It was already noon when Kevin finally got a chance to rest from the steady stream of custors. He had other tasks to attend to, but serving custors was a priority. Taking a break, he ate a sandwich and offered so to Sia and Amy. As they ate, he asked Amy, "Did your sister ntion anything about working here?"
Amy, munching her sandwich and grabbing another one, nodded. "Yeah, she told Mom she wants to work here, which really shocked her. Mom's been asking her to do it for months, ever since I started working here."
Hearing this, Sia asked, "Then what made her agree to it now?"
Amy shook her head, a hint of regret and sadness in her expression. "I don't know. We don't talk much these days." But as she finished the second sandwich, a smile returned to her face.
"Did she ntion when she's going to start?" Kevin asked as he finished his sandwich and drank so water.
"She said she'd be coming this afternoon, so she might show up anyti now." Then, with a bit of surprise and curiosity, Amy continued, "But how did you know she would ntion working here today?"
Kevin regretted his habit of small talk, especially now when he couldn't think of an excuse for how he knew Chloe would ntion working at the store. They had made a shady deal that involved emotional manipulation and other frowned-upon actions like voyeurism.
Luckily, he didn't have to answer, as the subject of their conversation walked through the door, saving him from crafting another lie. "You're here..." Sia said, going to hug Chloe. "Amy just told us you want to work here too. I'm happy you decided that."
Chloe looked around the store as she hugged her mom's friend back. "Thanks."
Sia smiled at her response, then looked at Kevin. "Our boss is a pervert, but don't worry. While I'm here, he won't do anything to you. Other than that, it's all good."
Chloe glanced at Kevin with knowing eyes. "I can see that."
Kevin, looking offended, retorted, "I am not a pervert. Ask your sister if I ever did anything perverted to her."
This made the sandwich-munching Amy the center of attention. ekly, she nodded. "He's right, Chloe. You don't have to worry about that."
Both Sia and Chloe exchanged hopeless looks as they knew Kevin had witnessed Amy in action, intimately so, on more than one occasion. Kevin, however, seed pleased with the situation.
"See, I am not a pervert," he stated, smirking at the two won. Turning to Amy, he added, "Thanks for clearing my image, Amy."
Amy blushed deeply, feeling slightly embarrassed under the scrutiny of her sister and Chloe. She muttered, "Yeah, well..."
Sia cleared her throat, trying to lighten the mood. "Okay, let's get back to work, everyone. Chloe, you'll be starting your shift soon. Kevin, any special instructions for Chloe?"
Kevin straightened up, assuming a more professional deanor. "Chloe, welco aboard. First off, your salary will be 9000 units. Secondly, you'll need to familiarize yourself with the products we currently have in store—know their uses, prices, and other details. Everything you need is on the labels, but it's more professional to be able to answer custors' questions without having to look them up. You don't have to morize everything today, but aim to finish within two or three days. After that, you can start studying the product catalogs." He pointed to the thick books he had pulled from the system.
Chloe's eyes widened at the sight of the hefty tos. "It'll take months to morize even one of these!"
"Take your ti," Kevin reassured her with a smile. "Amy and Sia have been working here for months and they've only mastered one book each. There's no rush, but when you do pick one, make sure it's different from theirs so you can cover more ground collectively."
Nodding, Chloe tried to absorb all the information while scanning the store. Kevin continued his briefing. "That's my makeshift office over there, and that area is our storage. You can relax there if it's quiet and there are no custors. Any questions so far?"
Chloe shook her head, still processing the information overload. Kevin nodded in understanding. "Alright then, let's start your first shift." He stepped out from behind the counter, handing over responsibility to Sia. "I'll be out for an hour or two. You've got this, Sia."
With that, he left the three beauties to attend to the custors. His agenda for the day included searching for a new house and hunting for cultivation techniques. Now that Chloe could handle custors in his place, Kevin could focus on these tasks.
Finding a suitable house was straightforward; he just needed to look at a few properties with the realtor and decide if any were suitable enough to make an offer.
However, searching for cultivation techniques, especially those above the lowest rank, proved to be more challenging. Kevin had arranged etings with several people willing to sell coveted treasures. There was a mid-Earth grade technique available in limited quantities and only one high-
Earth grade technique. Kevin was eager to acquire the latter and was even willing to pay above market price. However, the seller had specific demands that Kevin couldn't et.
Thus, he lost the deal. It wasn't that he lacked the resources to purchase these techniques; rather, they didn't et his criteria—they were either inadequate or ca with undesirable side effects.
Today, Kevin had two more etings scheduled, with the first one starting in just half an hour. Hurriedly, he left the store, mindful of his upcoming engagents.
Today, Kevin was scheduled to et soone he had encountered at Keith's family party before their trip to Den. It was Dina Benvar, a friend of Viana's and an elder in the Benvar family to which Samira belonged. At the party, Dina had shown a keen interest in him, particularly in his crotch.
So, he contemplated leveraging this potential connection to secure the cultivation technique deal with her. "I hope she's like Viana," he mused, recalling Keith's remark about Viana's her grandmother. According to Keith, rely showing his penis to her had been enough to entice her into sexual activity, which was true, and he hoped that Dina might respond similarly.
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