Lin Wanwan found a long bench and sat down. She flipped through a fashion magazine happily and contentedly, treating the numerous gazes that were sizing her up from the side as air.
Over ten minutes later, Han Zixi's test drive was complete.
She pushed open the car door and, like a proud queen, nodded to the salespeople standing by the side. "Not bad. I'm buying it. Get me the bill."
Han Zixi dug out her beautiful, branded wallet and pulled out a card. She made to hand it over to the salesperson.
Suddenly, she turned her head and looked at Lin Wanwan sitting in the corner. She reminded "kind-heartedly," "Since things on my end are almost settled, why don't you go and serve Ms. Lin? She seems to have been waiting for a long time."