At West City Mall, Lu Xinyan's store was having all kinds of promotions. Ning Xi shook her head when she reached there.
When Ning Xi walked into the store, a few salespeople were chatting away happily, not even greeting Ning Xi when she entered.
"Anyone here?" Ning Xi frowned a little and asked.
The salespeople then turned around and looked at Ning Xi.
"I'm sorry, we're getting off work soon. Please come again tomorrow," said one of the taller salespeople.
"If you're getting off work soon, that means you haven't just yet," replied Ning Xi.
They were a little surprised, then took a closer look at Ning Xi. She dressed a little plainly today, but they all had instantly looked down on her.
"Miss, Spirit is a high-end luxury brand. Although we do have some promotions going on, all of them still cost at least tens of thousands." The tall salesperson sounded impatient.
