"Sir, just now you said..." The sales assistant didn't even finish explaining before he interrupted, running a hand through his bleached yellow hair and forcefully demanded, "Stop wasting my time here, where's your boss? Get your boss out here!"
This yellow-haired punk was causing trouble without even knowing how to do it skillfully.
Seriously?
Other customers in the store naturally heard the commotion and all turned to look.
Patrick Grant was about to step forward when he saw a woman walking over, wearing a light blue dress, the hem slightly swaying, leaving a graceful silhouette in this early summer scene. Even many successful gentlemen in the store felt captivated just by her refreshing presence.
Even without seeing the woman's face, her single silhouette already showed all her seductive elegance.
"Davis, what's going on?" The woman spoke in a crisp, sweet voice with a hint of spirited vigor, making everyone feel comfortable upon hearing it.
