When Zhu Lingling touched another one, the saleswoman wiped it down too.
Anyways, she wiped whichever one Zhu Lingling touched.
Also, her face was cold, she didn't have any enthusiasm at all.
This behavior was normal, actually. The saleswomen at luxury stores were all like this. They first judge the customers when they walk in.
They put on an enthusiastic face if you were wearing all luxury brands.
If you were dressed normally, their faces remained cold. After all, it wasn't like you could afford it.
"Eh…"
Jiang Xiaowei couldn't take it anymore and wanted to lecture the saleswoman.
Zhu Lingling stopped her. Smiling, she kept on touching bags.
Finally, smiling, Zhu Lingling turned around and said to the saleswoman, "Please wrap up all the bags I touched."
"What?"
That woman thought she heard wrong, so she asked again.
Zhu Lingling was still smiling.
