Peerless Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 492 Pure Snobbery

Hmm?

Xia Liu looked toward the source of the voice, which was coming from a young woman wearing heavy makeup.

What caught the eye most was her thick eyebrows, drawn on with an eyebrow pencil.

Song Rong had no idea how furious she was that day; just yesterday, some poor guy came here with his girlfriend.

Dressed up all pretentious, and then after guiding them around for half a day, they didn't buy anything and just left on an electric scooter.

Now, seeing Xia Liu like this, she was almost exploding with anger—just a few minutes after opening and you come window shopping, if you're broke just admit it.

"Sorry, ma'am, we're here to talk to your manager about a potential collaboration," Rose said with a smile as she stepped forward.

"Haha, a collaboration? Dressed in street market clothes, and you think you're qualified to meet our manager?" Song Rong said disdainfully.

"This..."

The thing Rose disliked most was snobbish women like Song Rong, but this time they were here to discuss a collaboration, and if they caused a scene, it might jeopardize the whole deal.

Xia Liu and Wu Mingmei witnessed the whole thing.

They also didn't understand; they were dressed quite well themselves, so why was a salesperson like Song Rong so snobbish?

"You look like the type who's here to impress girls, let me tell you, the first floor here is all for display. People come in to shop, they usually go straight to the second or third floor," Song Rong said with conviction.

The reason Song Rong dared to look down on Xia Liu and his companions with such disdain was because they just didn't cut it in her eyes.

Anyone with a bit of knowledge knew that the first floor was just for display.

If they really came to shop, they would ignore the first floor.

And the people who come here to buy things are all wealthy and powerful.

Those kinds of people are incredibly arrogant; they come here with their women and don't bother with the sales staff, no matter how beautiful they are.

"Oh, I see, we're here to see the manager, which floor do we go to?" Xia Liu asked, nodding.

"Meet our manager? Can you pretend a bit more? With those fakes you're wearing, scram before I lose my temper," Song Rong said with a cold glare at Xia Liu.

"Hey, what's with the way you talk? My teacher is here to discuss a collaboration with your manager!" Mingmei could no longer hold back upon seeing Xia Liu being humiliated again. If she hadn't been diligently cultivating, she would have used her energy to suppress Song Rong there and then.

"Oh my, 'your teacher'? More like a bedroom teacher, that's for sure. You're quite attractive, so let me give you some advice. If you're looking for a sugar daddy, go for middle-aged men, not these pretty boys who don't have much money."

"I—"

"Mingmei, let me handle this." Right when Mingmei was about to leak out her Inner Qi, Xia Liu placed his hand on her shoulder.

Instantly, Mingmei felt a jolt through her body and mind, as she clearly sensed her irritability dwindling and her Inner Qi gradually retreating back into her Dantian.

All of this happened with just a light touch from Xia Liu on her shoulder. Just how high was his Cultivation?

"Miss, may I know how to address you?"

"You're the 'Miss'!" Seeing the smile on Xia Liu's face, Song Rong felt her anger rising inexplicably.

"Alright, ma'am, I'll ask you just one question, do you really want to go on like this?" Xia Liu still had a smile on his face; he was maintaining his composure for now, but once his patience ran out, he would make her, Song Rong, kneel right there!

"Hmph! What can a pauper like you do? Get out of here quickly! Don't hold up my work."

"At the end of the day, aren't you the same—a status-seeking lapdog working for someone?" Wu Mingmei said disdainfully, looking at Song Rong's ugly face.

"You little slut! If I don't get someone to come and kill you, then my name isn't Song!" Grinding her teeth, Song Rong immediately took out the latest model of the fruit-brand phone.

"Honey, come downstairs quickly! I'm being bullied by two sluts and a pauper."

...

Xia Liu, Rose, and Wu Mingmei were shocked on the spot; Song Rong was truly unbelievable.

First, she cooed in a sweet voice, then her cooing was laced with a cutesy tone and even a bit of sobbing—it was absolutely ridiculous!

"Hmph! You three sluts, just wait! My husband is the sales manager here; he will be down any minute, and then you'll get what's coming to you!"

After hanging up the phone, Song Rong looked at Xia Liu and the others with a smug expression.

"Teacher Xia, should we call someone?" Although Wu Mingmei doesn't mix much in high society circles, she did have some connections. A minor sales manager was nothing; she could easily bring someone over to overshadow him.

"No need, I really want to see what her man can do to us," Xia Liu said, intrigued as he looked at Song Rong.

It had been a long time since he had encountered something so interesting. Today was a good day for a trip down memory lane.

Sure enough, in just two minutes, a middle-aged man came downstairs.

As soon as he appeared, Song Rong's facial expression immediately changed, "Husband, they bullied me! I even got hit by that man."

Song Rong buried her head in the middle-aged man's chest, her coquettish sobs continuously echoing in the store.

If it were an ordinary day, Song Rong would never dare to be so intimate with a middle-aged man at work; she only took the liberty because her colleague was on leave today, and she was alone on the first floor.

"Fuck! You dare to hit my woman! You're really asking for death!" The middle-aged man's face turned red with anger after hearing Song Rong's sobbing. Had he not been busy comforting Song Rong, he might have charged at Xia Liu directly.

"Look here, uncle, you'd better understand the situation, or you're headed for doom," Wu Mingmei said coldly.

"Damn! There's also such a pretty woman, and that one's so fair-skinned!" The middle-aged man was shocked when he noticed Wu Mingmei and Rose; he was immediately captivated by their beauty.

"You might not know yet, but I'm called Zhao Gangtie! I run the streets around here!"

"Giggle, Zhao Gangtie, what a tacky name." Hearing the middle-aged man introducing himself, Wu Mingmei and Rose laughed softly.

"Ladies, my name might be a bit rustic, but true to my name, I'm as strong and immortal as steel everywhere I go!" Zhao Gangtie said confidently, "I can see you two must have been duped by this pretty boy. How about you follow me from now on? I'll ensure you eat and drink well. You can pick anything you want from the first floor of the store every month.

"Husband, how could you..."

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"Little Rong, don't worry about it. As long as they are with me, I will buy you a car to drive to work," he said casually.

"Oh, husband, you're so good to me! Did you hear that, you two? My husband has plenty of money, seize the opportunity," Song Rong said, swiftly trying to recruit them as soon as she heard about the benefits.

Rose and Wu Mingmei were totally speechless; they had never met anyone so shameless.

Especially Song Rong, she reached a new level of cheapness.

It's hard to imagine what goes on in a woman like her mind.

Xia Liu was even more speechless on the side, just about to say something when Zhao Gangtie was about to confront them…