Lu Yanxi kept reminding herself in her heart that she was running a business and couldn't just curse out or hit customers; even if the customer was incredibly annoying, she still had to take their money!
She held back again and again, managing not to spew any profanities, but her tone wasn't much better, "I don't want to see your face either! What do you want to buy!"
"I heard that your auction house has been selling a kind of miracle scar-removal cream for the past two months that can reduce all kinds of severe scars, is that true or false?"
"Of course it's true, my auction house does not deceive the young or old; we only sell good things!"
Lu Yanxi eyed him suspiciously, "You want to buy the scar-removal cream? There's no damage to your face, who are you buying it for?"
"That's none of your business, just bring out your ointment; I want to buy it!"