The sales girl’s sentence, that the ceiling in the list of the noblewoman, immediately took the vanity of Elaine to the roof. She felt that the words of this sales girl were like chemical energy, through a certain chemical reaction with her eardrums, it produced a lot of dopamine, rushing up blood straight into the skull.
Simply put, it gave her a big head. This feeling is like a young man who has just learned to smoke, grabbed the village master’s dry tobacco bag and took a big puff. Not only did it hit her head, it even made her a little dizzy. She was so happy that she couldn’t keep her mouth shut, looking at the sales girl, the more she looked, the more she liked.
Hannah is indeed quite patronizing, obviously when it comes to praising her sister-in-law, with the twist of her words, she can turn her mood in her own favor. But really compared to this sales girl in front of her, Hannah is at best a juvenile.
So, Elaine asked the sales girl with joy, "Hey, girl, what kind of necklace do you think I should wear for this temperament?"
The sales girl said without thinking, "I think this temperament of yours, deserves the treasure in a store like ours!"
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