"That white T-shirt" Quincy Lane casually chose one.
Vicky Shepard threw a glance at it. The white T-shirt that Quincy had chosen was even more expensive than the one she had by 300 yuan. Her anger grew intense and said, "I'll take that 2000 yuan ripped jeans."
In fact, Quincy could have conceded defeat at that point. However, he decided to play with them as Vicky and Vincent Johnson just mocked him.
"Pack up that pair of slack for me!" Quincy instructed Jessi. The pair of slack was more expensive than Vicky's by 100 yuan.
Vicky was getting pissed off, her breathing became ragged, "Pack up that pink long sleeve!"
"Pack up that little silk shirt."
"I want that long and elegant dress."
"Pack up that western-style suit."
"Pack up that vermillion vest skirt."
...
Back and forth, they've already bought six or seven clothes each. Vicky was irritated at an extreme level.
Vincent was even more furious as Vicky had bought clothes that was worth over 10,000 yuan. It was entirely out of his expectation, but he was too embarrassed to stop her. After all, his "bold words" was out at first. He could only swallow his anger.
"I am not that rich. I quit," at this point, Quincy admitted his defeat.
Vincent was relieved, if Quincy continued to go back and forth with Vicky, he definitely couldn't help but stop him.
"Haha, you can't take it anymore, huh? Quincy, I told you that you couldn't compare yourself with my boyfriend just because you hit a lottery. He's a real rich kid. You are out of money now, right?" Vicky said proudly.
"True, I can't compare to him," said Quincy indifferently to Vicky, who was grumbling.
"Don't think that you're a big shot just because you won a 100,000 yuan lottery. You are always a loser, understand?" Vincent arrogantly pointed a pinky at Quincy.
Then, he looked at Jessi and said, "We spent over 30,000 yuan today. Even though this is a high-end women's clothing store, you don't have many customer buying so much at once, right? Where's your boss? Doesn't he want to meet us since we spent so much here today?"
"Ah... "Jessi subconsciously looked towards Quincy. Quincy shook his head gently. Jessi said to Vincent with a polite smile, "Our boss is not here today, sorry."
"Alright then," Vincent wanted to take the opportunity to befriend the owner the store. The owner of the luxury store must have been competent.
He felt disappointed as he lost his hope to meet the boss. He packed up the clothes that Vicky bought and left with their heads held high.
Jane Dulce was overwhelmed that Quincy bought her so many clothes. Jane rejoiced when she heard Quincy told Jessi that she could return the clothes she didn't like. Hence, she only kept one dress with her and returned the rest.
When that happened, Quincy smiled bitterly inside. He wouldn't say that if he knew this would occur.
Quincy asked Jane to put the new clothes on in the changing room. Jessi then gave Quincy a big thumbs up, "Boss, your marketing strategy is brilliant. The money that those two customers spent is by far the most this week!"
"Er…" Quincy looked dismayed. He was forced to go back and forth with Vicky. Jessi thought it was his marketing strategy instead.
"Give them a 20% discount the next time they visit." When he thought about it, he felt rather unkind to "screw" Vincent for over 30,000 yuan.
"Why? They seemed like not our regular customer. The boy's face turned green, and he was sweating when his girlfriend bought the seventh dress. I think there's no need to give a special promotion for them." As a manager, Jessi was thinking entirely in terms of the store's interests.
"Just listen to me," Quincy just wanted to feel better inside.
"Yes," Jessi could only agree. Jessi was curious, "Oh, boss, why don't you tell your girlfriend that you are the owner of this shop?"
"You talk too much," Quincy responded. Since Quincy was in a pretty stable relationship with Jane, he didn't want to do anything that might affect it. He will open up to her when the time came.
By then, Jane had already changed into her new dress. She was wearing the same off-white dress. She looked pure and elegant. With her fair and delicate skin, she looked incredibly charming.
"Hey gorgeous, may I have the honour to have a dance with you?" with his head holding high, Quincy extended his hand to Jane in a very gentlemanly manner.
Jane was in a daze. She smiled lightly and handed her hand to Quincy, "I'll give you a chance."
At that time, Jane felt like a noble lady at the ball. It was a feeling that no one had given her. She became more attracted to Quincy.
Quincy held Jane's hand, but they did not go for a dance. Instead, they went out for a stroll. Jessi engrossed watching by the side. She smiled and murmured, "What an enviable couple."
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