"Sir, would you like all the colors wrapped up?"
"Yes, all of them, two sets. Pink wrapping paper for one, blue for the other. Please hurry."
The blonde, blue-eyed saleswoman was both surprised and delighted.
After all, their brand had been in business for centuries. Aside from its quality, it was known for its steep prices.
"Colorful, more expensive than the finest luxury jewelry" was practically synonymous with their brand.
Customers who ordered every color in one go were few and far between.
And he had ordered two sets.
"Please wait a moment. I'll have everything ready right away. Please follow me to the register."
"All right."
Once he had paid, the saleswoman sashayed off to prepare his order, in an excellent mood.
In another setting, she might have asked this handsome, wealthy man for his contact information.
It was afternoon, and the sunlight was just right.
Bo Lin rubbed his brow, the sunlight making him drowsy.
Suddenly, a faint sound reached his ears. He turned to look and saw an elderly man with salt-and-pepper hair.
Like Bo Lin, he had distinctly East Asian features.
It was rare to see someone with such unmistakably East Asian features in this small town.
Of course, that was not the only reason Bo Lin gave him a few extra glances.
More importantly, from this angle, the man's profile looked vaguely familiar.
Bo Lin soon frowned and looked away.
A little over ten minutes later, the saleswoman had his purchases ready.
After he left, several salespeople were still discussing the wealthy young customer.
Then one of them spotted the elderly man in the shop. His eyes lit up, and he immediately went over to greet him.
"Mr. Poulton, you're here. What can we get for you today?"
The elderly man looked up, revealing a