Qin Fen pulled out his card without hesitation. Swipe away, young man! Watching the shopkeeper take it with a beaming smile, Big Chef entered his PIN. The purchase was soon finalized, and both parties concluded the deal in perfect harmony.
"Brother, I've got plenty of nice outfits too. Want any?" The shopkeeper hadn't been blind earlier. This guy seemed to be video chatting. Could it be...? In that case, he absolutely had to make a sales pitch.
Qin Fen hesitated. "Don't you throw any in when I buy the dolls?" Little Bean, standing beside him, nearly stumbled. Where was that mighty, unstoppable swagger he'd shown when he spent ninety thousand in one go?
"Of course. Each one normally comes with a standard uniform." The shopkeeper told the truth. Anyone who could buy three at once was an absolute beast.
"Then just give me a flight attendant outfit, a police uniform, and an office lady outfit!" Qin Fen was used to watching every penny. Even cosplay couldn't be done carelessly. He suddenly thought of Sun Yating. She seemed to have a frightening number of outfits. Could he borrow some?
You certainly know how to get a bargain. The shopkeeper nodded. Honesty was the foundation of business. "Sure. For the office lady outfit, do you want a suit or a shirt?"
Qin Fen was a little lost. How would he know? In this respect, he was just like his online friend Table Lamp-so innocent it was almost painful, and completely clueless.
"A shirt. A big, loose one!" Qin Fen lowered his voice.
You know your stuff. The shopkeeper gave him a knowing look and happily went to prepare the goods. After two steps, he stopped. "Will you take them with you, or would you like home delivery?" Full-size dolls weren't light. Each