mtl008 Chapter 9 Could it be that she is being kept by someone?
Chapter 9 Could it be that she is being kept by someone?
Song Youan tried on two bags recommended by the shopping guide, and they were indeed very suitable for her as he said.
She loves it.
"I want both of them, two of each."
Song Youan seemed to be speaking casually, but he was actually very happy. It was so cool to be able to spend money without even blinking an eye!
"Okay...Okay." The salesman seemed to be surprised that Song Youan would be so straightforward. He was stunned for a moment before reacting: "Please wait in the rest area for a while."
"Don't worry, I haven't finished choosing yet." Song Youan said as she walked to the glass display stand nearby. Her slender fingers gently touched the jewelry on display: "This, this, and this..."
Then he went to the other side of the booth: "This, this, and this..."
Song Youan is already familiar with all the products of this brand, so she knows which one is suitable for her at a glance.
When we finished our selection and sat down in the rest area, the shopping guide who followed us had sweat on his forehead. It was true that you can't judge a book by its cover. Really rich people are as low-key as Miss Song in front of us.
Fortunately, I have always treated all customers who came into the store equally and did not follow the bad habit of some shopping guides of treating different customers differently. Otherwise, wouldn’t such a big customer have been lost to someone else?
Then I looked up at Ms. Guo opposite me. She said that she spent nearly one million yuan in the store every year, but every time she came, she put on a lot of airs and bothered the shopping guide for two or three hours, but in the end she only bought things worth tens of thousands of yuan.
Today, I was hesitating about a pair of earrings worth less than 20,000 yuan and didn't pay for an hour.
In contrast, Miss Song would buy anything she liked as soon as she saw it, and she spent hundreds of thousands of yuan in less than half an hour.
A bottle of high-end mineral water was handed to her. Song Youan ignored Guo Wanfang across from her and took out her phone to send a message to her best friend Cheng Muzi: "Baby, are you at work? I'm near your hospital."
The other party replied immediately: "What else can workers do if they are not at work? Why are you near our hospital? Interview?"
Song Youan: "I'm here to do something. I'll come find you later."
Cheng Muzi: "Okay, I won't tell you anymore. Here comes a seriously ill patient."
As an elder, Guo Wanfang was completely ignored. With the salesperson watching, she felt embarrassed: "So you're just here for free."
Song Youan paused in her trembling movements and glanced slightly towards the opposite side.
The salesman's back was sweating and he smiled at Song Youan with an embarrassed look on his face.
"Are you charging for that bottle of water?" Song Youan asked without any context.
Guo Wanfang frowned, not understanding what she said: "What?"
"I said, are you charging for that bottle of water?" Song Youan asked again.
"Of course not." Guo Wanfang raised his head proudly.
"So you got it for free too?" Song Youan asked.
Guo Wanfang was stunned for a moment, then her face flushed with anger as she realized what was happening. "I'm here to spend money, and you're the one who doesn't spend money, that's called freeloading!"
But in the face of Guo Wanfang's excitement, Song Youan remained calm. She looked at a pair of earrings placed in front of Guo Wanfang. There wasn't even a packaging bag, and it was obvious that she was still trying them on. She raised her chin lightly and asked, "Did you buy it? Did you pay?"
Guo Wanfang: “…”
Song Youan sneered and rolled his eyes, then unscrewed the bottle of water and drank half of it.
The salesperson took advantage of the situation, knowing the time had come: "Ms. Guo, what do you think of these earrings? If you're satisfied, I'll go and pack them for you."
Guo Wanfang:?
In fact, she didn't like it very much. She thought the earrings were too young and not suitable for her age of over 40. They were suitable for a girl in her twenties.
But Song Youan was looking at him with a smile on her face. If he didn't buy it, wouldn't he be just like her, trying to get free food?
Even if she doesn't like it, she still won't feel bad about spending more than 10,000 yuan.
"Wrap it up." Guo Wanfang twisted her body artificially and said in a tone of pretending to be indifferent.
The sales person was overjoyed and subconsciously glanced at Song Youan. He didn't know if he was dazzled, but the lady in front of him seemed to wink at him?
Did she deliberately stimulate Ms. Guo to place an order?
Returning the grateful look, the young lady also felt that Song Youan was beautiful and generous.
After making actual purchases, Guo Wanfang was about to mock Song Youan again, but before she could finish her words, the shopping guide came over with two large packaging bags.
"Ms. Song, the things have been packed. Are you driving? I'll help you put them in the car." The young man looked radiant. He could earn tens of thousands of yuan in commission today.
"Let me add you on WeChat and send you the address." Song Youan said, and the WeChat QR code was already opened.
The shopping guide nodded quickly, took out her phone, scanned it, and said, "Then Miss Song, please feel free to message me if you have any needs regarding our brand. If there are new models arriving or if they can be pre-ordered in advance, I will also send a message to notify Miss Song."
After adding the friend, the other party took out the bill and payment machine: "Ms. Song, your total consumption today is RMB. Just scan it here."
"I don't want that pair of spring wind chime earrings anymore. I suddenly feel they look a bit old-fashioned." Song Youan said casually.
The pair of earrings she was talking about were exactly the ones Guo Wanfang had just bought.
"Okay, I'll help you get it out. In this case, the total cost is yuan."
Song Youan showed the payment code and paid within a second.
She stood up, picked up two new bags, and left without looking back. All the shopping guides in the store saluted her!
Guo Wanfang was still in shock. How much money did this damn girl spend just now?
68?
How is this possible? How could she have so much money?
Is it possible...
Being kept by someone?
"Ms. Guo, your earrings." Seeing that she was in a daze, the sales lady called her carefully while holding her handbag.
She was slapped in the face by that damn girl Song Youan, and she even mocked the shopping guide in front of her for being poor and unable to buy anything. As a result, the guide spent 68 yuan, which was as much as she spent on this brand in a year.
Who knows how the shopping guide will laugh at me later.
In order to save face, Guo Wanfang pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Having a pretty face is really convenient. I wonder which rich man she has hooked up with."
The young lady smiled on the surface, but she was actually pissing herself off. What kind of people haven't these salespeople seen? Everyone is the same in their eyes. It doesn't matter where the money comes from; as long as you're willing to spend money in their store, you're a big shot!
Guo Wanfang still felt embarrassed and asked, "Do you still have the bag you saw last time? I really like it. Let's pack it up too."
The salesgirl's inner rage suddenly turned into a smile: "Okay, Ms. Guo, please wait a moment!"
Turning around, the young lady rolled her eyes and said in a stylish but silent voice: Idiot.