Zhou Hongyan was just like a landlord's wife in the old society. She would be unhappy to see her idle and would start scolding her.

Furthermore, she discovered a startling secret: when the clothes in the clothing store were delivered, they all looked like they had been worn.

There were only a few small stains on the tops of the clothes. Zhou Hongyan and his wife washed and ironed them before hanging them on the shelf for sale.

Zhou Hongyan was on guard against her and didn't let her know, but she still found out.

She did not leave, but only asked for a salary increase, and Zhou Hongyan agreed.

But as her salary increased, she had to do more and more work.

The night before, Zhou Hongyan asked her to check a batch of clothes that had been delivered to see if there was anything missing in the trouser pockets.

She had been working for a day and accidentally fell asleep, so she took a break and just picked a few to look at. She didn't expect to find such a big mess.

Finished!

"Just wait, Zhou Hongyan, this matter is not over today!"

The fat woman pointed at Zhou Hongyan's nose. Seeing more and more people coming, Zhou Hongyan gave in and said, "Sister, keep your voice down.

You can do whatever you want, can we go in and talk first?"

"We still need to do business in the future!"

The fat woman glanced at Zhou Hongyan, and since she didn't dare to do anything, she followed Zhou Hongyan into the store.

The onlookers wanted to follow 껗 to see, but were almost hit on the nose by 껗's shop door slamming shut.

Xiaoyu scratched her ears and cheeks, looking expectant, "Manager, do you think that bad woman is going to be in trouble this time?"

"I don't know. Just watch here and call the boss."

"good."

Wang Juan hung up the phone and learned that Jiang Li would go to the Industry and Commerce Bureau to handle the matter, and she felt relieved.

Seeing that the people on the other side hadn't said anything for a while, the customers gradually came back, but they were still talking about the Hongyan Clothing Store.

The customers who were originally in the Hongyan clothing store went home, and the remaining few who were itching to join in the fun decided to go to another clothing store.

As she was walking around, she started trying it out. More and more people came into the store, and Wang Juan was delighted.

"Xiao Yu, get clothes for the guests."

"Okay."

…

"Sister, please sit down first!"

Zhou Hongyan smiled at the fat woman in a flattering way, and the fat woman felt nauseous.

The things in this clothing store were all worn by dead people. This store is not clean either. It was cold in winter and her back was wet with sweat.

"I don't want to sit here anymore. Just pay the money to 놖놖 and leave."

"Come on, sister, this dress is eighteen dollars in total, I'll return it to you."

The fat woman glared and slammed the glass cabinet with her fat palm. "What are you talking about? You only want to pay for the clothes? You're dreaming.

I'm telling you, I got rashes all over my body from wearing dirty clothes.

If you go to the hospital, you have to pay for the medical expenses. "

Zhou Hongyan wanted to slap this stinky woman in the face, but she still smiled ingratiatingly, "Sister, our new store doesn't make much profit.

The man is gone, we really have no other choice, we borrowed money to open this store, and the debt has not been paid off yet..."

"This is your own business. I don't ask for much, just one thousand yuan. Take the money and forget about it.

Otherwise, you know, I will go to the Industry and Commerce Bureau to report you for selling inferior goods as good ones, buying dead people's clothes and selling them as new ones."

“No, no, no!”

Zhou Hongyan looked at the man who was huddled aside and dared not say a word. She felt angry and anxious. This useless guy didn't even know how to come out and talk for mercy.

In order to make money, he quit his job. If the store goes bankrupt, his whole family will be left with nothing.

This matter must be suppressed.

"We'll pay, but sister, can you pay less?"

The fat woman sneered, "It's okay if it's less, but I can't guarantee that you will tell the truth when someone asks you.

If your store gets a bad reputation, don’t blame me.”

This was a threat, a blatant threat. Zhou Hongyan bit it into pieces and swallowed it, "Lao Wu, give me the money."

After counting the money several times, the fat woman snorted coldly, stood up, threw the medical record on the ground, and walked away leisurely.

Zhou Hongyan looked at the cash register with only some change left and felt like crying but had no tears.

I've earned more than two thousand dollars from all this busy work. I just received more than a thousand dollars worth of new goods yesterday, and I'm holding them all.

Now we have to make back our investment by selling this batch of goods.

Ge Shasha tried to minimize her presence as much as possible, lowered her head and rubbed the glass with a rag. She accidentally kicked a bunch of plastic clothes hangers, which made a rustling sound for half a minute.

Zhou Hongyan was angry, she picked up a clothes hanger and went to Ge Shasha, "How do you do your job? You are so clumsy, you ruined all the things in the store.

Were you also so lazy when you were on the other side before?"

Zhou Hongyan became angrier and angrier as she spoke, "Why did a medical record appear in my clothes?

I told you to check all the pockets of your clothes, did you do it? "

Ge Shasha stammered, "Sister Yan, it was done. I really checked it out. Maybe you made a mistake before."

She denied it outright, which made Zhou Hongyan hesitate. Lao Wu at the side also spoke up for Ge Shasha, "Shasha has always been serious about her work, so she must have sneaked in through a strange trick."

"Shut up, what's your business?

If you had been more careful and checked carefully, wouldn't this have happened? "

"One thousand yuan, we earned it early in the morning, and half of it was taken away this time," Zhou Hongyan said bitterly, not noticing the gloomy face of Lao Wu behind her.

"Whatever the case, you didn't do it right.

This month's commissions will be deducted and only the basic salary will be paid."

Ge Shasha was dumbfounded. The basic salary was only five yuan.

She worked her ass off to earn commission, but this woman just deducted her commission. She is even more cruel than Zhou Baopi!

She bit her lip and endured it, wanting to resign immediately, but if she lost her job, her mother didn't know how to scold her.

No, she had to find a way to go back to the clothing store across the street. Once the store manager agreed, she would immediately stop serving Zhou Hongyan, the old woman.

…

It was time for lunch again. Chen Xianyun came to deliver lunch and several employees were laughing and talking happily.

Ge Shasha's eyes became red unconsciously, she thought she was so stupid, she gave up real gold and chose a superficial job.

Not only is it hard and tiring, and I have no money, but I also have to endure the bullying.

A hand stroked Ge Shasha's trembling shoulder. Ge Shasha looked up and jumped. She stepped back several steps in fright, "Brother Wu."

"Shasha, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?

Are you unhappy because your sister Hong criticized you? "

Ge Shasha looked at Wu Jianshe's shoulder, which was only a finger away from her, and felt nauseous.

But thinking of her withheld wages, she said to Wu Jianshe with tears in her eyes, "Sister Hong is unhappy today. I know and understand."