509 Human fireworks

"Take your time leaving, both of you."

The female sales associate, dressed in a small suit, black stockings, a short skirt, and high heels, smilingly bid Jiang Chen and Fang Qing farewell as they left.

It must be admitted, the sales personnel at these luxury brand dealerships are also exceptional in appearance, all handsome men and beautiful women.

Take the saleswoman who had just served them, for instance, with her voluptuous figure and seductive eyes, she had a European beauty to her. Outside of this context, she could have easily been a model.

"What are you laughing at?"

Fang Qing looked curiously at Jiang Chen who had laughed for no apparent reason.

"Nothing, just remembered a joke," he said.

"What joke?"

Jiang Chen touched his nose, "They say at stores like Maserati and Lamborghini, every time a car is sold, a saleswoman leaves. Not sure if it's true or not."

Fang Qing stopped in her tracks.