Chapter 48

Erma Mall, one of the high-end shopping malls in Artirance, has a strong guarantee for its perfect and considerate service, elegant and high-end environment and the quality assurance of the merchandise of the tenants. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Pooh lifted the hem of his skirt and left the underground parking lot with the moving metal plate on Song Yinan Station.

Mamie. The Baruch shopping guide was already standing there in a dark blue uniform to greet him, "Miss Chesterton, it's been a long time, I heard that you have encountered a little accident on this graduation trip. ā€

Pooh stepped forward, her hands clasped in front of her, and she smiled perfectly and walked with the shopping guide as she talked. "Surprises are always pleasantly surprised, Mamie. Baruch, you said that yourself. ā€

Mamie. Baruch pursed his lips and smiled, the red lips on his plain face even more amazing, "It seems that this unexpected trip has been very satisfying for you, and you have also purchased an untrained slave. ā€

When Song Yinan heard this, his black eyes glanced at her and moved away.

There was a little bit of feminine playfulness between Pooh's eyebrows, but he did not lose his demeanor as a nobleman, "I hope that in the next sentence you are not recommending to me where to find a good slave etiquette training institution." ā€

Mamie. Baruch paused slightly, then smiled a little deeper, "Of course not, Miss Chesterton." ā€

Mamie. Baruch spoke a few more words to Pooh, and Pooh replied freely, and as he walked, Pooh directly expressed his intention to Mamie.

Mamie smiled confidently, "Miss Chesterton, this time, compared to the fifth floor, we might as well go up to the third floor first, there is a new Star Brain Merchant, maybe it can meet your needs." ā€

Mamie. Balu knows her regular client very well, Pooh. Chesterton.

Pooh, of course. Chesterton and Mamie. Balu has worked together for so long, and he is very convinced of her vision.

She heard Mamie. Baru's words, groaning slightly, looked up at her, "Mamie. Baru, you should know that I can accept a high price, but I can't accept a low quality product. ā€

Mamie. The smile on Barru's face was confident, "Of course, Miss Chesterton, you should know my service as well. ā€

Pooh nodded, "Lead the way and see." ā€

Mamie. Balu bowed slightly, leading the way for Pooh.

"Miss Chesterton, although this Star Brain is a new merchant, you also know how difficult it is to settle here now with the continuous improvement of the grade of Elma Mall."

"This brand has suddenly become popular recently, its full name is 'Artist', it is a star brain brand that came from the Mosakot star field, this brand has been established for less than a year, and the annual profit exceeds that of many old star brains."

Pooh's footsteps slowed a few beats, and she froze in place, looking sideways at Mamie. Baloo.

Mamie's eyes looked at her with questions, "Miss Chesterton, may I ask what is the problem?" ā€

Pooh returned to normal after a few seconds, and she raised a noble smile and her expression remained unchanged, "It's okay, go on." ā€

Mamie nodded and continued: "Although the 'Artist' brand does not have such a long reputation accumulation, its appearance design is very creative and versatile, and it has been very popular with young people recently, and since it entered the Elma shopping mall, 80% of the young people who came to buy the Star Brain have chosen this brand of products. ā€

Mamie. Baru continued on his way with Pooh.

The three of them stood on a lifting turntable, which slowly rose to three floors.

The third floor mainly sells children's clothing, and from a distance, it is full of colorful and creative clothing.

Mamie pointed in the direction, "Miss Chesterton, go this way." The fifth-floor merchants such as Starbrain Video Games are full, so Artist is temporarily on the third floor, separate from other Starbrain businesses. ā€

After walking for about five minutes, Pooh finally saw the Star Brain merchant in the corner.

Its signboard has the word "Artist" written in exaggerated small round font, abstract and exaggerated and brightly colored paintings painted on the walls, all kinds of star brains are hung and placed everywhere as decorative items, and there are several star brains of different shapes scattered in the large display case, and there is no one in the small storefront.

This feeling is quite out of place with Elma Mall.

Pooh stood in the distance and did not move, but a few strands of dissatisfaction rose in his silver eyes.

Dissatisfaction has always been the prerogative of the aristocracy, and Pooh does not exclude the use of that privilege.

There was a little embarrassment in Mamie's confident smile, and she glanced back at Pooh apologetically, "Miss Chesterton, please wait, because the salesperson has been sick recently, so his colleague will help to look at the store for the time being." ā€

Veneva smiled, his expression dignified.

Song Yinan stood lazily behind Pooh with his hands in his hands, looking at the brightly colored and completely independent space, showing a bit of interest.

After a few moments, a door rose from the brightly colored wall, and a man walked out of it with an impatient face.

"Mamie. Baruch, I remember I said, don't bother me in the afternoon, it's the time of my day when my creativity is blowing. ā€

"Christian. Mr. Johnson, I also reminded you that it might be possible to try to move this to a closed night. ā€

Christian. Johnson frowned, looking dissatisfied, "Mamie." Baruch, you don't understand art at all, and you are blaspheming great art by saying that. ā€

As he spoke, he looked at Pooh in the distance, and his words were full of perfunctory and impatient, "What kind of star brain do you want to buy?" ā€

Pooh's silver eyes swept over him calmly, and he looked slightly sideways at Mamie. Baruch, "Mamie, go to the fifth floor." ā€

Mamiwei ton, repeating the confirmation: "Fifth floor?" ā€

Pooh raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and the corners of his eyes curled slightly, "Mamie, I hope you are still a professional shopping guide." ā€

Marmie's expression became serious, and she realized that she had overstepped, "All right, Miss Chesterton, please come with me." ā€

Christian. Johnson's metal barrel tapped on the display surface, his voice slouched but with a very special penetrating power. "Since you're already here, why don't you take a look and go."

Vineve tilted his head, looking dignified and detached, "Sir, if you want to retain customers for this reason alone, you are indeed not a professional salesperson, and similarly, I think you completely underestimate the ability of front-line sales personnel and the requirements of customers for salespeople." ā€

Christian. Johnson squinted his eyes and looked confident, "We artists have always relied on strength. ā€

Pooh hooked the corners of his mouth and walked forward, "Forgive me for being clumsy. ā€

Christian. Johnson casually pulled over the chair and sat down, looking unflustered, "Anonymity may be a feature that you are interested in, Miss." ā€

Pooh paused, turned and looked at the man in front of him.

The man's eyes narrowed with a big smile on his face, "I think I might be a good salesperson." ā€

Pooh's eyes were heavy and he smiled detachedly, "Accurately identifying customer needs is just one of the conditions for a successful salesperson." ā€

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