She nodded and bowed as she poured tea for Qiao Mengtong and asked her to sit on the sofa in the reception area.
Recently, Qiao Mengtong had made a tidy sum of money because of Zhan Nan and Zhan Bei and had bought several bags in this store in one go.
Seeing her spend so freely, the sales associate immediately memorized Qiao Mengtong's voice and face.
Lin Xiuxiang, seeing the sales associate's starkly different attitude, felt somewhat angry. She didn't want to spend another second in the store and asked,
"Not going to continue with the packing? Qiao Qiao and I are in a hurry."
After hearing Qiao Mengtong's words, the sales associate was hardly willing to pack for them anymore and started to mock,
"Miss Qiao just said you can't afford it anymore, and I should still package for you? Wouldn't that be a waste of my time?" Qiao Mengtong gave Qiao Jing a provocative look and arrogantly lifted her chin while sipping the tea the sales associate had poured for her.