The mocking was soft, barely audible, and Du Yumeng, being too nervous, did not hear it.
But Lin Hao's ears did not miss it.
He turned his eyes to Du Yumeng.
Hmm, a very pretty woman, twenty-three or four, at the most wonderful age for a woman, dressed in a black business suit, proportionate figure, with thin black stockings covering her legs, perched on eight-centimeter heels, she was a rare beauty in a small county town.
Compared to the other salespeople, she was definitely the standout, the most beautiful and youngest. The only thing she lacked was confidence, as her face showed timidity.
"Hello sir," Du Yumeng, at her first time serving a customer, was inevitably a bit nervous, and even her gaze didn't quite dare to meet Lin Hao's.
Lin Hao smiled: "Hello, beauty, could you introduce this car to me? No rush, take your time."
