Ali quickly handed over the shopping bag at hand: "Master."
Chen Yanbei took the bag, slowly raised it forward with extremely graceful movements, and then suddenly turned the bag upside down——
With a crash, all the shiny jewelry in his pocket came out and fell from a high place.
On the floor, the pearl necklace was dismantled, and the beads rolled down in all directions, jumping and crackling.
Various rings with diamonds were scattered everywhere.
The gemstone necklaces were intertwined and intertwined, like a mess.
Without exception, these jewelry pieces all come from the Les Mills brand, which is the brand that Xiaomei sells.
The gleaming, unattainable jewelry on the counter now looks like a pile of junk.
"Sorry, my hands are slippery." Chen Yanbei said lightly, but his gaze was so oppressive that it was impossible to tell that he was a blind person.
Ali had just been ordered to buy all the products in the counter of this brand with his card.
Or the shopping mall manager accompanied him to pay in person.
So when he saw this scene, the manager immediately reacted and said to Xiaomei who was still kneeling on the ground: "Why are you still standing there? Why don't you quickly pick up the things and restore them to the customers as before?"
"Yes, yes." Xiaomei nodded tremblingly, knelt on the ground and started picking them up one by one.
Not only do you have to pick things up, you also have to restore them.
She was so arrogant outside just now, but now she feels so aggrieved. Xiaomei clenched her back molars, her face turned the color of pig liver, but she still didn't dare to resist, unless she didn't want this month's salary, she didn't want to Did it here.
Thinking of the man at home who owed loan sharks, the children who were waiting to be fed, and the homeless parents who were eating and working all day long, Xiaomei could only grit her teeth and continue picking up.
After she knelt down and picked up everything on the ground, she was about to get up——
"Did I tell you to get up?"
Chen Yanbei adjusted the cuffs of his shirt slowly and said coldly.
"When will my wife calm down and when will you get up?"
Xiaomei's legs that she had just straightened up had to be folded back again.
"Chen, Mrs. Chen." She looked at Jiang Yao with pitiful and aggrieved eyes, and her voice was as low as a mosquito's cry.
Jiang Yao was indifferent, picked up the coffee on the coffee table, and slowly sat back on the sofa.
While drinking, he admired Xiaomei's kneeling posture.
But she suddenly remembered to confirm one thing: "Chen Yanbei, haven't you already paid for this pile of junk on the ground?"
Chen Yanbei: "What? Is there a problem?"
There was a problem, it was so problematic that Jiang Yao couldn't even laugh or cry.
Even if you want to help her vent her anger, there is no need to waste money on that kind of person. Although you have humiliated the other party, you have also lost real money.
Jiang Yao said to the mall manager: "Hello, what are the return regulations here?"
Manager: "Mrs. Chen, the goods purchased in our mall can be fully refunded within one week from the date of sale without affecting the secondary sales. If the goods have quality problems, they can be returned at any time and will not be counted. Purchase duration.”
"That's good," Jiang Yao nodded, "I want to return all those Lais Mills brand jewelry on the ground."
When she heard that all products were being returned, the store manager still didn't respond. Xiaomei became anxious: "No, Mrs. Chen, the products are damaged and cannot be returned. How can we sell them after they are returned?"
The mall manager was also reminded by Xiaomei's words. Although saying this would offend Mr. Chen, there was nothing he could do: "Mrs. Chen, these products cannot be returned unless there are quality problems."
However, generally few customers can find quality problems in jewelry products, so the manager is very confident about this.
