Chapter 1646: 403: Slap in the face Chapter 1646: 403: Slap in the face “Belinda,” the intern, a young girl in her early twenties, said.

Belinda continued, “Please attend to the guest sitting on the sofa.”

It was the busiest time of the day.

She didn’t want to waste time on a poor customer.

After all, luxury stores rely on performance-based commissions.

The intern, always full of energy, nodded immediately upon hearing, “Okay, Belinda, I’ll go right now.”

Carrying tea respectfully, the intern approached Mary Perryne, “Hello, ma’am, please enjoy some tea.”

“Thank you,” Mary Perryne said as she took a sip of the tea.

“Are you waiting for someone?” the intern asked.

“Yes, I’m waiting for my daughter,” Mary Perryne replied.

The intern nodded and then asked, “Do we have any styles in the store that you like? Would you like me to bring something for you to try?”

“I like that dress over there,” Mary Perryne pointed to a pink dress.

“Human Angel?” the intern inquired.

Mary Perryne was a bit surprised, “That dress is called ‘Human Angel’?”

“Yes,” the intern explained with a smile, “Designer Su named it ‘Human Angel’ because he envisioned the customer as a celestial maiden when designing the dress.”

“No wonder it’s so beautiful,” Mary Perryne remarked.

However, the dress has been tried on by many customers already…

Mary Perryne remained as confident as ever, “It definitely won’t be a problem for my daughter,” she asserted.

“May I ask how tall and how heavy your daughter is?” the intern continued.

“She is 176 cm tall and weighs 48 kg,” Mary Perryne replied.

“Your daughter’s height and figure are indeed perfect! However, we still need her to try it on personally, as our designer cannot evaluate without seeing it on her,” the intern smiled.

Mary narrowed her eyes, “What did you say your designer’s name was?”

“Su.”

Hearing this, Mary Perryne suddenly realized.

No wonder.

No wonder this designer is so renowned.

It turned out to be Su, the designer queen of Paris Fashion Week.

“Ma’am, may I ask your last name? I’ll register you here. Oh, and my name is Sherry, you can call me Sherry or just Elly,” the intern continued.

“Sherry, you’re different from the others. They are all dismissive towards me, only you treat me like a real customer,” Mary Perryne noticed.

She wasn’t fooled; she had seen the earlier disdain and mockery from the short-haired staff member.

But Sherry, from start to finish, was sincere.

“I’m just an intern,” Sherry explained with a smile.

Interns have to work harder than regular staff.

Only then can they secure a full-time position.

“If I’m not serious, I might lose this job. Plus, I think all customers should be treated equally. Treating them differently could give people the wrong impression about our industry,” Sherry stated, knowing her individual power was limited but determined to do her best.

Mary Perryne appreciated such honesty in the young girl. “You are also very honest, without any ulterior motives.”

Sherry laughed shyly, “Thank you. By the way, would you like something to eat? We offer afternoon tea here with osmanthus cake and European pastries.”

“Do you have Milk Tea?” Mary Perryne asked.

“Yes,” Sherry nodded.

Mary Perryne looked at Sherry, her tone light, “Then prepare a cup of Milk Tea for me. My daughter likes it.”

“Okay, please wait a moment.”

Sherry went to prepare the Milk Tea.

In the pantry, Caitlin, also an intern, came up to Sherry and whispered, “Sherry, are you preparing Milk Tea for that woman outside?”

“Yes,” Sherry nodded.

Caitlin was incredulous, “Are you crazy? Belinda is obviously bullying you! That woman doesn’t look like she can afford luxury goods! Belinda has already made a sale of five hundred thousand, and you won’t make even a penny this afternoon!”

Caitlin was sharper than Sherry; originally, Belinda wanted to make Caitlin do it.

But Caitlin acted first, targeting a customer who had just entered the store, and Belinda had to turn to Sherry reluctantly.

It’s just that Sherry wasn’t very cunning.

“I can’t refuse her; she’s a senior staff member. Besides, on our first day in sales, our supervisor said we shouldn’t judge people by their appearance,” Sherry reasoned.

Caitlin couldn’t help laughing out loud hearing that.

Not judge people by their appearance?

In the real sales industry, how many can manage not to judge people by their appearance?