Chapter 49 Selling
Seeing that she was still doing what she wanted, Xiaoxiang instantly became even angrier.
"You...call your manager out." Xiaoxiang shouted.
The waiter just put the bag in front of Yan Lan, and it only made her laugh when she heard Xiao Xiang say that.
She said to Yan Lan, "Madam, please look first."
"If you're satisfied, I'll wrap it up for you."
"Okay." Yan Lan didn't say anything more. This waiter was quite knowledgeable.
"Ask our manager to come out. Are you worthy of seeing him?" the waiter sneered.
"You——" Xiaoxiang was so angry at the contemptuous waiter that she was speechless, while the other party was very proud at this time.
Gu Fei patted Xiaoxiang on the shoulder and said, "Don't be angry. There's nothing to be angry about. My monthly salary is only 7,000 or 8,000 yuan, not as much as you."
"He's only making 7,000 or 8,000 yuan, but he's so proud of himself here. It seems like he thinks too highly of himself."
While they were cursing at each other, another lady came in. She was stunned for a moment when she saw the strange atmosphere, then asked with a smile on her face: "What's going on?"
When she saw the skirt Gu Fei was wearing, she immediately became interested. She walked up to Gu Fei and asked with a smile, "Madam, is this skirt made by Mr. C?"
The lady was stunned by the question, and the lady said quickly, "I'm sorry, I'm just very interested in the designer of the skirt you're wearing, so I asked you such a question so abruptly."
The lady spoke softly and always had a faint smile on her face.
This moment reminded Gu Fei of his mother, who also smiled and spoke to him so tenderly.
Seeing that the other party was still like that, the lady suddenly panicked, and she also felt that what she said was rather abrupt.
"I'm sorry, I'm a fashion designer, and I got excited when I saw the iconic logo on your clothes."
"Uh..." Gu Fei shook his head quickly, "It's okay. I don't know if this dress was made by Mr. C. The clothes I wear are all bought for me by my husband."
"Haha, it's so possible for you to afford clothes designed by Mr. C. These can't be sold at a street stall, right?" Yan Lan stood up and covered her mouth with her hands while laughing.
Who knew that the lady looked at her and her eyes turned sharp, "Madam, before you question others, take a look at what you are wearing. The threads are not symmetrical, the fabrics are different, you are the one wearing the street vendor's clothes."
Yan Lan was embarrassed to be told that. She could only force herself to say, "Haha, how is that possible? I bought this at a specialty store."
"Are we going to the street stall store?"
The noise also alerted the manager, who turned to the waiter and asked, "Xiao Xin, what's going on?"
The waiter was also stunned when he heard the manager's voice. If he knew what he had done, he would probably be fired.
"Ahem, manager, nothing happened. You can go about your business today." The waiter said quickly.
Xiaoxiang was so determined not to miss this opportunity that she stood there and said, "Are you the manager? Don't you train your employees?"
"Don't you know the principle that customers are God? Why do you say your store is too expensive and not everyone can come in and buy things?"
The manager looked at the waiter, and felt a chill down her spine, but she didn't dare to say anything more.
"I'm sorry, maybe she didn't listen during the training. What happened?" The manager walked up and apologized sincerely and asked.
"Oh, she thinks my wife can't afford the bags in your store, but I looked at the prices and they're not expensive."
The manager now knew what had happened. He said to the waiter in a particularly stern tone, "Xiao Xin, apologize."
The waiter gritted his teeth and apologized to them reluctantly, "I'm sorry." But there was no sincerity at all.
The lady felt that it was very insincere and frowned. She didn't expect that she would encounter such a contemptuous waiter in any store.
Yan Lan watched on the side without saying a word. Fortunately, the manager came out and changed the subject, otherwise she would have been very embarrassed. She looked at the three women with a vicious look in her eyes. It was all because of them!
Especially Gu Fei, every time he met her, nothing good happened. The words she said after leaving her job made others suspicious, and she was almost found out later.
"Ring, ring, ring--" Gu Fei's phone rang. She looked and saw it was Song Tingxuan calling.
"Master Song."
Gu Fei still turned on the speakerphone so that everyone could hear it.
Hearing the voice of the person he missed, Song Tingxuan felt particularly good, "Well, what are you doing?"
"I'm shopping. By the way, I want to buy a store. Do you agree?" Gu Fei asked.
"Oh? What kind of store do you want to buy? Tell me and I'll help you." Song Tingxuan became interested when he heard her say that.
"I went to a bag store called Dell. The staff there thought I was too poor to buy the bags there. I thought that every piece of clothing in my closet costs at least NT$100,000, and I couldn't afford a bag that costs NT$6,000 or NT$7,000."
"Is this dress I'm wearing made by Mr. C?"
"As for that store, I asked my secretary to contact their boss. Every piece of clothing you wear was designed by my company's chief designer."
The conversation between the two made the low-minded waitress very nervous. She had offended a big shot.
The lady next to her was excited when she heard the voice. It was the voice of Song Tingxuan, the big boss.
She met a distinguished person when she went out today, the chief designer of Shegao Company, isn't that the designer she likes?
The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. She must establish a good relationship with this girl. Maybe... maybe!
Song Tingxuan acted incredibly quickly and bought the store at a high price in just ten minutes.
"Gu Fei, just tell me what you want. You don't have to buy it." Song Tingxuan was in a bad mood, pounding the table. He didn't expect that his wife was bullied without his knowledge.
We must send more people to follow in the future, otherwise what will we do if we get bullied again?
Yan Lan looked at Gu Fei and felt a little panicked. The man on the other end of the phone must be very powerful, otherwise he could make buying a store sound so easy.
"Go home early and don't get too tired." Song Tingxuan warned.
"Okay, then you go ahead and get busy." Then he hung up.
After hanging up, she took out the black card from her bag and handed it to the manager, saying, "Please pack that bag over there for me."
The manager was shocked when he saw the card. He quickly took it with both hands, and respectfully placed it on the coffee table to wrap it up. But Yan Lan was not happy. This was the card she had chosen so she might give it to that little bitch Gu Fei.
"Manager, since I took it first, it should be mine."
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