diskusbooks Chapter 144 Being Called a Poor Ghost
Chapter 144 Being Called a Poor Ghost
Xia Qianqian took a fancy to a beige Chanel-style dress and touched the material of the dress.
Wang Yan said to the saleswoman Xiao Fang, "That woman is a poor fellow from the countryside. She can't afford such expensive clothes. Be careful that her hands don't get the clothes dirty. You can help me get the clothes that she likes, but don't let her touch them. If she touches them, I won't want them anymore."
Xiaofang saw that the clothes Xia Qianqian wore were all from cheap stalls, and thought that she would not buy clothes that cost tens of thousands of yuan each.
Although Wang Yan was wearing a high-end imitation of a certain brand's clothes, you couldn't tell unless you looked carefully.
Xiaofang saw that Wang Yan was dressed brightly and beautifully, and she could tell at first glance that she was a rich person.
It's the end of the month, and it's time to strive for performance, but Xiaofang has not yet achieved her target.
If I fail to sell it, I may not even get the basic salary, let alone the commission.
When she heard Wang Yan say which dress Xia Qianqian liked, she helped her pack it up.
Xiaofang thought she had met an important customer, and followed Xia Qianqian very attentively. When she saw Xia Qianqian touching the beige Chanel handbag, she was worried that Wang Yan would not want it if she got it dirty, so she immediately snatched the Chanel handbag away.
"Ma'am, these clothes are very expensive. The cheapest ones cost tens of thousands of yuan. If you don't have money, don't touch the clothes. If they get dirty, you have to buy them."
Xia Qianqian dislikes this kind of salesperson who looks down on others the most. "Ma'am, you don't have to worry about not having enough money in my wallet. If I don't pick up the clothes to take a look, how can I be sure whether it is of good quality?"
Xiaofang said sarcastically, "Open your eyes and look carefully. The clothes in our store are all designed by internationally renowned designers. How can the quality of the clothes he designs be bad? If they are not good, they would not be sold at such a high price. If you can't afford it, just go away. Otherwise, I will recommend a store to you. That store is most suitable for people like you."
"Go out from here, turn left, go straight for 200 meters, pass a traffic light, and then go left for another 100 meters. The clothes there are not expensive, 9.9 yuan a piece, I guarantee you will be satisfied."
The place Xiaofang was talking about is a shopping mall that specializes in selling street goods, and many working-class people go there to buy clothes.
"Oh, sorry, I'm not interested in the clothes there. I hope you'll be disappointed." Xia Qianqian put down her Chanel dress and turned to look at another cardigan sweater that was made stitch by stitch by a famous American designer.
Xia Qianqian was about to touch it, but Xiaofang stopped her.
Xia Qianqian looked at several pieces in succession, but Xiaofang didn't let her touch them and picked them up quickly.
Xiaofang held three or four pieces of clothing, put them at the checkout counter, and asked the cashier to help pack them, saying that they were the ones Wang Yan liked.
Xia Qianqian wanted to see the fifth piece of clothing, which was a black long skirt.
Xiaofang tried to stop Xia Qianqian from touching her clothes many times, but this time she insisted on touching them. While Xiaofang was still at the cashier counter, she quickly picked up the long skirt and started touching it.
Xiaofang rushed over, snatched the skirt, and pushed Xia Qianqian.
"Bumpkin, didn't I tell you not to touch my clothes? Can you afford them?"
Xia Qianqian raised her hand and slapped Xiaofang in the face, "You told me not to touch you, but I want to touch you anyway."
"You actually came to my shop and acted wild, let me show you how I'm going to deal with you." Xiaofang said this and was about to hit Xia Qianqian.
Xia Qianqian thought to herself, the customer is God. I come here to consume, so you have to serve me well. You don’t serve me, but instead look down on me again and again. I must teach you a lesson today no matter what.
Xia Qianqian rolled up her sleeves and slapped Xiaofang twice.
Xiaofang was so angry after being beaten that she called the cashier over and joined her in beating Xia Qianqian.
The two staff members either grabbed the hair or the face.
If Xia Qianqian attacks Xiaofang, she will not be able to guard against the cashier.
Because the cashier did not insult Xia Qianqian, she only targeted Xiaofang.
The cashier hugged Xia Qianqian's waist, and Xiaofang scratched her hair, making Xia Qianqian's hair as messy as a bird's nest.
Xia Qianqian was wrestling with Xiaofang and the cashier, and in the chaos she was tripped and knocked to the ground by two of them.
Wang Yan had long wanted to beat Xia Qianqian, and now the opportunity had come.
Seeing Xia Qianqian lying on the ground, Xiaofang and the cashier were pressing her down so that she couldn't move.
Wang Yan stepped forward and kicked Xia Qianqian twice in the head.
This scene happened to be seen by Lu Yichen who came over.
Wang Yan was afraid that Lu Yichen would not allow the two employees to beat Xia Qianqian, so she pulled Lu Yichen's hand and said in a coquettish voice, "Brother Chen, that woman insulted me and beat me, so I taught her a lesson for you."
Lu Yichen shook off Wang Yan's hand, walked up to the cashier, grabbed the back of her collar, and threw her aside.
Xiaofang sat on Xia Qianqian's abdomen and kept hitting her.
With one less opponent, Xia Qianqian felt much more relaxed.
There were several scratches on Xia Qianqian's face from their scratches, and she also wanted to scratch Xiaofang's face, hoping to disfigure Xiaofang.
Xia Qianqian was so angry that her hands were like two small steel rakes, raking Xiaofang's face fiercely.
Xiaofang's face was immediately covered with many scratches.
Afterwards, Lu Yichen kicked Xiaofang aside and helped Xia Qianqian up.
Xia Qianqian had Xiaofang sit on her belly against her back. When had she ever been bullied like this?
Xia Qianqian was so angry that her eyes turned red. She clenched her fists and punched Xiaofang in the face repeatedly.
Xiaofang screamed in pain immediately. She wanted to fight back, but was restrained by Lu Yichen.
Wang Yan kicked Xia Qianqian twice. She always wanted revenge, and she would do it immediately.
Girls hate being slapped in the face the most, but Xia Qianqian insisted on slapping Wang Yan in the face.
When Xia Qianqian hit someone in the face, she didn't hit them one by one, but punched them one by one.
If you slap it, it will only be red for a while and will be fine the next day.
But if you punch someone, it will swell up immediately and it will take several days for the swelling to go away. Only then will you feel relieved.
Xia Qianqian punched Wang Yan twice on both sides of her apple cheeks.
Wang Yan was so stunned that she didn't know where to go. She acted like a spoiled child to Lu Yichen, "Brother Chen, this country bumpkin hit me so hard! She even smashed my face."
"I'm a country bumpkin, so what? But it's better than you, a vain gold digger who can't afford brand names and wears imitations."
Xiaofang and the cashier didn't know their big boss behind the scenes, and thought that Lu Yichen in front of them was just a gigolo.
The pretty boy and the bumpkin are a perfect match, and they don't even take Lu Yichen seriously.
Both of them were beaten by this pretty boy, how could they be so angry?
Even if I can't beat this pretty boy, I still have to humiliate him.
"You look so gentle and kind, but I didn't expect you to be such a scoundrel. It's said that a good man doesn't fight with a woman, but you dare to hit a woman. I feel so sorry for your mother. It's bad luck to have a son like you. I can tell at a glance that you are not destined to be rich. I wish you can't even have three dishes to eat in your life, get hit by a car when you go out, and choke to death when you drink water..."
Lu Yichen interrupted Xiaofang and said, "Call your supervisor out."
"Tsk! You are not worthy of meeting my supervisor. Take a look at yourself in the mirror. You have a pointy head and a narrow forehead. Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you are so tall. I tell you, I've seen a lot of pretty boys like you. They may not be very good at talking, but they have a bad temper."