Zuo Xiaoqing and the shop assistant widened their eyes at the same time and looked at Luo Chenxi in astonishment.
"Miss, are you sure you want me to wrap them up for you? Are you really buying them? Do you really have the money? You aren't screwing with me, are you?"
The shop assistant stood still and showed no intention of serving Luo Chenxi at all. The words that came out of her mouth were full of doubts.
In her opinion, Luo Chenxi really did not look like someone who could afford such expensive fabrics.
Young Master Chen deliberately tried to pay for her fabrics just now, but he had somehow left the shop.
Luo Chenxi glanced at her. "What is it? Are you refusing a customer's request? Do you know how business works? If you're tired of doing so, please have your manager personally do it for me instead."
The shop assistant had a confused look on her.