The sales assistant felt utterly helpless. In all her years in sales, she had never seen people fight over the same piece of clothing.
Jun Wangchen was not particularly fussy about clothes. He had tried persuading Xiao Haixia to choose something else, but she shook her head firmly, so stubborn that even ten oxen could not have dragged her away.
Just then, a manager walked over. When she spotted the middle-aged man, she immediately hurried up to greet him warmly.
"Well, if it isn't Mr. Zheng! What brings you here?"
"Xiaohuang, so you're here. Perfect. Hurry up and have the sales assistant wrap this up for me. I have something to do later," the middle-aged man said impatiently, pointing at the clothes in the sales assistant's hands.
"Of course, of course! How could we neglect a regular like you?" Xiaohuang nodded hurriedly, then glared at the sales assistant and barked, "What are you standing there for? Get moving!"
The sales assistant stammered, "Manager Ma, that lady bought these clothes first..."
Xiaohuang paused, turned to look at Xiao Haixia, and slapped the sales assistant on the head, eyes turning cold.
"What do you care if she bought them first? If Mr. Zheng wants something, you give it to him."
At those words, Xiao Haixia's expression instantly darkened.
The world might have been short of all sorts of people, but it never lacked snobs who looked down on others.
Were people without status supposed to be belittled and despised?
Xiao Haixia was furious.
Who was Jun Wangchen? A Heaven Tier expert who could shatter all of Silent City with a wave of his hand.
In terms of status, he stood above everyone else in Silent City.
And this manager called Xiaohuang actually dared to look down on a Heaven Tier expert?
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