The Southern Star Trading House, an important trading house under the Southern Star Group, was also the largest in Zha'erqian City. Backed by the Southern Star Group's extensive distribution network, it offered the widest range of goods in the city.
The Southern Star Trading House occupied a fifty-six-story building in the city center. Each floor sold a different category of goods, with dedicated staff providing professional service.
Chen Mu and A Sang walked into the Southern Star Trading House.
The moment a staff member's eyes fell on A Sang's exquisite, dazzlingly beautiful face, flawless in every detail, he froze on the spot.
A Sang was clearly accustomed to such reactions. Covering her mouth, she gave a soft laugh. "Hello, we'd like to buy a few things. Could you help us?"
Her voice was gentle and soft, almost melting into the marrow of one's bones.
Only then did the Southern Star Group employee come to his senses. His face flushed crimson, and he stammered, "Hello... hello... I'd be delighted... delighted... oh, right, what can I help you two with?"
Beautiful women always possessed tremendous destructive power, Chen Mu reflected. Even he could muster no real dislike for A Sang, despite disapproving of some of her behavior.
"We'd like to buy some mo'a stone and grass-mottled insect glue. Does your trading house have them in stock?" A Sang asked, stealing a sidelong glance at Chen Mu.
"Mo'a stone and grass-mottled insect glue..."
Suddenly, a clear voice rang out. "Why, isn't this Miss A Sang? What's this? Has Miss A Sang taken an interest in my family's trading house?"
Miao Xuan!
Disgust welled up in A Sang's heart. She did not need to turn around to know who had spoken. She had never loathed anyone so much, and an inexplicable irritation filled her.