Yan Bingxue said, "That would work. In the summer, we can use the bowl-lift Kitchen Machine, and when it isn't hot, we can use the tilt-head one."
When the salesperson heard that Su Chen and the others wanted to buy two Kitchen Machines—and expensive ones at that—her eyes crinkled into crescents from smiling.
She then had them pick the colors they wanted, planning to take them to the more cost-effective models afterward and test them all together.
KitchenAid Kitchen Machines came in many colors—yellow, green, blue, red, pink, orange, rose, and more. They were indeed pleasing to the eye and very attractive.
Tuantuan said, "Daddy, let's get a white Kitchen Machine. I think the white one is especially pretty."
Lele said, "White isn't that good. I think blue looks better."
Yan Bingxue said, "I think bright red looks quite nice."
Su Chen said, "Honey, Tuantuan, don't you like pink? I think pink is very girly."
Tuantuan and Yan Bingxue both shook their heads in unison. Each of them had colors she liked, and Lele had his own favorite color too.
That made things a little difficult, but to someone as wealthy as Su Chen, it was no problem at all. He said to the salesperson, "Prepare the white, blue, red, and pink versions of both the bowl-lift and tilt-head 7.5-liter Kitchen Machines."
The salesperson's eyes lit up. "Boss, are you planning to buy Kitchen Machines in all four colors?"
After learning that Su Chen intended to buy so many Kitchen Machines, and expensive ones at that, the salesperson even changed how she addressed him. She had previously called him sir, but now she directly called him boss, because this concerned her commission. The more expensive the items Su Chen bought, the higher her commission would be.
Su Chen said, "Bring