The full-time bodyguard of the beautiful president

Yang Yiru and Su Chen went to the Versace clothing store that they usually like to go to. If it was normal, Yang Yiru would simply and clearly choose a piece of clothing that she liked and put it on, but for some reason today, she took the trouble to wear one piece after another. After trying on those clothes and then coming out of the dressing room and standing in front of Su Chen, he would ask him: "How is it? Does it look good?" or: "What about this one? Is it beautiful?"

"It's beautiful." Su Chen always smiled patiently and said, "Pretty."

"Then which outfit do you like me to wear?" Su Chen was stunned by Yang Yiru's sudden question.

"What?" Su Chen didn't know what she meant.

Yang Yiru sneered: "I'm kidding you, by the way, do I look more sexy in my dress? Or more graceful?"

"It's all pretty." Su Chen said awkwardly.

Yang Yiru rolled his eyes at him, then pointed to a purple-blue tube top dress and said, "Then this one, wrap it up for me."

After coming out of the Versace store, when Su Chen drove past the Armani store, Yang Yiru called out: "Stop, wait here for me, I'll take a look."

Su Chen nodded.Yang Yiru got out of the car and trotted into the Armani store. She usually only focused on wearing Versace clothes, so she didn't know much about Armani. Of course, she knew that the market price of Armani was more expensive than Versace.

When she walked into the store, a shopping guide immediately came in and asked with a smile, "Hello miss, welcome to the Armani brand clothing store."

Yang Yiru walked in and walked around for a while, then asked the shopping guide: "I would like to ask, do you have clothes made by the chief designer of Armani men in this store?"

The shopping guide said with a wry smile: "Sorry, miss, the chief designer of the Armani brand generally only designs for people, and the products of general design masters in the market are estimated to only launch a few corresponding models a year, and they are all priced but not marketed."

Yang Yiru nodded: "It's only designed for people? Then can I make an appointment?"

"Excuse me, miss, our company's chief designer usually serves members of the royal family."

"Royal family?" Yang Yiru was taken aback. She had heard Pei Seqi say that Su Chen's clothes were only handmade by Armani's chief designer, so she came here to find out. Su Chen was also from the royal family. member?

But this is impossible, he is from Huaxia, and he is an orphan.

"Can't it be customized for the rich? I can pay a lot of money." Yang Yiru tentatively asked.

The shopping guide smiled: "Our company also has a dedicated designer team for the rich, all of whom are world-class fashion designers, but the chief designer only serves the royal family's children, which has never been an exception. And the royal family's children will have special members Cards in Armani brand stores around the world make an appointment for the chief designer's new product, if the lady has a membership card, I can make an appointment report for you."

Yang Yiru shook her head: "That's okay, I'm not a member of the royal family, but I just wanted to ask, how much can the chief designer's clothes usually cost in the market?"

The shopping guide said: "I have never met a member of the royal family in China, so I am not too clear about the price of this part, but I have a friend at the headquarters who said that the general custom-made set for the royal family is around hundreds of thousands of euros."

Yang Yiru was speechless, that should be several million Ruanmei coins.She nodded apologetically: "thank you for your trouble."

The shopping guide smiled: "It's okay, please go slowly."

Yang Yiru turned around and didn't take a few steps. When she remembered something, she turned her head and asked the shopping guide: "Is there anything that can be distinguished from the clothes made by the chief designer?"

"Of course there are. There will be hand-made digital codes on the cloth texture of the button base fabric, which can be checked after inputting on Armani's official website. The identity of the wearer of such codes is generally only known to the chief designer himself. There are very few hand-made clothes in the world, and each code is actually different."

Yang Yiru's eyes lit up, and then she smiled and said, "Thank you."

Su Chen saw Yang Yiru come out empty-handed, and when she got into the car, he asked, "You don't buy anything when you go in? This is not your style."

Yang Yiru looked at Su Chen meaningfully: "It's nothing, I just asked some questions. Let's go home, change clothes, and then go to the hotel booked by the company."

After the two returned home, Su Chen was going to take a bath, Yang Yiru pretended to hold the clothes she wanted to like and opened the door and said to him, "Do you have any old clothes to wash? I'll take them and give them to the maid."

Su Chen nodded, and then handed two or three pieces of clothes that he wanted to be happy to Yang Yiru from the hanger. Yang Yiru saw his Armani clothes that he said were roadside stalls with sharp eyes and said: "The clothes are also Let's wash together."

Su Chen said: "You bought me so many clothes, I'm going to throw them away."

"You like the new and hate the old? What are you throwing away? I think the quality of the clothes is good. You are more suitable than the ones I bought for you. I took them to the maid and washed them together."

Su Chen could only nod his head.

Yang Yiru picked up the old clothes and left the room. When she was going down the stairs, she followed the instructions of the shopping guide and started flipping through the buttons, looking for some digital codes.

"Girl, you are holding Su Chen's clothes to wash him, right?" Wang Meilian suddenly rushed out, startling Yang Yiru.

"Mom, you scared me to death."

"What are you doing sneaking around with his clothes? Are you scared by me if you don't have a guilty conscience? Why are you staring at the clothes while walking? You can't smell the man's body odor, right?" Wang Meilian stared. His eyes widened.

Yang Yiru rolled her eyes and shook her head speechlessly: "I'm just dropping by to wash it for the maid. What do you think?"

Then she left in a hurry, and when she walked to the backyard, she found the number on the button bottom of the top collar of Su Chen's old clothes.It turned out to be a set of numbers displayed by pure gold threads.

Yang Yiru quickly took out her mobile phone, wrote down the numbers, and then gave the clothes to the maid.

Then she hurried to her room, turned on the computer, and clicked on Armani's official website.After searching for a long time, she finally found a VIP channel, but when she entered these numbers, it showed that the format was wrong.

Yang Yiru wondered: "Is it really a street stall?"

Just when he was about to close this passage, another passage caught her eyes - super VIP.

Yang Yiru pressed the left mouse button and clicked in.

In the end, it was signaled to log in, and it was a super VIP log in. Angrily, Yang Yiru slapped the mouse and almost lost it.