When people heard that Li Daoyuan wanted to buy the dress, the person who was most happy was not Zhao Feiyan, but the waiter next to her.

He put so much thought into it, said so many nice things, and kept trying to please Li Daoyuan and Zhao Feiyan. What was his purpose? It was to sell the clothes.

You know, this dress is very expensive, and waiters like them mostly get commissions from the transactions. As long as they can complete this transaction, they will make a lot of money, which is enough to cover their trading income for several days.

These waiters earn money by selling clothes.

If the clothes are of a higher grade, the commission you get will be lower.

How can there be such high-end clothes? Once one is sold, the commission earned is several times or even dozens of times that of ordinary clothes.

As long as I can sell this dress, even if I take a rest for a few days, all the credit for these days will be gone.

So thinking of this, the waiter still did not give up, and continued to say:

"What this gentleman said is really very good. This dress looks absolutely perfect on you, ma'am. Even an outsider like me couldn't help but feel moved after seeing this.

"Madam, your figure is so beautiful. With this dress, you are simply a naked boy killer. Any man who sees this lady would probably be unable to walk."

"Look at what you said. I don't want to hear you say that. Feiyan is my Li Daoyuan's woman. If other men see him, they will be unable to walk. Looking at him naked, it is simply taking advantage of Feiyan. I don't agree to this."

Li Daoyuan treats his woman like his most beloved clothes or most beloved items, always full of possessiveness and protectiveness.

He could look at Zhao Feiyan naked, and even admire him constantly.

But if other men looked at Zhao Feiyan like he did nakedly, Li Daoyuan would feel as if he had lost something beloved, as if there was a green grassland above his head.

Although he knew that this was not the truth, and that he did not have green grasslands above his head.

But in Li Daoyuan's view, all this is the truth.

Only you can look at your own woman. As for other men, no one else can look at her. It would make Li Daoyuan feel like there is a green grassland on his head.

Think about it, Li Daoyuan is the richest man in Jinling City, with a fortune of immense magnitude. How could such a thing happen? How could he make himself feel so abused?

Although this feeling was just a feeling and not a fact, Li Daoyuan still refused to agree.

Yes, this is Li Daoyuan, a domineering and selfish Li Daoyuan.

Li Daoyuan is selfish to his woman. He is more selfish than anyone else in this respect. Only he can appreciate his woman. No one else can appreciate her.

Especially someone like Li Daoyuan, who looked at Zhao Feiyan nakedly and his eyes never left Zhao Feiyan. For Li Daoyuan, only he could do such a thing.

If any other man did such a thing, it would be an insult to Li Daoyuan. Li Daoyuan would never agree to such a thing. Such a thing would never happen.

So, when he heard the waiter say this, Li Daoyuan naturally felt a bad atmosphere in his heart.

Although Li Daoyuan knew that the waiter had no other intention in saying this, nor did he mean to insult Li Daoyuan, he was simply trying to please Zhao Feiyan and praise her for her good qualities and beautiful figure, which was unmatched and could attract a lot of attention.

But in Li Daoyuan's view, this was a naked insult to himself, and Li Daoyuan would never let such a thing happen.

Therefore, Li Daoyuan's words seemed somewhat excited and angry.

Although he knew that the waiter was innocent, Li Daoyuan was so domineering that he would not tolerate any sand in his eyes. Li Daoyuan would never let anyone who dared to provoke him, even if it was unintentional.

The waiter at the side originally just wanted to praise Zhao Feiyan a few words, so that Zhao Feiyan would buy the dress with peace of mind, and so that he could get a good commission.

But when he saw Li Daoyuan, he was actually angry because of his little words. He spoke with some excitement and a hint of anger appeared on his face.

Only then did he realize that his good intentions had led to a bad outcome and that he had offended Li Daoyuan with his words.

When he thought of this, the waiter became a little nervous. Such a big customer, such a rich and powerful family, was not someone he could afford to offend.

If I really offend Li Daoyuan, not only will the clothes not be able to be sold, I might also be in trouble.

Thinking of this, the waiter looked at Li Daoyuan nervously and said, "Sir, I'm really sorry. I said the wrong thing just now. Please forgive me, sir. I really didn't mean anything else. I was just praising the lady for her beauty. I didn't mean to attack you or her at all. Please don't misunderstand me, give me another chance, and forgive me for this unintentional thing."

Zhao Feiyan, who was standing by, saw that the waiter was so nervous. She felt a little uncomfortable when she saw that there was nothing wrong with what he said. Instead, he was praising herself.

Although in the market, you can never be merciful at any time, especially when dealing with enemies, you must kill them all.

But this waiter is not an enemy, nor can he become an enemy. At most, he is just a passerby, or a passerby who praises him.

Zhao Feiyan didn't want to be such a person either. Because of a few words, she was targeted and attacked by Li Daoyuan.

Thinking of this, Zhao Feiyan immediately came out and defended the waiter, saying, "The waiter, Director Li, really didn't mean anything else just now. He was just praising me. Maybe his words offended Director Li. You must not take it personally."

Seeing that Zhao Feiyan had come out to plead for mercy, and that the waiter had no intention of targeting him or insulting Zhao Feiyan, Li Daoyuan knew that he should not be so angry.

Thinking of this, Li Daoyuan didn't bother with the waiter anymore. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, there's nothing to say about this matter. I won't be angry."