A second after Zhao Yang snapped his finger, a pretty woman approached them.
A black-haired woman in white uniform bowed at Zhao Yang. Her short cape swayed. Her short A-skirt decorated with a futuristic pattern fluttered beautifully.
"Mr. Zhao, is there anything I can help?" The woman smiled politely at the guy. She instantly knew it was Zhao Yang, that famous CEO.
"Help her choose a suitable outfit." Zhao Yang pointed at Lai Jiayi, and the staff instantly looked at the girl.
Seeing Lai Jiayi's stained clothes, her eyes flickered, but she still smiled warmly.
"Let me help you, miss." The female staff pushed Lai Jiayi to the center, so her whole body fit in front of the enormous mirror.
"Thank you." Lai Jiayi squeezed her palms as she stared at her reflection in the mirror.
'Uh...so how the hell do I choose the outfit? This...is so awkward!'
