As soon as Liu Li finished speaking, a saleswoman who was near the back door came out carrying the silk that Liu Li had mentioned.
The other sales clerks chimed in, "Sir, you have fair skin and a stylish air about you. This color and material of fabric is perfect for you. Wearing it will definitely give you an understated yet luxurious look!"
Ruan Miaomiao looked at the dark red silk on the counter, with clusters of peony patterns on it, which looked like clotted pig's blood. Even if her mother wore it, her mother would think it was too old-fashioned.
The people in the supply and marketing cooperative looked at Ruan Miaomiao with eager eyes, and Ruan Miaomiao knew in her heart that these people were taking advantage of her and making a fool of her.
It's not easy to find a sucker for these overpriced, unsold goods.
Seeing Ruan Miaomiao staring blankly at the silk, Liu Li and the other sales clerks felt there was hope and quickly spoke up:
"Hey comrade, we're not kidding you. When you went to other supply and marketing cooperatives before, no one showed you this kind of fabric, right?"
That's all because these are high-end goods. Ordinary supply and marketing cooperatives can't even get a share, and even if they do, it's already been divided up by internal quotas.
We only brought it out for you because we felt we clicked with you!
...
Everyone chimed in, praising the old-fashioned cloth as if it were a perfect match for Ruan Miaomiao.
Ruan Miaomiao sneered: Do these people think I'm stupid?
Just as I was thinking about how to vent my anger, a familiar male voice came from behind me:
"Ranran, have you bought everything?"
The moment Ruan Miaomiao heard Zhou Jingyun's voice, she turned her head.
Seeing that there were several people with him, Ruan Miaomiao's eyes flashed with a cunning light. She then pretended to be innocent and waved to Zhou Jingyun:
"Ah Yun, come here and take a look. These comrades all say this fabric suits me very well!"
Ruan Miaomiao pointed happily to the piece of silk on the counter that looked like a clump of blood curd and began to talk to Zhou Jingyun.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Jingyun, a doting husband, thought it was something special and immediately wanted to buy it for Ruan Miaomiao.
However, when his eyes fell on the silk on the counter, he was slightly stunned: Miao Miao would like this?
Does Miaomiao really like it?
Never mind, as long as Miaomiao is happy!
Quick, quick, think of something to praise this cloth, we can't spoil Miaomiao's fun.
"This fabric looks to be of good quality..."
Unable to think of any other words, Zhou Jingyun could only rack his brains and come up with this sentence.
Everyone saw his forced praise without any real words.
Seeing Zhou Jingyun's reaction, Ruan Miaomiao sneered: "Isn't it because the quality is good? If we finish it now, I can still wear it when I turn eighty!"
Ruan Miaomiao's tone wasn't very friendly, and Zhou Jingyun immediately realized that his girlfriend had been deceived by the sales staff of the supply and marketing cooperative.
Miao Miao is usually the kind of person who would fight back on the spot if she was wronged, but now she's just being sarcastic, which definitely means she has other ideas.
Seeing Miao Miao staring at Secretary Chen and the others beside him, Zhou Jingyun instantly realized what was happening and immediately turned fiercely to the sales clerks of the supply and marketing cooperative, saying:
"I didn't realize that the sales clerks at the supply and marketing cooperative are so good at providing service; they can even turn black into white."
With this kind of service attitude, they even dared to bully my educated youth, Ruan. They must have done this kind of thing a lot before..."
Being a salesperson at a supply and marketing cooperative is a great job; not only is it lucrative, but you also don't have to put up with anyone's attitude.
Customers have always had to be mindful of their moods.
When is it the customers' turn to criticize them?
Upon hearing Zhou Jingyun's words, Wang Chunmei from the supply and marketing cooperative immediately retorted: "What's so great about putting on airs?"
If you're so capable, why don't you buy this silk back?
If you want to stand out in front of your partner, first consider whether you have the money in your pocket.
Looking at Zhou Jingyun's simple clothes, which were even covered in dust and dirt, Wang Chunmei couldn't help but mutter to herself: This man looks handsome and has an extraordinary temperament, but so what? He's just a poor boy.
"Don't come to the supply and marketing cooperative if you don't have money or tickets. This is a place to sell things to the people, not a park for young people to date. You need money and tickets to get in!"
"Exactly! Why pretend to be something you're not when you have no money? This is top-quality silk from Haicheng. You don't even know its value and have no money, yet you say it's old-fashioned!"
"You reek of poverty; if you can't afford it, get out!"
...
The sales staff at the supply and marketing cooperative were already quite envious when they saw that Ruan Miaomiao was well-dressed and even had a handsome, tall, and dashing boyfriend.
Having finally gotten the chance, of course I'll say whatever I want to say, no matter how unpleasant it is.
Anyway, they used to do things like this all the time.
Moreover, what kind of background could an educated youth sent to the countryside have?
Liu Li, on the other hand, was utterly shocked when she saw the thin, middle-aged man walking in behind Zhou Jingyun.
By the time she realized what was happening, her colleagues were already saying all sorts of nasty things.
She hurriedly tugged at Wang Chunmei and the others, but they pulled her away: "Liu Li, don't be afraid. You were just trying to recommend these high-end goods to her, but she can't afford them herself and even complains that our goods are old-fashioned!"
"She's not old-fashioned, she's dressed like a capitalist!"
"Secretary Chen, your comrades are really interesting!"
Zhou Jingyun pulled Ruan Miaomiao, who had a mischievous grin on her face, behind her. Afraid that the jealous women would hurt her, he spoke to the thin middle-aged man.
When Liu Li heard Zhou Jingyun address the thin man in that way, all her remaining hope vanished.
She heard the tall man protecting the beautiful comrade say to Secretary Chen again: "They sing in unison, forcing people to spend money on things they don't like or that aren't suitable just to save face."
They either humiliate people so much that they never dare to enter the supply and marketing cooperative again, that's really something!
I wonder if this is the service motto of this supply and marketing cooperative!
Secretary Chen glared angrily at the sales staff of the supply and marketing cooperative, then said obsequiously to Zhou Jingyun, "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, Comrade Jingyun, it's all a misunderstanding!"
However, Zhou Jingyun did not want to let this arrogant group of salespeople off so easily. He pointed to the dark red silk on the counter and then to Ruan Miaomiao: "Secretary Chen also thinks that this old-fashioned cloth matches my educated youth Ruan Miaomiao very well?"
The woman Zhou Jingyun was pointing at had exquisite and captivating features, fair and delicate skin, and was dressed in elegant clothes, resembling a beautiful butterfly.
Such a person is naturally incompatible with that piece of silk that even his own mother would find old-fashioned.
Where is your director?
Knowing that this matter could not be easily dismissed, Secretary Chen coldly reprimanded Liu Li.
Seeing Liu Li obediently going to find someone, the salespeople, who had already sensed something was wrong, still pretended to be calm and pulled Liu Li along:
"You don't even know who they are, why are you looking for the director?"
"The director is so busy every day. If we go and invite everyone who wants to see him, wouldn't that be too much of a burden for him?"
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