Upon hearing Zhang Xuemei's words, the aunt immediately waved behind her and shouted, "Everyone, stop looking! This is the place! Come on over!"
At that shout, a bunch of middle-aged women rushed into the store, each holding a flyer. They didn't say a word as soon as they came in and started grabbing clothes, afraid that they would miss out if they were too late.
"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Why are you pushing me?"
"I saw this first, bring it to me!"
"Just because you say it's yours doesn't mean it's yours. Did you pay for it?" an older woman retorted defiantly. She thought to herself, "You think you can just take what you want? Don't you know who I am?"
Zhang Xuemei was afraid that the group of middle-aged women would start arguing in her shop, so she quickly stepped forward to dissuade them, saying, "Aunties, don't be in a hurry. We have everything you need. I'll get more for you. Come to the cashier to pay for what you've chosen. If you like something, pay quickly. Some styles are running low."
Hearing her say that, Yang Sufeng, who was still hesitating about which clothes to choose, picked up the clothes in her hand and walked straight to the cashier, pulling her daughter along as she went, "Follow your mother closely, or you'll get squashed."
"Come on, calculate how much this costs. My goodness, there are so many people. I need to pay quickly so I can leave." Yang Sufeng felt a headache coming on as she looked at the group of middle-aged women behind her grabbing clothes as if they were free.
I don't know what they were thinking. Even if it's cheap, he still has to pay for it. It's not like he got it for free. Why are they fighting over it like this?
Xu Mingwan quickly picked out several pieces of adult clothing, casually stacked them on the counter, and then began folding children's clothes, smiling as she told Yang Sufeng a number.
"Fifteen adult items, 150 yuan; six children's items, 48 yuan; ten vests, 50 yuan; total 248 yuan."
"Ahem," Yang Sufeng was startled when she heard the number Xu Mingwan announced. When did she choose so many? Could she have miscounted?
Thinking this, she reached for the folded clothes and muttered to herself, "Are there really that many? Let me count them."
Xu Mingwan smiled good-naturedly, "Okay, big sister, count them yourself first, there shouldn't be any mistakes."
Yang Sufeng silently counted the money in her mind, then silently took out the money and handed it over, thinking that her family probably wouldn't need short sleeves for the next few years.
"Okay, that's exactly two hundred and forty-eight. Thank you for your patronage. Please come again next time if you need anything!"
The middle-aged woman waiting to pay saw Xu Mingwan put the clothes into a bag and hand it to Yang Sufeng. She immediately put the clothes in her hand on the counter and shouted, "Is it my turn? Hurry up and calculate it for me. I'm in a hurry to go home and call someone!"
“Okay, Auntie, don’t rush, I’ll calculate it for you.” Xu Mingwan replied with a smile. She knew that no matter how rushed she was, she couldn’t make a mistake in the accounting. Her sister-in-law had said that it was better to sell less than to make a mistake.
"Auntie, you have a total of 182 here. Let me pack them up for you."
"Okay, give me a few more bags, I need to give them away."
Upon hearing this, Xu Mingwan casually grabbed a few more bags and stuffed them in. A few bags weren't worth much money, so it didn't matter.
Zhang Xuemei watched the shop from the outside. She wasn't afraid of anything else, but she was worried that some unscrupulous older women might steal things. Summer clothes are thin, and it's easy to hide them on your person and take them out.
The elderly woman, who was really interested, wanted to look up to see if the boss was looking this way, but she saw Zhang Xuemei staring wide-eyed. Her hand froze, and she felt deflated. She couldn't help but complain in her heart, "Why are you watching so closely? Are you afraid I won't be able to steal it? Besides, how much is a piece of clothing worth?"
The sudden influx of so many people into Zhang Xuemei's shop attracted the attention of several shop owners next door.
"Hey, what do they sell? There are so many people, and they're all old ladies?" Chu Xiaoxiao held a clothes hanger in her hand and looked curiously into Zhang Xuemei's shop, but she couldn't see anything because the people inside were blocking her view.
"Who knows what it is? Clothing markets always sell the same things, but I saw they were selling them quite cheaply, I think I heard something about ten or eight yuan." Someone who had just overheard said casually.
"Look at these two women, they're so unethical! Who sells goods like that? Aren't they just trying to steal our business? All afternoon, all I saw were people coming into their shop, and I didn't sell anything." Zhao Laifeng stood at the door with her hands on her hips, feeling very unhappy.
"You can't say for sure that their business is doing well,"
"Business is good, it's all because the prices are low. Only those old women who love cheap things like it. They don't even realize that you get what you pay for. Humph!"
Logically speaking, Zhao Laifeng's shop mainly sells clothes for middle-aged and elderly people, so it shouldn't bother her. But who told her to be so petty? She was envious and resentful when she saw that Zhang Xuemei's shop had a lot of customers!
"Oh, who cares if it's cheap or not? They're making money off us while we just sit here and watch."
Chen Yan leaned against the door of her shop and said sourly, her shop was located at the very back, so there wasn't much foot traffic. Now everyone was going to Zhang Xuemei's side, and she could only stomp her feet in frustration.
"Making money? Ha, just you wait!" Zhao Laifeng sneered a few times. Since there was no one around, he locked the shop door and headed towards the market office.
"Where is Sister Zhao going?" Chu Xiaoxiao had a bad feeling as she watched Zhao Laifeng walk away. Could she be going to complain?
"Why do you care what she's doing? Go back to your room and rest for a while." Chen Yan rolled her eyes. Anyway, it wasn't her business. Let that idiot Zhao Laifeng do what she wanted!
Zhang Xuemei was so busy with her work that she didn't notice the lawsuit outside until someone shouted, "Is Zhang Xuemei here? Zhang Xuemei, come out for a moment."
"Oh, is someone calling me?" Zhang Xuemei hadn't noticed at first, but the aunt next to her nudged her and reminded her, "Boss, is someone outside calling you?"
As soon as Zhang Xuemei came out, she saw a middle-aged man standing at the entrance of her shop. Somewhat curiously, she asked, "I am Zhang Xuemei. What brings you here?"
Lu Qiang glanced into the shop and asked, "What do you sell in this shop? Why are there so many people?"
"Oh, I'm clearing out stock. They're all summer short-sleeved shirts. I notified the market when I rented the shop, and it's only for a few days."
Zhang Xuemei had anticipated that someone might report her for disrupting market prices, so when she rented the shop, she made it clear that she would be clearing out stock at low prices for the first week or so, and then operating normally.
Lu Qiang nodded after listening, glanced in Zhao Laifeng's direction, and then continued, "But your situation is somewhat affecting the surrounding businesses, don't you think..."
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