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Yu Anhui glanced at Nanhua with a strange expression. Her voice sounded similar to hers, but she was wearing clothes. Furthermore, her service attitude wasn't very good …

If she remembered correctly, the recruitment staff at this store should be 25 years old, right?

Could she have met the legendary immortal goddess?

Nan Xia'er lazily stretched. A female student wearing a school dress stood in front of her, and suddenly, she ran out of sleep. "Are you going to buy a present for your boyfriend?"

Yu Anhui looked at her snow-white face and the corner of her mouth twitched. Was there a need to exaggerate so much? "Yes, I'd like to ask a very rich man what he might need."

Nan Xia'er's interest was piqued. She quickly stood up and grabbed Yu Anhui's hand. "You came to our place to buy things! You're right!" We have big brands here. Good brands, I guarantee that your boyfriend will still want to buy it after using it! "

Yu Anhui, "…" She didn't even say what she was going to buy, but the saleswoman was already busily introducing her. Yu Anxin waved her hand away and turned around to leave.

"Hey, you haven't bought anything yet?" Nan Xia'er hurriedly stopped Yu Anxin. This was her first official guest of the day, so she had to treat him well and let the old man know that she wasn't just an empty beauty.

Yu Anxin found a place to sit down, and there were even a few cups of fruit juice on the table. These were free drinks for guests when they were resting, but out of politeness, Yu Anxin still asked, "Can I have some?"

Nanhua took out several cups of different flavors of fruit juice from under the counter in a very heroic manner, "Sure, I just made these in the afternoon."

Yu Anxin took a sip from the straw, her eyes scanning the surroundings. Suddenly, her gaze stopped at her belt.

She walked over, took out the most outstanding belt, and said, "Giving your boyfriend a belt that's worth over 10,000 yuan is actually pretty good too. Sometimes giving a belt would be better than clothes, and your pants would be even better, oh ~"

Nan Xia'er playfully blinked her eyes. There was something in her words, but Yu Anhui didn't listen to her seriously.

Yu Anhui put down the juice and shook his head. "I don't think this one is suitable for him."

Actually, she was poor! How could she afford such an expensive belt!

Nan Xia'er stared blankly for a moment, before putting the belt back. "Then, miss, let's see what you have in mind."

Yu An pinched his chin with two fingers as if deep in thought. Despite her serious look in picking out the leather belt, in reality, her eyes were always on the price.

The belt was slightly thinner than the other belts, and the workmanship was also more exquisite. However, she had speculated that it might not be Shen Mo Ke's waist, or he might be a little female, because the thin leather would be more suitable for women.

The other one was a 100,000 yuan old. He looked a little mature. Even though Shen Mo Ke was a lot older than her, he shouldn't be 40 to 50 years old! Therefore, this one wasn't suitable either.

After that, Yu An kept strangling many of the belts in his heart, giving her all sorts of reasons to console herself. If she had money, she would definitely buy the most expensive belt for Shen Mo Ke, but the prerequisite was that there was no 'if'. That's right, just like that!

Looking at Yu Anxin staring at a leather belt for a long time and seeing that he would once again reveal an expression of disappointment, Nan Xia'er felt a bit apprehensive. What kind of people were these? A product that a customer doesn't even set their eyes on can be called a big brand? This won't do. When she gets back, she must tell the old man to improve his aesthetics!

Seeing that Yu An Nian was more and more disappointed, Nan Xia'er panicked. Suddenly, she remembered that a few days ago, a new batch of goods had come in. She quickly walked over and took out the belts.

"Miss, do you want to see our store's new leather belt? I guarantee that you will fall in love with it."

Yu Anhui walked over doubtfully. It was a dark blue leather belt that seemed like black, with a few gold letters embedded on it. The style was simple yet grand, and it was a low-key luxury.

She touched the bank card in her pocket. In these years, she had saved up a lot of money, and in addition, the company that her mother had left behind would give a portion of the money into her card every month. Although it was not much, but it was still enough for her to use the money easily, even though Fang Ruping had always been eyeing the money covetously.

The card had a hundred thousand yuan and she still had three thousand yuan. Yu Anhui asked with uncertainty, "How much is this price?"

That's a tough question for Nan, she said, flipping the label on her belt. She thought for a moment, then made a number eight with her finger.

Yu Anhui was instantly struck by lightning. Fuck, 800,000 was not even worth this much even if he sold her. But then, Nan Xia'er spat out two words, "80,000."

Yu Anhui was dumbfounded. She still had more than twenty thousand yuan left in her pocket after buying this belt. She wouldn't starve to death even if it took a while. Yu Anxin made a prompt decision. "Help me pack it up."

Nanhua was so happy that she almost jumped up. This was the first time in her life that she had sold something. "Okay!" She was so happy that she wrapped up her belt and swiped the card in a series of movements. She was afraid that Yu Anxin would suddenly go back on his word.

As Yu Anhui walked out with the exquisite packaging, he sighed and said, "Even the packaging looks so good."

While Nan Xia was giggling at the series of numbers on the computer, Pearl came out of the bathroom.

Baozhu tidied up her work clothes as she looked at Nan Xia'er, who was smiling so much that she seemed to be retarded, and asked, "Xia'er, what are you laughing at?"

"I'm looking at the red tickets that I just sold."

Jewel felt very strange, it was just selling something, was there a need to be so happy?

She inadvertently caught sight of the opened package on the counter and was somewhat dissatisfied, "Xia'er, if you don't properly organize your things, what would a customer think when they see such a mess?"

Nan Xia'er humphed. She didn't think much of it. She was too excited. Although the 80,000 yuan was only a fifth of her monthly allowance, she still felt satisfied. After all, this was the first pot of gold that she had obtained.

Suddenly, the pearl cried out in alarm.

"Good heavens! Xia'er, did you sell a belt personally designed by Master Kevin? You can't flip it over and over!"

Nanhua withdrew from the fund management and walked over on her high heels. "What happened next?"

One must know that selling this belt gave her a commission that exceeded her effort for a month. However, there was also a point, that the price of this belt was five million dollars, so those who could afford it were either rich or expensive.