Speaking of this, she glanced at Xiaomu. Xiaomu wore a gray toilet today, without any logs, so she couldn't tell what brand it was?

In the view of the store manager, his outfit is just a street stall product.

Xiaomu smiled, "Mishe?"

The store manager raised his head, "Yes, design master Mishe."

Hua Ling'er said to Xiao Mutou: "Son, you go to the ice cream shop opposite to wait for me first. I will buy clothes and come over."

She didn't want her son to see this scene.

Xiao Mutou was wearing clothes Mishe made for her by herself at this time. In her son's eyes, Mishe was just an old man who made clothes.

A year ago, when they were on vacation at the Villa Bay of Mea, Mishe lived next door, and Xiao Mutou became friends with him.

That's why Xiaomu's clothes have chosen this brand in recent years.

Today's experience made Hua Ling'er decide not to wear old man Mishe's clothes in the future.

Xiaomu nodded, "Okay!"

Then he said to the clerk: "Auntie, my clothes are also made by Old Man Mishe."

After saying that, he went out happily because his favorite food was ice cream.

Usually, my mother doesn't let him eat it, but now she's so happy that she's flying.

The store manager shook his head, "Miss, your son can lie at such a young age. It's such a bad habit."

Although they are Misheu employees, they have never seen Misheub, let alone this little kid.

Mishe is a world-famous master. His clothes and accessories are very popular and are a world-renowned brand. Anyone can pretend to have seen him.

Hua Ling'er stopped giving her face, "Call your manager out."

The store manager sighed, "Miss, I think you are pretty and we are all women. I advise you not to make trouble anymore. Even if the manager comes, the family background of Mr. Hu is very unusual. The urging lady is the daughter of General M Country. We can't afford to offend such a person."

After saying that, she turned around coldly and walked towards the rest area.

With a humble appearance, Hu Hu had just come out of the locker room and the clerk changed into the windbreaker he had just now.

Because Hu Hu was very fat, his clothes were tight and ugly when he was wearing them, and he felt that he couldn't even stretch his hands.

The store manager smiled and said, "Young Master Hu looks so good on it. This is made by Master Mixiu himself and is unique in the world."

Zeng Rong was very happy to hear this and looked at her son seriously.

"I think it looks pretty good, too."

She saw that her son was the most handsome, and only such unique clothes were worthy of him.

He urged Ailly to raise his eyebrows, "Auntie, you should have asked your cousin to lose weight, he can hardly wear the clothes in the store."

Originally, such a big brand was wearing a cheap look on Hu Hu.

Hua Ling'er took a photo with her mobile phone and sent it to Mishe.

[Old man Mi, is this a dress you made by yourself? I feel that your level has declined! Photo.]

After posting, she curled the corners of her lips coldly and walked out.

The clerks watched her leave and whispered one by one.

"She is quite obedient and leaves obediently. If she calls the manager, she will be in trouble."

While talking, the manager hurriedly walked in. The man was in his forties, but he still maintained a good figure. He looked very self-disciplined and should exercise regularly.

When the clerk saw him, they rushed forward one by one.

"manager."

The manager said coldly: "What are you doing? Mishe just called and said that the clothes he made were not sold. Tell the customer quickly, and I have to take them away now."

When the store manager heard this, he looked puzzled.
Chapter completed!