Little Round Face was bewildered upon becoming the deputy manager.
Then, another pie fell from the sky—
Ruan Qi bought five watches from her.
A commission of nearly two hundred thousand yuan was secured.
With a dazed look, Little Round Face watched as Ruan Qi left the boutique.
"Miss Ruan, do you have any plans next?" Feng Qin asked.
"No," Ruan Qi shook her head, "I came out just to buy watches."
Feng Qin 'hmm'ed' and lifted his wrist to check the time.
"Miss Ruan has been slighted in my mall, if you don't mind, I'd like to invite you to lunch as an apology. Would that be okay?"
Ruan Qi did not immediately agree.
Feng Qin had stood up for her in the store and also took her suggestion to make Little Round Face the manager. Both emotionally and reasonably, she should not refuse this meal.
But the thought of the rumors that had spread before about dining with Feng Qin…
Ruan Qi furrowed her brows slightly, looking somewhat hesitant.