Yu Ren struggled for a long time and finally decided to catch up, but he found that Roland had disappeared.
He looked around while walking, while Roland was hiding in a store, watching him secretly.
I thought that Yu Ren would give up soon if he couldn't find her, but he didn't expect that he would start looking for her from store to store, as if he wouldn't give up if he couldn't find her. Seeing that he was coming this way, Roland had no choice but to avoid it. The store clerk quietly put on a [travel cloak] with invisibility function.
At this time, Fang Xiaoling was wandering in a clothing store. The clothes in this store looked very ordinary in design, but made Fang Xiaoling feel clean and concise. Most of them were solid-color T-shirts. Compared with the evening gifts worn by Roland, Although the skirt looks gorgeous, Fang Xiaoling prefers this kind of daily practical dress.
Apart from her, there were no customers in the store, but no sales consultant came out to introduce her. Fang Xiaoling didn't care about this. She liked the feeling that she could browse casually. The salespeople in some stores were always nagging in her ears. It kept going, but she felt it was noisy.
After a while, she was attracted by a pure white short-sleeved shirt, just because it had a cute little rainbow printed on it.
Seeing two young female shop assistants chatting not far from her, Fang Xiaoling looked at them and said, "Excuse me, how much does this dress cost?"
The two clerks didn't seem to hear, and continued chatting happily.
Fang Xiaoling raised her voice and shouted: "Hello? How much does this dress cost?"
"Tsk!" The short-haired clerk rolled his eyes at Fang Xiaoling in disgust and said angrily, "Isn't there a price on the tag?"
"Oh..." Fang Xiaoling searched below for a while, but did not find the tag. She remembered that the tag might usually be at the collar, but the clothes were hung a little high, so she had to reach out and take the shirt off, just in time to look at it. Look at the size.
Unexpectedly, the short-haired store clerk immediately shouted: "Hey, hey, hey! You can't just touch it if you don't want to buy it!"
Fang Xiaoling was stunned, "I didn't say I wouldn't buy it? Besides, if I don't take it off, how can I check the price and size?"
"Oh, what a bad luck." The short-haired clerk took the shirt from Fang Xiaoling's hand and looked at the overalls she was wearing with a look of disgust on her face, "I said, aunt, this place is not for people like you to spend money, do you understand? ?”
"Xiao Li, don't say that, the customer is God." The clerk with wavy hair was a little older and seemed to have more experience than the short hair. She walked up to Fang Xiaoling and said with a smile, "This shirt is available in all sizes." Yes, the price is 36,800, would you like to pay by card or cash?"
Fang Xiaoling squinted her eyes. She thought that the wavy store clerk was a reasonable person, but she didn't expect that she made up a random price to stand up for herself. She touched the bank card in her pocket, and it took only a minute to regain her face. Things, but why are you being tricked like this?
"Thirty-six thousand and eight thousand? Where is it written?" Fang Xiaoling took back the shirt again, took out the tag and saw, darling, it was really thirty-six thousand and eight, "Isn't this... this too expensive? You can just go ahead and take a look. Are you ready to go rob?"
"You still don't believe it? Do you think our store manager is lying to you?" The short-haired clerk rolled his eyes, "Auntie, this is not a vegetable market. Our store has been open for more than ten years, and it only targets the elites of the upper class. Sir, please don't waste our time, okay? If this shirt is wrinkled by you, can you afford to pay for it?"
"You little girl, you're so mean. I'm just holding it like this. How can I get it wrinkled?" Fang Xiaoling put the clothes back into the hands of the short-haired clerk, "It's bad luck for me, I won't buy it, okay?"
"Tch, can someone like you afford it? You are a rubbish."
Fang Xiaoling was about to leave, but when she heard the short-haired clerk say this, she stopped at the door.
"Oh? Don't you want to hear it? Then just buy it with your money? Do you think that spending your year's salary can buy you back your dignity? Bah! If you buy it, we will make money. A poor person like you can only live You deserve to be bullied!”
Fang Xiaoling clenched her fists tightly. When the [Red Lotus] in her soul began to churn, she suddenly calmed down her anger.
If she wanted to, she could turn the clerk into ashes with a wave of her hand.
Why bother with these ordinary people?
Just pretend you didn't hear it.
Thinking like this, she was about to leave, but suddenly a man grabbed her arm.
"I heard it all, is this how you treat customers?"
Fang Xiaoling took a closer look and saw that the man was the playboy who came to chat with Luo Lan before. She shook off the man's arm and said, "Where is my sister?"
"I'm looking for her too, please wait a minute." After saying that, Yu Ren walked into the store with a cold face and threw a bank card on the ground. "Give me ten shirts in each size."
"Oh, Master Yu?" The short-haired clerk immediately recognized Yu Ren. He would occasionally bring some different women to the store to choose clothes, but he was extremely generous and impressed her a few times. It was a pity that he didn't. With such a good life, if you fall in love with such a rich second generation, why would you be a store clerk?
"I'm sorry, I don't know that sister is your friend." The short-haired clerk's voice immediately turned into a snort. With a smile on her face, she bent down and picked up the bank card. Just as she was about to go over, she was stopped by the clerk. Wagyu took the lead.
At this time, the clerk of the wave roll store had brought the warm tea to Yu Ren: "Young Master Yu, please have a cup of tea first and sit down to calm down. This Xiaoli is just ignorant. I have taught her many times, how can I do this?" How about looking at people through colored glasses? Isn’t that looking down on people with dog eyes?”
"I..." The short-haired clerk was about to argue, but he heard the wavy man say in a commanding tone: "Didn't you hear Mr. Yu's instructions? Go to the warehouse and take out ten pieces of each size!"
Yu Ren brought the tea cup to Fang Xiaoling and said politely, "Sit down and rest for a while. Don't be the same as them."
"Who is familiar with them?" Fang Xiaoling raised her eyebrows slightly, "Who are you? Do I know you?"
The short-haired clerk was about to go to the warehouse to pick up the goods. Hearing Fang Xiaoling say this, he felt ridiculous in his heart. He thought to himself that such people are really ignorant. Mr. Yu has had so many girlfriends, but there has never been one who is so ignorant of praise. I'm afraid It won’t grow either.
"Wait!" Yu Ren stopped her, "Come here first."
The short-haired clerk was delighted when he heard this and immediately ran back, "Young Master Yu, what can I do for you?"
Yu Ren said coldly: "Apologise."
"Ah..." The short-haired clerk lowered his head and said softly, "I'm sorry."
"I want you to apologize to this lady." Yu Ren said every word, "Louder."
The short-haired clerk glanced at Fang Xiaoling resentfully and said reluctantly: "I'm sorry!"
"Are you apologizing?" Yu Ren's voice was obviously a little angry.
Upon seeing this, Wajuan immediately slapped the short-haired clerk with his backhand: "You disgusting thing! If you don't want to do this, get out!"
