Lin Chuxia didn't take what the young man said to heart.
Having lived a lifetime, even though she was only twenty years old, seeing teenagers still felt a bit like looking at children.
The Department Store in the city was indeed much larger than the one in the county, not only with more items but also with a clearly higher grade.
The first floor was for cosmetics and sundry goods, and shoes and hats were sold above the second floor.
Especially in the clothing section, with all kinds of ready-made garments, thin and thick, in stylish designs that obviously came from the south.
Lin Chuxia had dabbled in clothing in her previous life and still had an eye for fashion.
She instantly liked a men's dark grey woolen coat on display, dapper on the model, and figured that it would suit Qin Yang even better than the mannequin.
Just as she wanted to feel the fabric, a salesgirl nearby, tugging her braided hair, piped up.
