Hmm?
Xia Liu looked toward the source of the voice, which was coming from a young woman wearing heavy makeup.
What caught the eye most was her thick eyebrows, drawn on with an eyebrow pencil.
Song Rong had no idea how furious she was that day; just yesterday, some poor guy came here with his girlfriend.
Dressed up all pretentious, and then after guiding them around for half a day, they didn't buy anything and just left on an electric scooter.
Now, seeing Xia Liu like this, she was almost exploding with anger—just a few minutes after opening and you come window shopping, if you're broke just admit it.
"Sorry, ma'am, we're here to talk to your manager about a potential collaboration," Rose said with a smile as she stepped forward.
"Haha, a collaboration? Dressed in street market clothes, and you think you're qualified to meet our manager?" Song Rong said disdainfully.
"This..."