China World Trade Center.
A landmark building in Pengcheng City.
Built in 1985, it covers an area of 20,000 square meters, has a building area of 100,000 square meters, is 160 meters high, and has a total of 53 floors.
The main construction project was completed at a speed that set a record of "one floor every three days".
Ninety percent of the goods sold in the mall are imported.
In the late 1980s, the duty-free shops on the 4th and 5th floors required a return permit and foreign currency to shop. At its peak, the annual sales reached 500 million.
Get off the bus.
Jiang Fei and his group all looked up at the China World Trade Center at a 45-degree angle, their eyes practically glued to the view.
Ah Hu clicked his tongue.
"My God, that's so high!"
"Brother Dong, is this the shopping mall you're talking about?"
"That's right!"
Chen Dong nodded, his heart filled with mixed emotions.
In later years, he also bought things in the China World Trade Center.
I never expected that when I came back, I would be back in 1990.
Upon entering the mall, Chen Dong, familiar with the area, led the group to the clothing section on the 4th floor via elevator.
When Jiang Fei and his companions stepped out of the elevator, they were stunned.
"Why would it be a clothing store?"
Seeing the glass decorations everywhere and the bright lights, yet it was just a clothing store, the shock was like that of a modern bathhouse that also provided three meals a day—it felt incongruous.
In their opinion, such a luxurious place should be selling imported home appliances; selling clothes there was a waste.
Let's go!
Upon hearing this, Chen Dong smiled and said, "Look further ahead. It's not just home appliances that can be sold in shopping malls. The clothes here are just as cheap as home appliances."
Upon hearing this, the group was stunned.
Can a few rags really compare to high technology?
Chen Dong smiled but did not explain.
As soon as he entered the clothing section, he saw several luxury brands.
In terms of price, it's no less expensive than home appliances.
If these people knew the truth, they would be utterly astonished.
The group entered a shop and saw a sign that Chen Dong vaguely recognized; it belonged to a foreign brand that specialized in suits.
Lin Zhiyuan walked up to a black suit and was about to reach out to touch the fabric when he was stopped by a heavily made-up female salesperson.
"If you're not going to buy, don't touch things like that. A single set of our clothes costs several thousand yuan. How are we supposed to sell them if you keep doing this?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhiyuan paused, then asked in return.
"If you won't let me touch it, how am I supposed to know what the fabric is like? How's the quality?"
"We are an international brand. The fabric and quality of our clothes are all top-notch. If we don't have money, we don't have money. Why pretend to be something we're not?"
The saleswoman snorted coldly, her nostrils practically pointing to the sky.
She noticed the group as soon as they entered the store.
They were all dressed in a very unfashionable way; they didn't look like rich people at all.
In addition, since this is a duty-free zone, foreign currency is required to make purchases.
She didn't believe these people could produce foreign currency.
Without foreign currency, even the King of Heaven himself wouldn't help; that's the rule of the mall. The female saleswoman seemed fearless and didn't take Chen Dong and his group seriously.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Fei's face turned red with anger, and he cursed loudly.
"You idiot, who are you calling broke? Believe me or not, I'll tear your mouth apart!"
"Come on, I'm standing right here. If you've got the guts, try it. Xiaoyue, go call security."
The woman named Xiaoyue looked at Jiang Fei and the others with sympathy, and then offered some words of advice.
"Sister Lili, let it go, they didn't do anything wrong."
As he spoke, he reminded Jiang Fei and the others.
"You'd better leave quickly, the security guards will be here soon."
This has happened more than once.
The female saleswoman had long ago developed a set of methods for recognizing and judging people.
Chen Dong frowned, and the first thing that came to mind was the phrase 'looking down on people'.
No wonder people say that art comes from life.
Chen Dong never expected to encounter a scene from a movie.
What would the male protagonist in the movie do at this point?
Buy everything in sight and slap them in the face right there!
This might be the best way to retaliate.
In later generations, cities like Shenzhen and Guangzhou witnessed countless instances of people being proven wrong.
Especially the locals in tank tops, shorts, and flip-flops—they seem to have a particular fondness for slapping faces.
Judging from this, these people must have experienced quite a lot before they became successful.
Thinking of this, Chen Dong sneered inwardly.
In later generations, throwing money at people might indeed be a way to deal with being looked down upon, but it's not the case now.
The reason is quite simple.
In later generations, the salary model for shopping mall salespersons was bonuses plus commissions, with very little or no basic salary.
Throwing money at someone can make them suffer the consequences immediately.
But things are different now. In the 1990s, the wage system was very simple, and sales clerks in shopping malls only received a basic salary.
In other words, no matter how many clothes they sell, the bonuses and commissions have nothing to do with them.
Using money to throw money at a problem is the most foolish approach.
Without personal pain, what is there to regret?
Chen Dong is no three-year-old child; having lived two lives, he is as cunning as a fox.
Naturally, they wouldn't choose to vote with their feet.
To make salespeople regret their decision, you need to start from the source.
The reason why they feel superior and arrogant ultimately comes down to this job.
Don't be fooled by the heavily made-up women who are just clothing saleswomen; their salaries are quite high.
In the 1990s, when the average monthly wage was only 100 yuan, they could earn more than 400 yuan a month, which was more than four times that of those with secure jobs.
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