A lifetime of maintaining a life of wealth, never worrying about food or drink.
Meng Zhaojun glared at the shopkeeper, her tone slightly hostile as she spoke, "What? Just because your master is here, and sees that I am young, does he not comply with orders?"
The shopkeeper felt aggrieved!
He was just a worker, after all! The little master hadn't said a word, did they expect him to cover the cost of the jewelry himself?
Although he was a worker with a high salary, if the jewelry he presented was too poor, the other party would complain. If he presented fine jewelry, perhaps it could cost him several months of wages just to pay for it.
His eyes shifted, what kind of customer was this? He had never seen such a person as a shopkeeper.
To him, this forceful demand was just a joke!
