The Fushae specialty store has a decent customer flow, ranking among the top on this commercial street.
Most of the people coming and going are young and beautiful girls, some with their boyfriends, and some alone.
"Hmm? Interesting..." Guangyou glanced around casually and noticed that one of the women wearing bright red lipstick was accompanied by a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties or fifties.
The woman had fair skin and a pretty face, with eye-catching bright red lipstick on her lips, while the middle-aged man next to her had a receding hairline, his face was full of wrinkles, and his smile was rather unpleasant.
The woman didn't seem to mind, smiling broadly as she took the middle-aged man's arm, leaning most of her body against him, while the middle-aged man held the woman, positioned slightly lower.
The relationship between the two was obvious, but it was none of Guangyou's business. He withdrew his gaze from the two of them, prepared to walk into the boutique, buy the bag, and then go home.
"Welcome to the Fusa Ei specialty store."
Upon seeing that it was a child coming in, the shop assistant at the door seemed a little surprised, but still politely opened the door for Guangyou so that he could enter the store.
The store was heated, and the temperature was just right. The air was filled with a mixture of various perfumes, but thankfully, it wasn't overpowering.
The people coming and going in the store are all dressed quite fashionably and have decent manners. I'm not sure about Guangyou's behavior in private, but so far these people are speaking very quietly when talking to the sales assistants.
"Little friend, is there anything I can help you with?"
A pleasant female voice rang in his ears. Guangyou, who had been looking around, looked up. The face that came into view was not particularly delicate, but it was still quite pretty with the help of makeup.
More importantly, the clerk's voice sounded familiar; it seemed like I'd heard it somewhere before.
Thinking back to the phone call not long ago, Guangyou realized why the voice sounded familiar. Wasn't this the shop assistant who had given him the secret code?
Looking at that face with its formulaic smile, Guangyou smiled slightly and said softly, "The pagoda suppresses the river demon."
As soon as she finished speaking, the female shop assistant's expression changed slightly. Although she was still smiling, it was clear that her smile was somewhat forced.
Isn't this the agreed-upon code?
In other words, the boy who looks like a primary school student is here to pick up the bag for that gentleman?
This is also...
Recalling the gentleman's earlier reminder, the saleswoman's lips twitched slightly, thinking to herself, "This is too unusual... Did that gentleman confirm that this bag meets his requirements?"
It's common knowledge that the pictures on the official website aren't very clear. Because of this, many people come to the store not to pay, but to see if the bag they've ordered meets their aesthetic or requirements.
They will make a final decision only after confirming the information.
They've encountered situations where people change their minds at the last minute and decide not to buy something many times.
That's why the saleswoman was surprised that the customer was a child. If the gentleman didn't like the bag, wouldn't she have to make another trip?
Thinking the female shop assistant hadn't heard, Guangyou repeated the agreed-upon code: "Pagoda suppresses the river demon."
The female shop assistant snapped out of her daze and heard the code phrase. Remembering the gentleman's phone number, she instinctively replied, "Heavenly King covers the Earth Tiger..."
“Since you’ve matched the code, then you must be right.” Guangyou nodded as he saw that the two had successfully matched the code. “Cash on delivery.”
"Okay, this way please." The female shop assistant habitually prepared to lead Guangyou the way. She had just taken a step when she remembered what the boy had said to her earlier. As she walked ahead, she muttered to herself, "Cash on delivery... why does it always feel like an illegal transaction?"
"Could this child be that gentleman's son?"
"Given that tone, and the fact that the gentleman said he was in Shibuya but wouldn't be here for a while, could it be that the gentleman was...?"
The female shop assistant dared not think any further, shook her head, banished these thoughts from her mind, and focused on leading the way.
This is not something a small shop assistant like her should get involved in; the waters run too deep!
She has made up her mind. Whether it's true or not, all she needs to do now is focus on her job.
The principle is to do more and ask fewer questions.
Guangyou had no idea that in just a few seconds, the female shop assistant had been mentally strategizing so much. At this moment, he was following behind the female shop assistant, his eyes occasionally drawn to the luxury goods placed on the counters on both sides, but he would quickly look away again.
It looks nice, but I won't buy it.
After walking for about ten seconds, the woman's voice rang out again: "Little friend, please sit here for a while. I'll go get my bag. There are drinks and small cakes in the room. If you're hungry, feel free to eat whatever you like, don't be shy."
After saying goodbye to Guangyou, the female shop assistant turned and left first. According to her, she was probably going to pick up the bag now.
Turning around, he saw a small room. Guangyou didn't hesitate and went in decisively. He looked around, came to the bar, picked up a piece of cream cake decorated with strawberries, and sat down on a chair in the room.
While eating the cake, Guangyou took the opportunity to observe the room. The room was not large and the decoration was very simple. A potted plant was placed on the white marble with gray veins, adding a touch of green to this modern room.
Next to this table is a simple self-service bar, with a few bottles of mineral water, a coffee machine, and a few bottles of juice on it.
Next to the drink was a small chocolate cake, originally there were two, but one of them was now in his hand.
Guangyou felt a little regretful. If he had known there was juice in it, he wouldn't have bought it. It was a real waste of money.
After putting a spoonful of cake mixed with cream into his mouth, Guangyou felt much more relieved.
Fortunately, this cake should be enough to make the money back.
A minute later, Guangyou had eaten most of the cake, but the shop assistant still hadn't returned.
"Could it be that this place is too big and the staff got lost?" Guangyou took another bite of cake, looked at the door with a puzzled expression, then shrugged and muttered to himself, "Whatever, let's keep eating cake and try to get a 1% discount."
Soon, the cake in my hand shrank at a visible speed, until only a little bit of cream remained on the plate.
Even by this time, the shop assistant still hadn't returned, as if, just as Guangyou had said, the shop assistant had gotten lost in the shop where he worked.
Guangyou didn't care at all; as long as he could buy the bag today, that was fine, even if it was slow.
With that thought in mind, Guangyou got up from his chair, went to the bar to pick up the last piece of cake, and returned to his seat to eat it.
Hmm, this chocolate-flavored mini cake is also quite nice.
As the chocolate-flavored cream melted in his mouth, Kwangyu's gaze shifted to the bottles of juice on the table, and a mischievous thought suddenly popped into his head: "How about another bottle of juice?"
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