A wealthy family recognizes my relatives? But I am already a billionaire.

The smile on the long-faced salesgirl's face faded.

After a moment, she opened her eyes wide and asked, "Are you playing tricks on me?"

Xu Youyou stood up: "Why, can't you afford to play?"

When the long-faced salesgirl thought about how she had been busy for at least an hour, she became furious and took two steps forward, wanting to take action, but was quickly stopped by another salesgirl nearby.

"Calm down, do you want to lose your job?" a colleague advised.

The long-faced salesgirl was panting heavily.

After Xu Youyou completed the refund process, she walked into the Dior store across the street under the watchful eyes of the salesgirls in the store.

In her previous life, Xu Youyou had heard that some sales clerks in department stores deliberately acted rudely to stimulate consumption, but Xu Youyou was not a masochist, so she would not consume in a store that looked down on her.

The salesgirl at Dior was very nice. Xu Youyou had a need to buy something and she was not short of money, so she had no reluctance to buy anything. She would buy anything she liked.

"I don't want this, this, and this. Pack up the rest." Xu Youyou could finally go on a shopping spree like in the movies.

Xu Youyou bought too many things, so she swiped her card, left her address, and left.

The long-faced salesgirl had been keeping an eye on the store across from her. Seeing Xu Youyou come out empty-handed, she ran to ask the Dior salesgirl, "Didn't that Xu buy anything in your store, either?"

The Dior saleswoman quickly replied: "The store is almost sold out by Miss Xu. Who would have thought she would spend millions in one go wearing a piece of cheap goods?"

The long-faced salesgirl was so angry that her newly-operated nose became crooked, and she even felt that Xu Youyou was targeting her!

But what she didn't expect was yet to come. The store manager suddenly came to her with a frown.

"This customer came into our store first. Did you receive him?"

The long-faced salesgirl's eyes wandered as she said, "Manager, our mall has many powerful customers coming and going every day, so we don't need her..."

The store manager's voice suddenly rose. "Did you know she almost bought out this entire floor, spending over ten million in such a short time? Which store on this entire floor isn't making over a million? Except us! This is all your fault!"

The salesgirls at LV are under pressure to achieve sales targets of three million yuan every month. Previously, Xu Youyou bought three million yuan in the store, which could have directly helped the salesgirl with a long face complete her sales target for this month.

But unfortunately, Xu Youyou returned the product. The long-faced salesgirl was biting her lower lip tightly at this time, and her whole body was wrapped in regret.

Xu Youyou didn't care what the salesgirl thought. She wandered around the mall aimlessly.

[The loot-picking mission has been opened. Please follow the instructions to reach the target location.]

Xu Youyou followed the instructions and entered an Hermès store. She couldn't quite understand what kind of bargain she could pick up in this Hermès store, as even a feather duster cost three thousand dollars.

"You kneel down and put these shoes on for me."

As soon as Xu Youyou entered the door, she heard a familiar voice. She looked in the direction of the voice and unexpectedly saw an acquaintance from her previous life: Shen Yiren.

The reason why they are familiar is that Shen Yiren is Gu Xueying's senior follower, the kind who has followed her since childhood. As long as Gu Xueying gives her a look, Shen Yiren will immediately take action.

In her previous life, Gu Xueying did not personally take part in some of the things that framed Xu Youyou, but did it through Shen Yiren. Even if the brothers of the Gu family found out that Shen Yiren was the one, they would only secretly erase the clues to avoid implicating Gu Xueying.

People like Shen Yiren relied on Gu Xueying in her previous life and eventually married one of Gu Xueying's bootlickers and became a wealthy wife.

"Are you deaf? I asked you to kneel down and serve me, but I don't buy anything. How can you achieve your performance target? I'm doing this for your own good." Shen Yiren said arrogantly.

Xu Youyou saw the person she had been giving trouble to. Judging from his clothes, he seemed to be an intern at Hermès, but just one glance at that face made Xu Youyou breathe lighter.

The man was tall, with a thin face, looking a bit panicked and haggard. He lowered his head slightly, his curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and his hands hung at his sides. He looked like a crane eroded by wind and rain, as if he would break if bent slightly.

Xu Youyou recognized this intern, Song Zhibai, a top male star who had shone like a meteor in the entertainment industry in his previous life, but eventually committed suicide by jumping off a building due to serious mental illness.

The system's instructions now fell directly on Song Zhibai.

Shen Yiren's humiliation continued: "If you don't want to do this anymore, I will complain to the store manager and fire you."

Song Zhibai stood there, his lips tightly pursed, his cold, jade-white face full of forbearance.

Shen Yiren had a nasty smile on her face, and seemed very satisfied to see Song Zhibai helpless.

Seeing Song Zhibai's eyes reddened, Xu Youyou said, "Can you show me this scarf?"

Song Zhibai, immersed in his own thoughts, suddenly heard a clear female voice. When he looked up, he saw Xu Youyou's gentle eyes and his heart trembled.

He didn't know why the girl wanted to help him out, but he still seized the opportunity and took two steps towards Xu Youyou: "Okay, please wait a moment, sir."

Shen Yiren, who was bent on humiliating Song Zhibai, was not happy about this. After looking Xu Youyou up and down, she saw that she was wearing cheap clothes. She said to Zhang Hong, another saleswoman, unhappily, "Xiao Zhang, how come anyone can come into your store?"

Zhang Hong was Song Zhibai's superior. The news that a big customer had come to the mall today had already spread among all the luxury stores. She had also seen Xu Youyou's photo in the group chat, so she didn't dare to respond at all. Instead, she said to Shen Yiren:

"Ms. Shen, do you want to try on these shoes? Xiao Song is busy, how about I come and serve you personally?"

Zhang Hong half-knelt down, intending to help Shen Yiren put on her shoes. Although Song Zhibai was a new intern in the store, he was a good-looking young man, and everyone was willing to take care of him. She had wanted to help him just now, but she didn't find the opportunity.

But Shen Yiren avoided Zhang Hong's service: "Where is your store manager? Your staff abandoned customers and I want to complain."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Xu Youyou provocatively, as if she was determined to make things difficult for Song Zhibai.

Song Zhibai's face was full of embarrassment.

Xu Youyou didn't understand what the grudge between the two was, but even if it wasn't for the system mission, she still wanted to break this siege. She said, "I've only seen people snatching bags, but I didn't expect they would snatch SAs too? If you're so good at snatching, why don't you go snatch eggs from the old man and the old woman?"

Shen Yiren, who prided herself on being a socialite, was immediately angered when Xu Youyou compared her to an old man and woman who took advantage of her. Her face flushed red as she scolded, "You're attracted to this pretty boy? He's wearing cheap clothes and trying to look rich. Can you even afford a silk scarf with a month's salary?"

Xu Youyou now had enough money in her wallet, so she felt confident enough to compete with Shen Yiren. She asked Song Zhibai, "How did you clear out the store? I don't like shopping with people who have no money but are too busy."