President Ma and Yang Lujing were chiming in, making Zhang Xiaoman's chest heave with anger.
She pointed at Song Yun, arguing, "This gentleman is also here to buy jade, he was the first to take a liking to this jade pendant, why are you snatching it away?"
"Hehe." Yang Lujing scoffed sarcastically and said, "He's here to buy a jade pendant? Look at him, is he wearing Versace or Zegna? How could someone like him afford a jade pendant worth tens of thousands?"
"How do you know he can't afford it?"
Zhang Xiaoman retorted, though there was a hint of uncertainty in her voice.
At this point, several other clerks came over, advising Zhang Xiaoman softly, "Xiaoman, don't argue with Sister Yang, she's our store's sales ace, offending her won't do you any good."
"Yes, and her relationship with the manager, you know it well. If she whispers into the manager's ear, the job you just got could be lost."
