Chapter 538: 538: No Smoking_1
Legend of Dragon Son-in-law
âWho the hell are you!â
Anna Harris felt both annoyed and angry after being spoken to by the woman like that.
Indeed, she hadnât expected the necklace to be so expensive, but being so blatantly ridiculed would be unbearable for anyone!
âI get it, heâs your daddy, right?â
A mischievous smile appeared at the corner of Anna Harrisâs mouth.
âThis is my girlfriend. What, you want to be my girlfriend too? Come spend a night with me first. If youâre good, I donât mind giving you a few tens of thousands for your service fee!â
The corpulent man leered at Anna Harris before wrapping his arm around the womanâs waist.
âAh! I thought she was your daughter. But miss, arenât you afraid of becoming a young widow by getting with a man as old as your dad? Then again, when you think about it, once he dies, you can just take his money and keep a toy boy on the side.â
Anna Harris said with a grin, âJust donât forget to plant some grass on your sugar daddyâs grave when the time comes.â
âPlant grass for what!â
The woman asked, puzzled.
âTo bring some green to his plot!â
Anna Harris laughed as she spoke.
Even Quella Radcliffe and Julius Reed nearby couldnât help but chuckle.
âYou filthy woman! How dare you talk about me like that!â
The corpulent man, humiliated and furious, raised his hand to strike.
âThere are cameras here. Hit me, and Iâll call the cops!â
Anna Harris leaned in, glaring boldly at the corpulent man, âCome on! You wimp!â
âYouâ¦â
The manâs face kept changing colors, and finally, he let out a cold laugh and withdrew his hand, âI wonât stoop to your level, you classless harpy. Poor people just have no manners! Salesperson, package this necklace up for me; Iâm buying it!â
Afterward, the woman in his arms chimed in with scorn, âLike you could ever afford it. Youâre only fit to drool over it in the display case or spit out insults in the street.â
âYouâ¦â
Anna Harris approached the counter and suddenly said with a smile, âThereâs a first-come, first-served rule in life. Since you came later, you can wait for this miss to finish trying it on, then you can buy.â
With that, she took the crystal necklace from the salespersonâs hand and put it around Quella Radcliffeâs neck.
âIt looks pretty good.â
Julius Reed nodded in agreement.
This Spring Snow indeed seemed more upscale than the Crystal Love necklace.
Only, they didnât have it back in Gonzalez City at the time.
Had it not been for this exhibition, many high-end products would have been out of reach for Gonzalez City.
After all, itâs a small place. Even though itâs by the sea, the localâs wealth isnât much.
âHey! This is kind of interesting!â
When the corpulent man saw Quella Radcliffe wearing the necklace, he pointed at the salesperson and cursed, âYou dare to sell things looking like that? You blind as a bat!â
Smack!
He slapped the salesperson across the face.
âHow can you hit someone!â
Anna Harris glared at the corpulent man, âDespite being a man, how dare you hit a woman! Sheâs just selling things. If you came late, you need to wait in line. Thatâs the rule!â
The salesperson was struck because of her; Anna Harris couldnât help but feel guilty.
âKeep talking, and Iâll hit you too!â
The middle-aged man, belly protruding, with his arm around the young woman, pointed at Anna Harris and said, âYou wretched woman, dare to oppose me, do you know who I am?â
âWhatâs going on here!â
At that moment, a man in a suit approached. He looked at the salesperson covering her face and asked with a frown, âWho did this!â
âMe!â
âHim!â
The man admitted himself, and Anna Harris also pointed him out.
âWhat happened! Speak up!â
The man looked at the salesperson and demanded an explanation.
âThis lady wanted to try on this necklace, and this gentleman arrived afterwards and wanted to try it, too. Following the first-come, first-served policy, I let this young lady try it on first, but then the gentleman came up and slapped meâ¦â
The salesperson was a young girl, now crying out of grievance.
She had only been working for three months when she was hit by someone.
âIâm telling you, Iâm here to buy this necklace directly! You look at them, which one looks like they can afford a necklace?â
The man pulled out a card and slammed it on the counter, âSee? Iâm the real deal! You neglect the buyer to let a bunch of broke asses try it on, wasting my time! Whatâs wrong with me hitting her?â
Having said that, the man also stubbed his cigarette out on the counter.
âHey! Do you have any manners? Youâre obviously a nouveau riche! It clearly says no smoking, yet you dare to smoke! Whereâs security!â
Anna Harris looked around and was about to call security.
âSir, are you really going to buy it?â
It was at this moment that another man in a suit spoke up.
In just the past few minutes, he had sized up both partiesâ attire.
This was a mandatory course for sales.
Judging guests by their appearance.
Knowing who could afford what, no need to waste time.
They would enthusiastically welcome guests who could really afford to buy.
As for those who were just looking, they tended to be dismissive.
It was not a matter of looking down on peopleâafter all, salespeople need to make money too, and nobody wants to put in useless effort.
But this, in itself, went against professional ethics.
âExactly! I say Iâll buy it, and I will. Eighty million, like thatâs real money to me?â
The man sneered condescendingly at Anna Harris, âDonât say you want to buy it. If you really want to, offer the money now, and I walk away, no fuss!â
âYouâ¦â
Anna Harris wanted to speak, but she was choked by this remark.
Sure enough, money spoke loudest.
âBut he hit someone! Thatâs not right! The sales associate did nothing wrong. Also, he smoked here!â
Anna Harris pointed at the cigarette butt on the counter, âThis person has no manners at all!â
âIâm sorry, miss.â
The man in the suit glanced at Anna Harris and took the hand covering the sales associateâs face.â
He slapped her forcefully!
Slap!
âHey! What are you doing!â
Anna Harris asked in shock.
Why did this newcomer hit their own person?
âSir, I apologize for the terrible shopping experience Iâve caused. Now that Iâve hit her, if you are not satisfied, I can continue.â
The man in the suit smiled and looked at the corpulent man, grabbing the teary-eyed sales associate, âApologize to the gentleman immediately!â
After that, he turned around and tore off the no-smoking sign stuck on the wall.
âNow, sir, smoking is within the rules.â
The man in the suit said with a smile, âI am the manager of the jewelry showroom, nameâs Scotty Lake.â
âScotty, good job! Iâm very satisfied!â
The corpulent man looked at Anna Harris and proudly said, âScotty, wrap up this necklace for me, and have it cleaned as well. My woman doesnât like anyone elseâs scent on it.â
âCertainly, sir.â
Scotty Lake nodded with a smile.
Selling this strand of necklace alone could earn him hundreds of thousands in commission.
He couldnât pass up such a huge deal.
âMiss, please take off the necklace.â
He turned to Quella Radcliffe, his tone instantly turning cold.
âBrother, donât judge by appearances!â
Julius Reed walked up to Quella Radcliffe and asked with a smile, âWife, like it?â
âJuliusâ¦â
âDonât like it, I plan to buy it anyway.â
Julius Reed interrupted Quella Radcliffe, âSuch a fine necklace, if it ends up on the neck of a green tea bitch, itâd totally lack class.â