After hearing the middle-aged woman's words.
An Ruobing's face immediately darkened.
Xiao Bei, who was sitting on the sofa, was no different.
Ji Qinglan and Fang Qin also wore dark expressions.
But one person alone was panicking.
It was the store manager.
Because she not only knew Xiao Bei's identity.
She also knew the identities of the women before her.
She knew that if this matter was not handled properly, she might offend someone.
Just as An Ruobing was about to say something.
The store manager immediately said with a smile:
"Madam Xu, if you want this dress, we can have another one transferred from headquarters!"
"After all, your membership level is right here. We should be able to transfer one over!"
"And if Ms. An wants to buy the one she is wearing, we can't refuse to sell it to her!"
"Because Ms. An is one of Chanel's top-tier clients!"
The store manager had phrased her words skillfully.
She had not taken either side, nor had she lashed out at the middle-aged beauty simply because An Ruobing held a higher status.
Instead, through those words, she first told the middle-aged beauty something.
Although the dress was a limited edition, someone of her status could still obtain it.
Second, she directly pointed out that An Ruobing was also one of Chanel's top-tier clients.
The implication was that Madam Xu had misunderstood Ms. An.
Normally, anyone with a brain would understand after hearing the manager say that.
What came next should have been an apology.
But Madam Xu not only refused to accept it, she arrogantly said:
"So what if she's a top-tier client? Am I not one too?"
"Since when can a mistress be mentioned in the same breath as me?"
After An Ruobing, the manager, Xiao Bei, and the