Immediately, public sentiment was outraged. Many criticized the saleswoman, while others worried about Ye Huanhuan, fearing she couldn't afford the ruined dress.
Not only that, some people even took out their phones and started recording.
Seeing this, the manager glared at the sales assistant and immediately understood what had happened.
He first took the bank card from Ye Huanhuan, went to the cashier, deducted the cost of the damaged clothes, and then respectfully returned the receipt and bank card to Ye Huanhuan.
Seeing this, the crowd immediately began to whisper among themselves:
"Turns out this girl wasn't faking it, she really is rich!"
"I never thought rich people would wear cheap clothes..."
"Tch, what do you know? This is called returning to simplicity. Rich people don't care about the price of clothes; they only care about whether the clothes they wear are comfortable."
"That's right, that's right..."
The manager, with a forced smile, tried to smooth things over with Ye Huanhuan:
"Sir, are you perhaps mistaken? This sales assistant is one of our best employees; how could she possibly do such a thing?"
Seeing that this person was actually trying to protect the sales assistant, Ye Huanhuan felt a surge of anger and coldly replied:
"A misunderstanding? Do you want to check the security footage to see if it's really a misunderstanding?"
Upon seeing this, the female sales assistant immediately covered her mouth, feigning a pitiful expression, and sobbed softly, "Brother-in-law..."
Realizing she had mispronounced the name, the sales assistant immediately corrected herself:
"Manager, she just hit me..."
The manager glared at the saleswoman, feeling extremely annoyed.
What a troublesome sister-in-law!
He turned to look at the passersby outside who were recording with their phones, and he knew very well that if this matter was not handled properly, it could have a very negative impact on the mall.
But the saleswoman in front of him was his sister-in-law. If he didn't speak up for her, his wife would definitely make him sleep on the sofa again when he got home tonight.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally decided to give the sales assistant a wink and lower his voice to say:
"Quickly apologize to this customer properly. Look at what you've done!"
The saleswoman covered her face, tears welling in her eyes, and looked at the manager, protesting with great grievance:
"She hit me, why should I apologize to her? Manager, you can't side with someone else and bully me!"
The mall manager gave an awkward smile, turned to Ye Huanhuan, and said in a gentle tone:
"Sir, as you can see, our sales assistant also said that you just hit someone. Even if she was in the wrong, you shouldn't hit someone, right? On behalf of our store, I would like to apologize to you. We hope you will be magnanimous and not hold it against our employee."
It's obvious that this manager wants to downplay the issue and avoid making any real commitment.
On the surface, it seemed like he was apologizing to Ye Huanhuan, but in reality, he was showing favoritism towards the sales assistant.
No wonder that female sales assistant was so arrogant and domineering, not even afraid of customer complaints.
After all, even if a customer does complain, with this manager mediating, it's unlikely they'll face any real punishment.
Other onlookers chimed in:
"Yeah, yeah, no matter how outrageous it is, you can't just hit someone, especially slap them across the face. That's going too far. Now look what happened, they were in the right, but now they're in the wrong."
"So, when you're out and about, never act impulsively!"
"I don't think so. It must have been that the sales assistant who spoke very rudely, otherwise the young girl wouldn't have hit her. If it were me, I probably wouldn't have been able to resist slapping that sales assistant too."
Ye Huanhuan pointed at the female sales assistant and said:
"You don't need to apologize to me. The person who really needs to apologize is her!"
The saleswoman's gaze toward Ye Huanhuan was filled with resentment and malice.
He had already been slapped by this woman, and she still wouldn't stop. Did she want him to apologize to this bitch in front of so many people?
The manager gently tugged at the saleswoman's arm, reminding her, "Aren't you going to apologize to the customer right now?"
The saleswoman glared at the manager again, secretly vowing that when she got home from get off work today, she would definitely complain to her sister about him and see if he would dare to protect outsiders like this again!
With a reluctant expression, she walked hesitantly to Ye Huanhuan, her voice barely audible: "I'm sorry..."
Ye Huanhuan frowned slightly and asked in confusion:
"What did you say? I can't hear you."
The saleswoman bit her lip and raised her voice slightly:
"sorry!"
Ye Huanhuan's lips curled up, and she asked in a half-smile:
"Apologize for what?"
The saleswoman looked reluctant, but still obediently answered:
"I shouldn't have been so arrogant..."
Ye Huanhuan chuckled lightly, her tone indifferent:
"Since you know you were wrong, then don't make the same mistake again. No one else has my good temper and can let you off so easily."
The female sales assistant kept her head down without saying a word, her eyes filled with resentment.
Seeing the atmosphere getting tense, the manager quickly stepped in to smooth things over:
"Sir, she has already apologized to you. How about we just let this matter go?"
Ye Huanhuan nodded in agreement.
As she turned to leave, the manager suddenly called out to her:
"Guest, you haven't taken your clothes with you yet?"
He was referring, of course, to the dress that had been slashed with a craft knife and was still being worn by the mannequin.
Ye Huanhuan didn't even turn her head, and said in a cold tone, "Throw it away for me. The clothes from this store only deserve to stay in the trash can."
After saying that, she strode out of the shop, leaving the onlookers looking at each other in bewilderment.
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