Arrogant sales attendants
Author: Liam Michael
last update2025-01-15 18:41:04

“Your mission is to make all these people stop looking down on you, and punish them for their errors. In other words, you must increase your prestige point by ten percent. If you must be the biggest global star, and the most powerful man in the world, one thing you can't lack is prestige, admiration and worship of people. This is not just a mission, it's your first training.”

“What's my current prestige point?” Alvin asked in his mind.

“1%. And that one percent is only because the little fool you just rescued respects you, alongside that bartender colleague of yours.”

“What's the difficulty level of the mission? And what are the rewards?”

“Worry about passing successfully before you think about the reward.” The system said, casually dismissing him.

“Look at how stomped he looks at being found out. He's merely a snake pretending to be a dragon. Get out immediately before the security gets here. Otherwise, even the king of heaven won't be able to save you.” One of the sales attendants arrogantly declared.

“Big brother, let's go. We can go to the market later.” Leah whispered, pulling on Alvin’s sleeves.

“Ho! Isn't this the fallen daughter of KS group?” Someone said decisively from behind them, making Leah shrink at the spot, pulling closer to Alvin.

Alvin turned around to see a young man dressed in expensive attire, with what he could swear was a fake gold chain sauntering towards them, smelling like alcohol. He must be returning from some club, and directly came here to change his clothes before going to his morning engagements.

“Welcome, young master. How can we be of service?” The sales attendants asked with flattering smiles on their faces.

The young man puffed off his chest in an arrogant pose, slipping his left hand into his pocket. He turned to Alvin and Leah, gave them a glance filled with disdain and assumed a haughty pose with his jaw slightly tilted.

“Isn't this Leah? I heard you dropped out from school after your family went bankrupt. Tsk tsk tsk. Yet, you had the guts to come here. Look around you, this is Starlight. Is this place somewhere you're qualified to come to? Get lost immediately, before this young master teaches you a lesson.”

Alvin laughed at that moment.

“Young master? You're dressed in fake gold chain and watch, yet you claim to be a young master. These sales clerks are indeed blind. Flattering the rich and bullying the weak. However, their blind eyes chose wrongly, being deceived by fake goods. With stupid staff like this, it's only a matter of time before Starlight mall goes bankrupt.”

“How dare you?” One of the female staff roared and immediately tried to slap him.

Alvin caught her hand and twisted it, making her scream out in pain. The young master who had been stunned at being called out by Alvin quickly recovered his composure and immediately swung a punch at him.

Alvin slapped his hand back, and gave him a dirty slap. His palm prints immediately appeared on the man's face, and the man's nose began to bleed.

“Blood, blood.” The man whispered in horror, looking at the blood which stained his fingers. He immediately collapsed in shock, unable to take the fright.

“You, you, you. How dare you assault Liam Shawn? He's from a very powerful family.” One of the sales attendants stammered, looking at him in horror.

“You came in here and assaulted our workers and VIP client. This is Starlight mall. You must have a death wish! Securityyyyyyy!” The other staff whom he twisted her hand roared, her eyes blazing fury.

“Big brother, let's go.” Leah muttered fearfully, pulling on his sleeves.

“I'm the one who brought you here. And we won't leave till you buy all the things you like.” Alvin whispered, holding her hand firmly.

Three security guards soon ran ran to them holding batons.

“Beat these two wretched things to a pulp and throw them out!” She shouted, pointing at Alvin and Leah who was shivering in fear.

One of the guards sighed and looked at Alvin, instinctively realizing that the legendary two faced gold diggers of Starlight mall must have offended the poor looking man while trying to curry favor with the collapsed playboy on the floor. Those two were notorious for vying to serve rich men. Their only intention in coming to work for Starlight mall was to entrap a rich man who would lift them out of poverty. There were also few others like that in the mall, and some of the workers whose principles do not align with their gold digging lifestyle always found them disgusting.

“Please sir, come with us.” He whispered, trying to spare Alvin some embarrassment.

“I'm not coming with you till I'm done with what I initially came to do. Is this how Starlight mall treat your guests? Harassing them because they are not dressed in labels you recognize? I have truly experienced the darker side of snobbish idiots this early morning, and I must say, this mall would be heading towards destruction if this continues.” Alvin insisted, looking straight at the sales attendant with the fractured hand.

“Why are you engaging in long talks with him? You lowly security guard, I said beat him and kick him out. Or do you want me to fire you?” The other attendant shouted.

The other two security guards immediately came at him with batons. He quickly disarmed them, using the batons to beat them black and blue. Soon, they lay on the ground groaning.

“Who else do you wanna call?” Alvin asked, grinning at the two sales attendants who were standing petrified.

Every guard in Starlight mall were carefully selected and underwent special forces training to protect the VIP clients better, and allow them to have peace of mind. But Alvin easily disarmed them, and beat them to a pulp.

“What's going on here?” Someone asked, coming out from behind the clothes rack.

The two women quickly bowed to the beautiful woman dressed in a dark blue suit, alongside the security guard who didn't join in the fight.

“Manager, this beggar, this mongrel came to the designer brands section to buy goods. I calmly tried to send him away and show him where he could buy lower budget clothes, but he began to act up. Not only did he attack us, he beat up master Shawn when he tried to set them right, and accused him of wearing fake gold chains. Look, he even beat up our security guards. We must not let this slide. Otherwise, people would think that our Starlight mall is an easy target. We have to get them arrested and sent to prison immediately.” The other sales attendant quickly said.

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