"Let me wrap it up for you," the waiter urged, observing your expression.

"No rush, let's buy a few more sets." A Lei stood up, walked around, pointed out a few sets of clothes, and asked the salesperson to bring them over.

Qin Xiaoyu tried them one by one, and A Lei kept praising them.

"They're all nice. You should buy a few more sets and have them all wrapped up."

"Okay, please wait a moment, I'll bring you a new one right away!" The waiter jogged to the back.

There were five sets of clothes in total, and after looking at them, Qin Xiaoyu concluded that they were all counterfeit.

"Comrade, here's the money. It's too early now, and the cashier isn't here yet. I'll take the money first and hand it in for you later." The waitress's attitude couldn't be better. Needless to say, the low sales figures were definitely not her fault.

Carrying their clothes, Qin Xiaoyu and A Lei went straight into the coffee shop next door. They were the first customers, and after sitting down casually, Qin Xiaoyu's expression was already serious.

"I didn't expect Manager Chen to use such a clever trick." Qin Xiaoyu smiled coldly.

"She's really shrewd. She's using your name to make high-quality counterfeits, and no one but you can tell the difference. But the profit margin is much higher than buying the goods directly." A Lei understood as well.

“She has all her people here now. If things get too tense, it will be difficult to handle. I’m afraid that my goods will be the ones to be withdrawn, and she will have secured the territory.” This is why Qin Xiaoyu quietly left with five sets of clothes. She couldn’t afford to break off relations.

"We can't let her get away with this." A Lei tapped his fingers on the table, seemingly already having a plan.

"I need to discuss something with you," Qin Xiaoyu suddenly said seriously.

“Oh, you say it.” Are also wiped the smile off his face.

"Let's stop playing games. Don't drag it out just because you want to have more fun. You need to enjoy the process. Let's finish quickly so we can play more times, right?" Qin Xiaoyu coaxed gently.

"Got it, seven minutes, but many seven-minute intervals." A Lei cooperated readily.

"You! Shut up!" Qin Xiaoyu said angrily. She wished this guy's mouth could be sewn shut.

But she quickly dismissed the idea. Although he was very talkative, he was more useful than he was just spouting nonsense.

"I don't believe such a slick person would only have designs on you. I'm afraid his cooperation with the business is not transparent either."

A Lei's words were a wake-up call. She had found her entry point.

This scene will now be performed by A Lei in the sequel.

On the fourth day, Qin Xiaoyu and A Lei arrived at the mall early again. This time, however, she had changed her outfit. She looked rather dowdy, wearing a blue nun's hat with her hair tucked in, a navy blue work uniform, and cloth shoes—just like a factory worker coming off her night shift. She carried a tattered faux leather bag and wandered around the children's clothing counter.

A Lei appeared soon after, carrying a large bag containing five sets of clothes he had bought the day before.

"Refund! The girl ran off with someone else, I don't want the clothes anymore!" he shouted.

"What's wrong, comrade?" The waiter ran over, his face full of fear.

"I want a refund! I don't want the clothes I bought yesterday!" A Lei deliberately misspoke about yesterday.

"Yesterday? No way?" The waitress remembered, and she glanced nervously at the counter.

There's a receipt on it; she collected the money here the day before yesterday.

"Give me the money back right now!" A Lei's voice grew louder and louder; he must not be used to speaking loudly, because his voice cracked a bit.

Qin Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh. Needless to say, playing with him was indeed a lot of fun.

The floor manager was alerted and quickly came over.

"Comrade, give me the clothes, I'll refund you!" The waiter panicked, snatched the clothes from A Lei's arms, and whispered.

"Give me the money now!" A Lei ignored her pleading eyes and raised his voice eight octaves.

"What's wrong with Xiao Su?" The floor manager usually has no authority over the counters, so he rarely gets a word in edgewise today. He arrived faster than if something had happened on his own turf, setting a record for speed.

"It's alright, this comrade bought two pieces of clothing and wants to return them. I'll process the return right away," Xiao Su said, trying to downplay the situation.

“It’s five items, not two!” A Lei wasn’t going to let her get away with it.

"Yes, yes, five items." Xiao Su was so anxious that her forehead was covered in sweat.

"When did you buy it?" The floor manager, influenced by her, also became a little anxious.

"The day before yesterday, or the day before that, let me look for the tickets. Comrade, don't worry!" Xiao Su wiped his sweat, dawdled, and searched everywhere, but couldn't find the tickets.

"How can you work like this? You can't even find any money. What are you doing all day?" A Lei, always eager for drama, said something that made the floor manager blush and start searching around.

"What's going on?" Manager Chen arrived and, seeing that the floor manager was on her turf, immediately darkened her face.

"You've come at the right time. This comrade wants to return five pieces of clothing, but your subordinates can't even find the receipts. They were almost arguing, and I'm here to help smooth things over," the floor manager said, quickly slapping him in the face.

"I'll handle it, you don't need to worry about it." Manager Chen glanced at A Lei, sensing a hint of danger, and tried to get rid of the floor manager.

The floor manager complied and turned to leave.

Xiao Su quickly gave Manager Chen a wink, and then she realized that there really was a problem. Five pieces of clothing were sold, but only two were officially registered. The money from the remaining three went into her own pocket. Although she had agreed on a profit-sharing arrangement with the mall, she was reluctant to part with the money once it was in her pocket. Of course, the more the merrier, so she simply manipulated the accounts.

"Can you guys hurry up? I need to catch my flight!" A Lei roared, startling Manager Chen.

"How about this, return the money to him first." Manager Chen gave a wink, and Xiao Su understood immediately. She hurriedly went to get her bag, where some of the company funds she had embezzled were located.

"Wait a minute, I found the receipt stub."

The floor manager wasn't idle; he handed over a small stack of receipts.

"These are your sales receipts from the day before yesterday. Just check them and you'll know." She said, taking a piece of clothing and checking the item number.

"I'll take care of it. A customer is coming up soon. You go and get busy." Manager Chen's mistake was that his attitude changed too quickly; his tone was too soft.

"It's alright, your counter's business is the floor's business, I'll check for you." The floor manager was very competent and quickly checked the goods.

It was also because Manager Chen was too greedy; she submitted too little money each day. She sold twenty pieces of clothing a day, but only reported seven. Of those five, only two were actually recorded in the accounts.

"Manager Chen, something's not right here."

To become a floor manager in such a large department store, you need to be quite capable. The floor manager had already seen through Manager Chen's tricks and was just waiting to see her make a fool of herself, so she deliberately held onto the money and wouldn't let her see it.