"Sir, you..."
As he arrived at the auto mall, a salesperson with a wide smile greeted him. However, the moment she saw what Zhao Dong was wearing, her interest vanished.
She muttered, "Waited half a day thinking it was some big shot, and it turns out to be just another loser."
Zhao Dong heard the remark and frowned but said nothing.
The warmth in the salesperson's tone immediately evaporated, replaced by an indifferent and dismissive expression. She gave Zhao Dong a sidelong glance and said flatly, "Hey, if you're here to look at cars, just look at the ones outside. I don't have time to give you a tour."
Zhao Dong had no desire to deal with her and walked directly into the showroom.
The female salesperson was startled; it was the first time she had been so blatantly ignored.
Just as she was about to frown and question him, she saw that Zhao Dong had already strode into the dealership and was looking around at the various models.
"Hey, what are you doing!"
