"Hey! What are you doing?"
Suddenly, a dissatisfied shout came from the side.
Willow's hand trembled, and she instinctively retracted it.
"Clack clack clack!"
A girl in a high-end suit stormed over.
The nameplate hanging on her left chest showed that she was one of the employees.
However, even though she was a service staff, she still judged whom she faced.
Facing a rich client, she was naturally polite and respectful.
Facing ordinary people, they naturally had would wear a sense of pride.
After all, to be able to work in such a high-end flagship store, they had to have an image and a certain lady. Naturally, they were proud.
"Ma'am, is this your first time coming to such a high-end brand store?"
The staff sized Willow up before asking calmly.
As a salesperson, she had seen many people coming and going every day.
She could tell at a glance whether the other party was a potential client.
The worth of Willow's clothes was less than a hundred, and there was a hint of fear in her eyes.
The worker knew that this was the kind of fear a poor person would have when faced with valuable items.
In other words, Willow was poor.
It was impossible for them to afford such a luxury item.
"I haven't been here in a long time."
Willow shook her head and laughed at herself as she explained casually.
This staff member curled his lips slightly, treating Willow as if Willow was hiding something.
She had seen this many times.
The less money they had, the more they wanted to hide the fact that they had no money.
"You've never been here before, so it's not forbidden for you to take a stroll around.
"But high-end brands like ours aren't like those stalls."
"At a street vendor, you can choose whatever you want, even touch the items whenever you want.
When the staff mentioned street goods, she even glanced at Willow's clothes.
"However, we cannot allow customers to touch the items here casually."
These words were said seriously.
As for Willow, the corners of her lips revealed a hint of playfulness.
Did she really think that she was an inexperienced little girl?
In the past two years, she had indeed never entered such a store.
However, as the eldest daughter of the Quinn family's third generation, she had a membership card in many high-end luxury stores.
However, as time passed, those membership cards were gradually became covered in dust.
"Don't tell me that you can't try on the clothes here?
"Just by looking, how do you determine the size?"
Willow's rhetorical question made the staff blush.
However, it only turned red for a moment before turning into impatience.
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