Zhao Yingying stood frozen in place when she heard this, not daring to take the skirt.
Sister Wang was the top sales performer in the store, with many VIP clients under her management.
Even the boss treated her with utmost respect.
"Not even allowing us to try it on? How would we know if it looks good?"
Xu Mu asked with a calm expression.
"You have a point."
Sister Wang sat back down but glanced at Zhao Yingying, "Little Zhao, watch the clothes carefully. If there's any damage, I'd like to see how you'll pay for it."
Zhao Yingying, feeling anxious, carefully replied, "Yes, Sister Wang."
Ye Yu had also noticed that pleated skirt earlier. Had Xu Mu seen her looking at it and that's why he asked her to try it on?
However, the skirt was too expensive for Ye Yu.
"Let's forget it and check other stores," Ye Yu tugged at Xu Mu's clothes.
"Forget what? Trying it on doesn't cost anything."
Xu Mu patted Ye Yu's head, "Go ahead."
"Alright."
Ye Yu changed into the pleated skirt, and Zhao Yingying thoughtfully knelt down to adjust the hem.
"Beautiful, even better than the previous one."
Xu Mu pointed at another piece of clothing, "But I suddenly think it would look even better with that cardigan."
"Of course, I'll get it for you."
Zhao Yingying nodded with a smile.
Meanwhile, Sister Wang wore a look of contempt.
If they had no money, that was one thing, but trying on piece after piece was just shameless.
"That one's nice too," Xu Mu pointed to another piece of clothing, "And that one, try them all."
While Zhao Yingying bustled about helping, Sister Wang sat scrolling through her phone, muttering under her breath.
"Okay, I'm done trying."
Ye Yu finished trying on the last piece and changed back into her own clothes.
She still felt that the clothes here were too expensive.
"Done trying? Alright."
Xu Mu nodded with a smile.
Zhao Yingying carefully hung all the clothes back in their original positions.
"Miss, no need to hang them up. Pack up all the ones we tried."
Xu Mu said to Zhao Yingying.
"What?"
Zhao Yingying was dumbfounded.
Sister Wang, who had been playing with her phone, was equally stunned.
"Just charge it to the card."
Xu Mu pulled out a black card.
Sister Wang was shocked when she saw it - she recognized this card.
A wealthy client she had served before also had one.
Her face immediately broke into a smile, "Little Zhao, you can go now. I'll help them pack the clothes."
Zhao Yingying felt uncomfortable hearing this, knowing it was clearly an attempt to steal the customer.
But she was helpless - after all, the other woman was the top seller, and she was just a newcomer.
"Alright, Sister Wang."
Zhao Yingying nodded reluctantly.
"You can pack them, but I want to know who gets the commission?"
Xu Mu looked at Sister Wang, "I'm buying these clothes because of this young lady's service. If it were you, I definitely wouldn't buy."
"According to store rules, since I received you, the commission is naturally mine."
Wang Yan was embarrassed but knew embarrassment wouldn't pay the bills.
The commission from these clothes alone would equal one or two months of her salary - she couldn't let it go.
"You really have no shame! How did you receive us?"
Xu Mu's expression grew cold, "Where's your manager? Call them over. I want to ask who should get the commission!"
"You... our manager isn't in the store."
As Wang Yan was speaking, she suddenly noticed a young man outside and immediately ran over with a bright smile, "Young Master Liu! Young Master Liu!"
Liu Jie, who was holding his new girlfriend while shopping in the mall, stopped when he saw Wang Yan approach.
"Young Master Liu, someone's causing trouble in the store!"
Wang Yan pointed inside with a pretense of distress.
This young man's family owned a company, and he frequently visited her store and gave her business.
Wang Yan smirked internally - did they really think she was just a sales clerk?
She had her own connections.
"Oh? Who dares to cause trouble at your place?"
Liu Jie looked at Wang Yan. He enjoyed visiting this woman when he had nothing better to do.
He had to admit, sometimes experienced women had their charm.
She was wild and skilled.
"That man inside!"
Wang Yan pointed at Xu Mu.
Liu Jie strutted in with his girlfriend, "Who's so bold? Daring to cause trouble at my friend's place? You must be tired of living!"
"Who do you think you are?"
Xu Mu looked at Liu Jie as he entered.
Wang Yan was already rejoicing inside, though her face maintained an angry expression, "How dare you! Do you know who Young Master Liu is?"
"Xu... Young Master Xu?"
When Liu Jie saw Xu Mu, he immediately deflated.
In Jiang City's rich second generation circles, who didn't know Xu Mu?
His family just ran a small company - how could it compare to the Xu Corporation?
"Who are you?"
Xu Mu walked over and asked.
"I'm Liu Jie. Young Master Xu probably doesn't know me. My family is in the clothing business."
Liu Jie didn't even dare mention his company's name.
"She's your friend?"
Xu Mu pointed at Sister Wang.
"No, no, I just bought clothes here once. I don't even know her."
Liu Jie hurriedly denied any connection, "Young Master Xu, we have other matters to attend to. We'll take our leave."
He pulled his girlfriend away, practically fleeing the scene.
Wang Yan stood there stunned, but even she wasn't foolish enough to miss that she had encountered someone important.
She felt sick, like she had swallowed a fly, filled with regret.
If even Liu Jie was this scared, it was enough to prove this man's status.
If she had played her cards right with this man from the start, who else would need to sell clothes here?
She was quite confident in her skills.
"Young... Young Master Xu, I failed to recognize Mount Tai. I was wrong. The commission definitely belongs to Little Zhao."
Wang Yan knew she couldn't afford to offend someone like him.
"Little Zhao, let's check out."
Xu Mu turned to Zhao Yingying, "Let's exchange contact information. If I need to buy clothes in the future, I'll contact you directly."
Zhao Yingying's eyes filled with grateful tears when she heard this.
Those strong-looking eyes gradually became misty.
Her mother was seriously ill, and she really needed the money right now.
[Favorability +20]
Xu Mu was surprised - he hadn't expected a simple shopping trip to earn him 160 justice points from others.
After buying the clothes, he carried the bags and left with Ye Yu.
He looked at Ye Yu and noticed another string of favorability points appearing above her head.
"Where were you two? I've been looking everywhere."
Ye Tong approached from afar, and when she saw the bags in Xu Mu's hands, she glared at Ye Yu, "Did you make him buy these?"
"No, I wanted to buy them for Little Yu."
Xu Mu looked at Ye Yu and winked.
Ye Yu's face turned red, and black text suddenly appeared above her head.
[Favorability +30]
Xu Mu was secretly amazed - at this rate, Ye Yu's favorability might turn positive today.
"Don't spoil her too much."
Ye Tong said as she came to Xu Mu's side.
Even she was surprised by her own words.
Just a few days ago, Xu Mu had slapped both sisters several times.
Now she was saying things like this.
"It's fine, I know what I'm doing."
Xu Mu smiled and asked, "What did you conclude today?"
"I took lots of notes. I'll check the computer when we get home," Ye Tong replied.
“Mm, just don’t disturb my sleep,” Xu Mu reminded her.
Hearing this, Ye Tong immediately turned her face away, too embarrassed to let Xu Mu see the blush on her cheeks.

iemie, male, Race: Moon. Hobby: Collecting anomalies. At first, he thought he possessed two systems: the Crimson Rainbow Moon and the Clear Cold Frost Moon. One day, he discovered that he himself could also become a system for others, holding the chessboard of fate. The Eighth Epoch, also known as the Eternal Moon Epoch. Humans, witches, elves, bloodline descendants, specters, demons, and spirits together compose a new history. Walking the path on behalf of the moon, before he knew it, Chen Miemie's footsteps were followed by all manner of strange and wondrous anomalies. As time passed, many titles circulated about him—The King in Yellow, Lord of Anomalies, Heart of the Eternal Moon, and more. "Me? I'm just a traveler who enjoys collecting interesting creatures," Chen Miemie said.

m back to his original world. In the end, he realized he had overthought things. [Hey, why is Shen Manni, the female lead, acting strange? Shouldn't she be fawning over the male lead at this point?] [Zhou Qiaoqiao, are you sick? Weren't you supposed to break off your engagement today?] [Damn it! An Youyi, please do your job as an undercover agent and sell my information to the protagonist, you idiot!] ... At this moment, Xu Mo himself didn't know that these female leads had already heard his inner thoughts. Then they decided not to play by the rules. Xu Mo: Please respect my profession as the big villain!

pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"

transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”