"Hey! Yang Yan, what do you think of this dress?"
Han Ruyu held up the dress in her hand, seeking Yang Yan's opinion.
"Hmm! It looks good, just not sure how it'll look on you."
Yang Yan said with a smile.
With just one glance at these clothes, he could tell if they were handmade.
It turns out, any luxury item, real or fake, couldn't escape Yang Yan's discerning eye.
"Sir, this lady will definitely look great in this dress."
The salesperson said to them in surprisingly fluent Huaxia language.
"You speak Huaxia?"
Yang Yan was a bit surprised at the salesperson's skill.
Having been in America for so many days, it was his first time encountering a white salesperson in a store speaking Huaxia.
"Yes, sir, not only can I speak it, but all our salespeople here can. And it's not just us, if you walk into any store here, the salespeople can speak reasonably fluent Huaxia."
The salesperson spoke to Yang Yan with a consistent and respectful smile from start to finish.
