“What do you think? Does it look nice?” Lisha gently held the skirt and spun on the spot.
“It looks good…” Jagoan said earnestly.
He did not ask Lisha if she wanted it. He could tell the answer from her expression.
Jagoan looked over his shoulder at the female sales assistant and asked, “How much is this dress?”
“900 Union Dollars,” The female sales assistant replied with a smile.
“Do you accept Dragon Dollars?” Jagoan asked again.
His bank cards were in Dragon Dollars, which he needed to convert if he used Union Dollars.
The female sales assistant immediately nodded and said, “Of course, it’s 1,350 dollars if you’re paying in Dragon Dollars.”
“Okay, no problem.”
Jagoan was about to swipe his card, but Lisha walked over and looked disdainfully at the female sales assistant, saying, “The dress doesn’t feel that good. Is it made out of poor material? Can you make it cheaper?”
Jagoan was dumbfounded.
The mayor’s eldest daughter, Lisha Crosac, was bargaining with the female sales assistant.
Your last name is Crosac. Your ancestors will cry…
“Well… We don’t bargain here…” The female sales assistant said with a look of embarrassment.
Jagoan was not surprised. They were buying clothes at a shopping mall, not a small shop.
How could they bargain here?
However, Lisha continued saying, “Don’t lie, okay? I’m a local. You can always bargain on clothes in the mall. Why can’t you bargain on clothes all of a sudden?”
The female sales assistant glanced at Jagoan, and her expression became slightly awkward.
Jagoan realized then that the female sales assistant said bargaining was not allowed because he did not look like a Crosac local to her. Sure enough, scamming outsiders happened everywhere.
Jagoan was dumbfounded until Lisha bargained successfully and paid 1,100 dollars. It was not until he stepped out of the mall that he finally returned to reality.
“I didn’t expect…” Jagoan looked at Lisha, getting mixed feelings.
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