"Are you calling me?" The sales assistant was baffled by Jiang Changfeng's unfamiliar address, uncertain if she was the one being spoken to.
Jiang Mianmian tugged at her aunt's arm and softly reminded, "Auntie, here we call each other 'comrade'."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Changfeng immediately corrected herself, "Comrade, please help me wrap all these up."
"Oh, sure." The sales assistant, hearing the familiar term, snapped back to normal, quickly grabbing the wax paper to start packing.
After packing several bags, she looked at the half-box of almond cookies remaining and hesitantly asked, "Comrade, are you sure you want all these almond cookies? There's seven or eight pounds here. Plus, these cookies aren't cheap; they're eighty cents a pound."
Jiang Changfeng nodded with a smile, "No problem, please pack all of them for me."
"Alright then." Once confirmed, the sales assistant got busy packing again.
