bought for Gu Peng.
Of course, she picked out what she thought was decent, and then had Gu Peng pay for it.
No matter whether Gu Peng wanted to or not, he had to buy them.
The clothes make the man, as the saying goes.
Gu Peng was to work by her side, and in the future, his appearance would largely represent her.
He must not leave people with the impression of a slovenly uncle upon his first appearance.
Lin Chuxia hadn’t been out shopping for a while, and now a large part of the clothing sold in the fashion mall was produced by their own factory.
Whether in style or fabric, they were very trendy and popular among the public.
Lin Chuxia also picked out several pieces for herself.
When she wandered to the men’s section again, Lin Chuxia saw a mannequin wearing a black cotton-linen shirt.
This type of fabric was rare on the market, but it was very comfortable to wear, breathable, and cool.
Amid the popular synthetic materials of today, this fabric was more comfortable, yet few people were buying it.
"Salesperson, could you get me a size 185 of this shirt?"
Lin Chuxia directly asked.
Behind her, Gu Peng glanced at the tag on the clothing and resignedly reached into his pocket.
Before he could pull out the money, an invoice was handed to him first, with a few banknotes on top.
"Help me settle the bill for this clothing."
Gu Peng looked at the invoice and money for a while, and then expressionlessly said, "I still have money myself. I don’t need Mr. Lin to pay for me. Even if I’m out of money, you could still advance my salary."
Lin Chuxia laughed, "What are you thinking? You haven’t even worked for me yet and want your salary advanced for a month? Go on, then. This shirt isn’t for you; it’s for my husband."
Only then did Gu Peng remember that Lin Chuxia’s husband seemed to be about the same height as him.
His tall figure looked at the things being handed over and pressed his lips together.
Just as he was about to take them, a voice came from afar, "Auntie Lin, when did you get here?"
Qin Jianjun saw Lin Chuxia and the others from afar and walked over with big strides.
Upon seeing her holding an invoice and money, he directly took them and handed them to the salesperson nearby, "Settle the bill and wrap up the items."
After the fashion mall was established, Lin Chuxia only managed it for a while.
At present, except for the veteran employees, almost no one knew that Lin Chuxia was the mall’s owner behind the scenes.
Moreover, Lin Chuxia was usually very low-key, always shopping like an ordinary customer whenever she visited the mall.
This not only satisfied her shopping desire but also allowed her to spot any shortcomings in the mall during her shopping.
The young salesperson didn’t recognize Lin Chuxia, but she did recognize Qin Jianjun.
Once she heard Manager Qin addressing her as Aunt Lin, she looked at Lin Chuxia with a different expression.
She had already heard that their Manager Qin was the nephew of the mall’s owner, which meant that the woman before her was the real owner of the mall.
Holding the money, she jogged to the cashier while her mind kept replaying if there was anything she did wrong earlier.
Soon she would have to remind her colleagues that the boss had visited incognito again, and everyone had to be on their toes and pay attention to their service quality.
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