The custor not only had money but also a distinguished background. Anyone could tell he was from a noble gentry.
The salesperson was very enthusiastic and even a bit respectful: "Sir, Miss, welco to our store."
Although the mall was owned by Ashton Heath,
not to ntion the salespeople here, even most of the mall employees didn’t recognize him.
After all, they didn’t have many opportunities to see Ashton on a regular basis.
So, how could the salesperson know that the custor standing in front of her at this mont was the owner of the mall?
"Choose a few clothes suitable for her."
Ashton was afraid that Joanna wouldn’t want to spend any more money, so he directly pushed her to the salesperson: "Choose several for her."
"Alright, sir." Seeing such a rich and generous custor, the salesperson couldn’t help but feel overjoyed and beca even more respectful toward Joanna, "Miss, please follow . We have lots of clothes suitable for you over here."
The salesperson was well aware.
With a custor like Ashton, having just one a month could easily be enough to achieve their sales performance goals.
If they were lucky, they might even reach their annual sales target.
For such a big custor, they had to be extra attentive and courteous.
There were no other people in the store at the mont, and several salespeople surrounded Joanna, picking out five or six different styles of clothing, then accompanied her to the fitting room.
Ashton, on the other hand, waited in the rest area.
He was not a very patient person, especially when it ca to accompanying won shopping.
He had accompanied Lady Octavia twice before and couldn’t even last half an hour before finding an excuse to leave.
As he thought, accompanying won shopping was the most boring and ti-wasting thing in the world.
He could have finished dealing with several docunts in that ti.
But when accompanying his wife shopping, Ashton never complained.
Although he still found it boring,
he was willing to endure this boredom.
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Joanna didn’t intend to buy any more clothing.
She had already bought quite a few things tonight, and she had enough clothes at ho to wear a different one every day without repeating. However, it seed like Ashton thought she hadn’t spent enough money and wanted her to spend more.
Considering that it was still early and she was still full, she took a few recomnded clothing items from the salesperson to the fitting room.
It had to be said,
the taste of the salespeople in luxury brand stores was quite good.
The sets of clothing selected and matched for Joanna by the salespeople were all nicely designed and quite suitable for her.
Joanna tried them on one by one, and the salespeople couldn’t stop praising her, saying the clothes were tailor-made for her and looked super good on her.
Of course, Joanna knew they were just saying that to sell the clothes.
But the clothes were indeed beautiful.
Even the usually picky Ashton thought they were good.
"Do you like them?" Ashton stood up, looked at the dress Joanna was wearing, his deep black eyes darkened for a mont as he walked behind her and straightened her slightly ssy hair. "This dress suits you very well."
"Hmm, it’s not bad." Joanna didn’t lie that it looked bad or that she didn’t like it.
"Then let’s buy them all." Ashton skillfully took out a card from his wallet, and without waiting for Joanna’s response, handed it to the salesperson standing nearby. "Pay for all the clothes she tried on earlier."
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