Moreover, Zhou Wang was like buying loneliness; he didn't care about the styles or materials, nor did he let Angel waste time introducing them. As long as it was in the cabinet, regardless of what kind of jewelry it was, he wanted all of them...
A group of girls found it strange; in their eyes, Mr. Zhou seemed to be spending money just for the sake of it.
But who could blame Mr. Zhou for having the privilege to be so willful?
So, they could only silently envy, and no one would feel there was anything wrong with Zhou Wang's actions.
As one piece of jewelry after another was quickly packed by Angel, she could barely suppress her smile.
280 euros... 370 euros... Dior's commission would be a bit higher; maybe she could earn 800 euros from this one?
With a simple calculation, Angel's breathing became very rapid. With these hundreds of pieces of jewelry that Zhou Wang purchased, she alone would receive commissions amounting to tens of thousands of euros...
