The salesperson had a flash of inspiration, thinking of something that might meet the customer's demands.
"Yes, yes, we have it! Please wait a moment!"
The salesperson dashed into the manager's office like a whirlwind.
"Manager, we have a big client! They want unique jewelry, something with a sense of age, quite substantial. Don't we have a set..."
The manager didn't wait for her to finish, asking first, "What kind of customer? A woman? How old? What's her name?"
The salesperson was momentarily speechless. "A female tycoon! Probably in her early thirties. She even brought a secretary! I didn't ask for her name."
Early thirties?
Then it probably isn't An Yan.
However, with the makeup techniques of this era being comparable to plastic surgery, the manager couldn't afford to be careless. He quickly stood up and personally went to the reception room.
