"Sir, I don't mean anything else, but our store doesn't have that many same-style clothes. If it's different styles, you don't need to buy three hundred sets. After all, the price is still quite high."
The owner carefully said, afraid of offending this distinguished guest.
Mr. Yang raised an eyebrow and said lightly, "I know the price, different styles don't matter either. Pack up all the styles your store has, calculate how much it costs, and I'll pay right now."
Seeing he wasn't joking, the owner was stunned for a few seconds, then quickly beamed with joy, "Okay, sir, I'll take care of it right now."
As he was about to call the young girl to help, Yang Cheng spoke up: "She stays, I still need to try on a few outfits."
Now Yang Cheng was the big spender, and the owner dared not go against his wishes, chuckled, "Xiaoyue, you must carefully attend to Mr. Yang, make a good impression!"
Xiaoyue nodded repeatedly, handing over the few recommended outfits to Uncle Pan to try.
