"Emma, what do you think of this dress?" a feminine voice came from the side.
Standing on a raised platform was a saleslady wearing a pink dress. Her figure was slim and tall, but the curves around the right spots were a bit lacking.
Raising her head from her phone, Emma looked at the saleslady for a few seconds before asking disgustingly, "Where did you get that dress? Are you trying to parade yourself as Barbie?"
Emma flicked her hair behind her back and pointed at a pantsuit hanging on the side. "Get that for me and have her wear it next."
The saleslady stepped down from the platform with an embarrassed look and followed the store manager inside the dressing room. No one would have expected she would have to play as a clothing model for a customer when she applied for the job.
But there was nothing she or the other salesladies could do.
