Chapter 46: My hands are itching, I understand
The people at the mall management were afraid that the matter would get out of hand, so they brought the two to the office for mediation.
The proprietress covered her scalp and groaned, shouting that she wanted to call the police.
Song Rui is calm and composed. What can calling the police do?
She pulled her hair and twisted her with a metal clip without even slapping her, and it was the proprietress who made the first move in front of everyone.
This is not the era of later times when you would have to pay 50,000 yuan for a slap.
There were a lot of fights at that time, so it was not a big deal if there was no blood.
Not to mention that it was just two women fighting each other and just pulling some hair off.
"Call the police quickly, and let everyone know how you sell your products at Spring Department Store. Seeing me with a child, you just push me. Isn't this bullying us orphans and widows? If someone doesn't know, they would think your mall is a den of wolves and tigers. Call the police quickly, and I have to complain to my police colleagues."
The manager of the shopping mall management office was named Zheng. Upon hearing this, he glared at the proprietress.
The proprietress's name was Zheng Yan. Actually, she was somewhat of a relative of his, but the relationship was not too close.
But if he hadn't arranged it on purpose, she wouldn't have had such a good place.
Of course, he also gained some benefits from it.
But the more this is the case, the more careful we have to be in dealing with this issue.
If someone were to find out that he was biased and protective, and if it was discovered that he was related to Zheng Yan, he would lose his job.
What's more, even if we call the police, they won't be in the right. If the news of a fight between the store owner and the customer gets out, it will be difficult to deal with.
After his glare, Zheng Yan became much more obedient and no longer dared to make a fuss or call the police.
Song Rui noticed something, sneered, and glanced between the two of them.
The two men were already feeling guilty, and they felt even more uncomfortable when she looked at them like that.
It was Manager Zheng who spoke first after he coughed dryly.
"Ma'am, I'm sorry. It was wrong for her to push you, but please be more understanding. She has been relying on this period of time to make more money throughout the year."
When Song Rui heard this, she replied, "Then she should understand me. She relies on this time to let me have a good time all year round. I am too embarrassed to hit her during normal times."
"You are shameless!" Zheng Yan stood up and cursed angrily, "How can you be so shameless? You hit someone and still want me to sympathize with you? What's wrong with you?"
Song Rui slammed the table fiercely, frightening the two of them. "You are crazy! Why should I understand you pushing someone? What's the point of her earning money for me?"
"Alright, alright."
Manager Zheng saw that Song Rui was not buying his tricks, so he quickly tried to smooth things over, "I'm sorry, I was wrong. How about you two take a step back and shake hands and make peace today?"
"Manager, how can we both back down? Look how she pulled my hair!"
Zheng Yan held her hair, which had obviously become thinner, and her eyes were red with pain. "Manager, she must compensate me!"
The manager looked at Song Rui in embarrassment.
If the person is easy to talk to, it would be fine to ask for some compensation by both soft and hard means.
But facing Song Rui, the manager always felt it was impossible.
Unexpectedly, Song Rui actually nodded.
"I think she's right. She must compensate me. I spent 500 dollars to buy this cotton-padded jacket, which was specially customized. She tore it up like this. She must pay for it."
Phew…
Nan Nan couldn't hold back her laughter.
Her mother bought this dress at the vegetable market last year for five yuan.
Feeling that her mother was stabbing her from behind, Nan Nan quickly folded her hands and covered her mouth.
Seeing her smile, Song Rui also wanted to laugh, but she bit the soft flesh on her cheek and tried not to laugh out loud.
Zheng Yan was so angry that smoke was about to come out of her head. She wanted to make a scene, but was stopped by the manager with just a look.
"In that case, let's each bear our own losses. Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth."
Zheng Yan knew it was useless to argue any further, so she could only swallow her anger.
But seeing Song Rui leaving with her child, she couldn't help but mutter, "Poor people are poor people. They can't even afford a small item, and yet they dare to brag about their cotton-padded jacket costing 500 yuan. It's really ridiculous."
Song Rui listened and turned around and said, "You are right. I didn't intend to buy your things just now. I came to do business with you."
"You're laughing so hard, I don't accept broken, broken..."
The word "broken" was in my mouth, but I couldn't say it out.
Because Song Rui took out the sample from the cloth bag she was carrying.
Two small butterflies with fluttering wings landed in her hands. Both the color and style were so beautiful and novel that she had never seen before.
This time, Zheng Yan was really dumbfounded.
She has been in the small accessories business for many years, so she naturally knows the market for this thing.
If you miss this, you will miss a lot of money.
Zheng Yan still wanted to talk about the business, so she forced a smile, but when she saw the person leave, her smile was uglier than crying.
Manager Zheng pointed at her with a look of disappointment, "You deserve it! You are guarding the best spot by the door. If your business is surpassed by others again, you will be fired! Don't come to beg me when the time comes!"
Zheng Yan also felt aggrieved.
What's wrong with respecting the clothes first and then the person?
She opened her shop there not for charity, so why would you look at it if you don't want to buy anything?
Who asked her to dress up even though she came out to discuss business?
Zheng Yan held her breath in her heart and turned to the manager and said, "Uncle, don't be angry. It's no big deal. I don't believe that she is the only one who has that good stuff. Tomorrow, no, I will ask my husband to go to the wholesale market to look for the stuff. I don't believe that I won't be able to sell it without her."
"Hurry up! You are playing dumb."
The manager cursed again and asked the person to leave.
When Zheng Yan came out of the office, Song Rui was not far away.
She watched Song Rui walk back to her stall, then turn and go to the second stall next to hers.
Competitors are enemies.
Not to mention that they are colleagues who are so close to each other.
That's a relationship where they're stealing money from each other's pockets.
If you dream about it at night, you have to say it is bad luck.
The female shop owner next door is named Meng, she is tall and has a ponytail.
The fight just started and she watched it from beginning to end.
Now seeing Song Rui running towards her, she subconsciously covered her hair.
Her hair is not as big as Zheng Yan's, and she has too little hair to stand being pulled.
Song Rui was stunned by her defensive posture. She stood in front of her, unable to express her intention for a moment.
Meng Qingshu quickly said politely: "Look, look at it, take your time, there's no rush."
Song Rui couldn't help laughing and took out a sample from her pocket. "Sister, I'm not buying anything. I'm here to discuss business."
Meng Qingshu's eyes fell on her hands and she couldn't take her eyes away for a moment.
She seemed to see countless winged banknotes flying out of the pocket of Zheng Yan next to her and fluttering into her arms.
Zheng Yan is truly Meng Qingshu’s benefactor!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
