Liu Wan covered her face, stunned.

If it weren't for the fact that there was no pain coming from her face, just looking at Ye Yun like this, anyone who didn't know better would think that Ye Yun truly hated her deeply.

All eyes turned to them.

The two sales clerks in the Baiyun store looked at them with surprise, their mouths slightly agape, in disbelief.

The sales clerk at the Qingshan store was also taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly went to make a phone call.

If I'm not mistaken, this call was probably made to Yang Qinglin.

Liu Wan quietly looked away, gave Ye Yun a thumbs-up, and said, "Well done."

Ye Yun shook her hand.

It's all a charade; it's all for nothing.

"What do you mean?" She lowered her voice, scrutinizing Liu Wan with a probing gaze.

Liu Wan smiled wryly, "It doesn't mean anything. Alright, it takes time to infiltrate your ranks. Let's call it a day."

She didn't say anything, and turned to leave.

As he reached the door, he suddenly seemed to remember something, turned back, and smiled at Ye Yun. "By the way, Baiyun Garment Factory has been rising in popularity lately, and Yang Qinglin can't stay put any longer. You should be prepared."

"What?"

"They're desperate, that's why they're doing it."

After Liu Wan finished speaking, she waved her hand dismissively and left without looking back this time.

What she meant was...

As Ye Yun was thinking, a commotion suddenly broke out outside.

The next second, an obese woman stormed in, carrying a pink shirt.

"Where's the boss! Where's your shop owner?! Get your boss out here!"

The woman stormed up to the counter, placed the pink top she was holding on it, and slammed her fat, thick hands so hard that the counter shook a few times.

Ye Yun was speechless.

Seeing that something was wrong, the sales clerk immediately stepped forward and asked with a smile, "Madam, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong with me? Look at your clothes! They're all tattered!"

The woman pointed haphazardly, turned the clothes on the counter over, and showed the torn part to the sales clerk, muttering, "Look at this! Look at this for yourself! What is this? Such a big tear, can you even wear this?"

The sales clerk quickly picked up the clothes to check them.

The side of the garment was torn, and the fabric showed signs of being stretched and ripped.

The sales clerk glanced at the tear in the dress, then looked up at the plump woman's body and fell silent.

"Let me see."

Ye Yun walked over.

The sales clerk immediately handed her the clothes and whispered in her ear, "Factory manager, this person might be looking for trouble."

Anyone with eyes can see that this garment has been stretched to a tattered state.

Ye Yun didn't even need to examine the tear in her clothes closely. She smiled and looked at the obese woman opposite her, "Does Yang Qinglin know that he married such an idiot as you?"

The obese woman's face paled. "W-what do you mean?"

"Your acting is quite good, but your plan is so crude. You ruined your clothes and now you're coming to cause us trouble. Are you sure we'll buy into this?"

Ye Yun laughed, "Let's go back and let Yang Qinglin come up with some new tricks."

"What Yang Qinglin? I don't understand what you're talking about!" The woman suddenly slammed her hand on the table like a scoundrel, her eyes flashing with a vicious light, and raised her voice to threaten, "You have to give me an explanation for this! Otherwise, I'm not leaving your shop today!"

"Everyone come and see! There's a quality problem with the clothes from Baiyun Garment Factory!"

As soon as he shouted, the customers who were planning to buy clothes in the store frowned, and passersby outside also cast curious glances in his direction.

Questioning, doubting, and disdainful.

The problems that Qingshan Garment Factory had caused them to rediscover Baiyun Garment Factory, and the clothes from Baiyun Garment Factory just happened to suit their tastes, so they temporarily gained their trust.

If problems arise now, it will undoubtedly destroy the trust they have just built.

The customers in the store couldn't figure out what was going on, but they were probably frightened by the fat woman's fierce appearance, so they dropped the clothes they had already picked out and were about to pay for and hurriedly left the store.

Upon seeing this, the obese woman crossed her arms and proudly raised her chin.

"If you don't give me an explanation, you won't sell a single piece of clothing today." After saying that, she added, "No, it should be 'from now on.' I'll come again tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after that, I'll come every day from now on!"

"..."

Ye Yun stared at her coldly, showing her no respect, and said with a stern face, "The same batch of fabric, the same style, the same method, sold to hundreds or even thousands of people, how come only yours has a quality problem? Don't you know how your clothes got ruined?"

"Exactly, you're the one who ruined it by overexerting yourself!"

The saleswoman was indignant, glaring angrily at the obese woman.

Another scoffed, pursing his lips and saying, "Ma'am, we were going to give you some face, but since you're being so unreasonable, we have to say it. We're not attacking your figure, but that's just the truth. Look at your figure, and look at the size of this dress. It's clearly something you've stretched out, not a quality issue at all!"

"What did you say!"

Upon hearing the sales clerk call her fat, the woman flew into a rage: "You little bitch, say that again! I'll skin you alive!"

The saleswoman, with nothing to hide, wasn't afraid of her either, and immediately retorted, "You have the nerve to slander us, and we're not allowed to fight back? Are we just supposed to pay the price for your obesity?"

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