Chapter 387: The mall manager made a personal appearance.
"You're fired!" he barked harshly at the saleswoman.
Confused and shocked, the saleswoman questioned, "Why am I getting fired, sir?" The manager replied with firmness, “Because you failed to recognize who matters here! Go settle your pay with the finance department and leave. You're annoying our valued guest. Get the hell out of here." The saleswoman, bewildered, glanced at Xander, puzzled by the scruffy man's supposed importance. But the stern look from her manager prompted her to depart silently, without further inquiry.
Once she had gone, the manager turned to Xander with a bow. "Esteemed guest, I'll personally see to your needs now. I hope you enjoy your shopping experience." Xander looked around, still somewhat bewildered.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtgalηovsis where your journey begins The mall was a hub for the city's wealthiest, and he was suddenly being treated like royalty. Feeling a bit flustered but remembering Marissa had asked him to do the shopping fast, he quickly selected sclothing and shoes, instructing, “Please have these taken to the lounge forto change into.” "Absolutely," the manager responded eagerly, correctly guessing Xander's size and gesturing to another saleswoman, "Take these to the lounge and make sure everything is perfect." After issuing the orders, the manager gave a respectful bow to Xander and offered, "Please, allowto escort you to the lounge." Xander responded with a nod and trailed behind him.
At the stime, Marissa entered the mall and headed straight for the women's clothing section.
She usually preferred simple and unassuming clothes and hadn't planned on buying anything today. However, since she was about to see the president of the Peridot Consortium, Clarissa, later that day, she reconsidered and opted to shop for shigh-end attire.
Xander had told her about Clarissa's penchant for wearing incredibly lavish outfits.
Aware of this, Marissa knew she needed to dress more formally.
To save time, she quickly picked out several items upon arriving at the women's clothing section and confidently told the saleswoman, "Please take these to the lounge. I'd like to change into them right away." The saleswoman gave Marissa a thorough once-over, taking in her modest ensemble, which seemed to make her a bit skeptical.
"Just so you know, madam, the total comes to a staggering 11 million dollars! Before we go any further, I need to confirm your payment method. If that's beyond your budget, perhaps a less expensive store would be better," the saleswoman said with disdain.
Marissa despised the condescending attitude of saleswomen who underestimated customers ready to make significant purchases. But despite her irritation, she was too pressed for ttoday to argue.
She pulled a standard bank card from her wallet and handed it to the saleswoman without uttering a word. The saleswoman, noticing the plainness of the card, pursed her lips slightly.
Most of her clients flaunted VIP bank cards, and she couldn't help but assMarissa was pretending to be wealthier than she was.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhile she was silently judging, she inserted the card into the POS machine. Her expression transformed from skepticism to shock as the balance displayed an astonishing string of zeros.
"One zero, two zeros, three zeros, four zeros, five zeros... My goodness, that's a lot of zeros!" Before she could even finish counting, Marissa snatched the card back and asked coldly, "Am I wealthy enough to shop here?"
The saleswoman quickly nodded, her demeanor changing to one of deep respect "Absolutely, esteemed guest! Please, head to Lounge 2, where I will bring your selections immediately." Marissa nodded and strode toward the lounge.
Behind her, the saleswoman wiped away a bead of sweat realizing she had misjudged the casually dressed woman as anything but affluent.
Meanwhile, Marissa was indifferent to the saleswoman's newfound reverence. After changing intoher new outfit, she was ready to return to her car and meet up with Xander. However, just as she stepped out of the lounge, she stopped abruptly. A grim-faced man blocked her path