Thanksgiving is here, which is one of the more important festivals for Westerners. There are bloated housewives choosing goods everywhere in major stores. The waiters quickly and skillfully calculate, charge, change, and there is a busy scene everywhere. The situation in the women's clothing department is similar. There are customers who choose clothes everywhere, some are single, but more people come with their husbands and children.

According to the customer's request, Rowling picked up a leopard fur outfit and handed it to the other party: "This is the outfit you need. If you are willing to try it on, there is a dressing room next to it."

"Thank you." The customer walked into the fitting room with clothes. Rowling turned around and the other colleagues picked up different clothes and handed them to different guests. As I have seen in recent months, there was a line in front of the locker room. I really don't know what they thought? Do you don't consider the season when buying clothes? Except for fur clothes that can be worn in such winters, most of the others are spring and autumn clothing? Or is Mr. Ike's design really have such a big market?

After a rare rest, a guest appeared in front of her. She quickly turned around and said hello: "You..."

The woman standing in front of her looks so familiar? She seems to have seen her somewhere? "Hello!" The guest took the initiative to say hello to her: "I am Yugong Jingzi."

"Ah, yes." Rowling remembered, this Japanese woman was the secretary she had met at Mr. Ike's house. Who is the woman next to her? She looks very gentle, but it seems that Japanese women are always so gentle, right?

Yumiya Iko smiled and explained to them: "Madam Sakiko, this is Miss Rowling Stewart of the Women's Clothing Department Store. The house we live in is bought by Xiao Aijun from her cousin. Miss Stewart, this is Mrs Aijun, who is Xiao Aijun's mother."

"Little Aijun?" Rowling's mind was turning quickly: "Is it Mr. Aike?"

Yumiya Iko smiled: "Yes, it's Mr. Ike. In Japanese, we call him Xiao Aijun. It's similar to your Chinese people using Mr. as a respectful title." After a period of running-in, her English is already quite fluent.

"………………” The lady named Ai Xiko said a lot, smiling and bowing, which made Rowling nervously return the favor, but she couldn't understand a word she said.

"Ai Shizuko is very grateful to you and your cousin for taking care of Xiao Ai Jun. I especially express my gratitude to you and send you holiday greetings." This is what Yumiya Iko is translating.

"You're welcome. I mean, you're too polite." Rowling explained in a panic. "It's Mr. Ike, I mean..."

Yumiya Iko and Ai Yuko waited for a while but couldn't see her continue. They knew it was a bit difficult to tell, so they looked around at the women's clothing department: "Has the business here always been so good?"

"I can't say that. It's mainly since Mr. Ike's new design was launched," Rowling explained, "Oh, do you have any need for this time?"

"Hi!" Yumiya Iko agreed habitually and changed into English: "Yes, Xiao Aijun please ask me to bring Mrs. Yukiko out and buy some clothes for her."

"Buy?" Rowling laughed: "Why, does a designer like Mr. Ike still need to buy any clothes for his mother? Or is he unwilling to design clothes for his mother?"

Yumiya Jingzi sighed helplessly: "Yes, I told him the same way, but Xiao Aijun seems to be more willing to let his mother choose suitable clothes through her own eyes rather than bringing out her own designs. Why is this? I'm sorry, I don't know."

She didn't know, but Rowling guessed something: "Maybe Mr. Ike hopes to get a more objective opinion?" She thought for a moment: "What can I call this lady?"

"Just call her Mrs. Yukiko"

"Mr. Ike may hope to get a more objective market response through Mrs. Yukiko's choice and make a more appropriate design in the future! If so, I think it's better not to recommend it to her, just let her choose it yourself."

Yumiya Iko glanced at her in surprise: "What you said is the same as what Xiao Aijun said. Don't recommend it to her, just let Mrs. Yukiko choose it herself!"

"So, can you tell her to make her own choice?"

"…………………” Yumiya Iko walked to Ai Yuko and whispered to her a few words. The latter seemed a little nervous when facing so many blonde and blue-eyed foreigners. Yumiya had to accompany her forward, but she remained silent. Even though Ai Yuko kept asking for help, the latter still pretended not to see it.

This time when Ai Miyamiya Iko returned to China, according to Ai Fei's request, she originally wanted to bring Ai Miyamiya Sugi and Ai Shikiko to the United States, but she didn't expect Ai Miyamiya Sugi would not want to come to the United States. Even though her mother kept begging, the boy still refused. In the end, there was no choice but to bring Ai Shikiko here alone - she also lived with Ai Fei.

When the mother and son met in a foreign country, they naturally had a good time and arranged for their mother to stay at home, and then took her out for a walk. At least they had to let her know the surrounding environment? In this way, a few days passed by. What happened next made Ai Fei a little busy.

Ai Fei delayed Mrs. Hit's resignation, half of which was indeed as he said, and there was no replacement, and the other half was selfish: he hoped that during the period before Yumiya Jingko came back, Mrs. Hit could dispel the initial thought through cooperation with black employees. Who knew that this plot that happened in the movie was completely unhealthy in life. After the latter knew that Yumiya Jingko had returned to China, he submitted his resignation letter to him as soon as possible. There was no way, Ai Fei could only agree to her resignation and then hand over her work to Yumiya Jingko.

The latter never performed the tasks assigned by Ai Fei without any discount, and it was done well. But this time, she did encounter a hard-headed nail! The factory employees didn't take her as a soft Japanese girl seriously, and they got angry in less than three days: the factory was full of cigarette butts, garbage and cut scraps everywhere. Although some black workers respected her very much, they could not offset the white people's contempt for her. Yumiya Jingko was both wronged and helpless, but she didn't dare to talk to Ai Fei, and she felt so sad.

Ai Fei knew about this, but deliberately did not give any advice and instructions. It seemed that he had completely let go, which was a big force for Yugong Jingzi! Fortunately, although the factory environment was dirty and messy, the efficiency was not low - thanks to Ai Fei's piece-based reward system - the inventory could probably meet the needs. Ai Fei did not put any pressure on her, but instead asked her to take her mother to the store to choose a few clothes, which gave her a chance to relax.

As mentioned in the previous article, Yumiya Iko followed Ai Yukiko slowly turned around, thinking about the unhappy work in the factory, her brows tightly locked: "…………”

"Ah? Sorry, what did you say?"

Ai Shinko gestured in front of her body with a black long skirt: "Do you... think it's OK?"

"Well, it's very good. Very good."

"So?"

"If you want to try it, we have a locker room." Rowling walked over and said. After that, she was afraid that she would not understand, so she pointed to the locker room on the side.

Ai Xiko smiled and bowed to thank him, and walked over with her long skirt.

Rowling looked at the thoughtful Arimiya Iko and smiled slightly: "What, do you think you are not satisfied with Mrs. Yukiko's choice?"

"Ah, no, I'm thinking about other things." Yumiya Ichiko's heart moved: "Miss Stewart?"

"What?"

"What would an American seek if he encountered some difficult problems at work that were difficult to solve?"

“………?”

I don’t know if it’s because the pressure at work is too great, Yumiya always wants to find someone to talk to, but he actually treats Rowling as the target. After hearing her troubles, Rowling smiled helplessly: “I’m sorry, Ms. Yumiya, I’m willing to do my best to help you, but… I really can’t think of any more effective way to do this. Or, why don’t you ask Mr. Ike’s opinion?”

"He is very busy at work, and I really don't want to disturb him because of such things. And... I don't want to be seen by him as the kind of incompetent person who always wants to do things well with his own efforts."

"Is that true?" Rowling thought as much as possible, and finally shook her head: "I'm sorry, if you want to ask me some opinions on the choice of clothing, I may still provide you with such a thing... I think it's only you."

"Can you only have to do it yourself?" Yugong Jingzi muttered a few words: "I really talk the same way as Xiao Aijun!"

When Ayami Iko took Ai Shinko to the mall to shop, Ai Fei was receiving guests in the studio. The guests were dispatched by the family, including parents, and several children. It was probably before such a festival that they bought a piece of clothing for the children as Thanksgiving. Christmas and the New Year gifts that followed, right?

The male host is a big guy with a thick beard and has a strong accent when speaking. Ai Fei doesn't understand it very much, but the female clerk in the store told him that it seems to be the accent of the Soviet Union or other Eastern European countries, probably an immigrant from there, right? The female host is quite beautiful, but it is also the fat and out-of-shape body in the movie. However, the two children, one of the older ones, is 17.8 years old, and the younger one is not over 14 years old. What makes Ai Fei curious is that although the clothes on the two children are simple and old-fashioned, they dress like a prince who has just walked out of the hammam!

That kind of freshness and purity, and the gentleness that emanates from the bones, was something Ai Fei had never seen in American children of this era. Instead, he became interested. After arranging a few adults, he slowly walked to the child: "Hi, good afternoon."

The child is very polite, and it can be seen that the tutor is very good: "Good afternoon, sir."

"Did your clothes be arranged by your mother for you? Or dad?"

"No, sir, this is my own choice." The little boy blinked and replied loudly, as if he was proud of his clothes being noticed.

"Very distinctive clothing." Ai Fei gave the praise in his heart without hesitation: "What's your name?"

"Mr. Raf Lifsitz."

Ai Fei told himself intuition that he had heard of this name, but it seemed to have happened a long time ago? It sounds so familiar?

"gentlemen?"

A lightning flashed through Ai Fei's mind! He remembered where he had heard this name, and his eyes suddenly became sharp: "Lifsitz? Well, it's a very good name."

The child blinked in confusion, and didn't seem to think that there was anything good about his name.

"So, Mr. Lifsitz..." Ai Fei was joking, and seemed to be asking very formally: "You are very interested in clothing, are you?"

“…I can’t say I’m very interested, but I always think I should be different.”

Ai Fei smiled sincerely: "Yes, child, it is indeed a good reason to be unique. Then Mr. Lifsitz, keep it! Keep your own unique pursuit!"
Chapter completed!