Chapter 82 Visiting the Supply and Marketing Cooperative



After Su Ruoli left the black market, she went straight to the supply and marketing cooperative.

When Su Ruoli arrived at the supply and marketing cooperative, she saw Zhang Sitong arguing with a girl in a blouse.

There were a lot of people standing around. Su Ruoli quickly walked through the crowd and walked to Zhang Sitong.

"What happened? What happened?" Su Ruoli asked.

The girl in the brazilian skirt spoke first: "She tore my skirt and she won't admit it."

Su Ruoli looked at the girl, then turned to ask Zhang Sitong, "Sitong, what do you think happened?"

Zhang Sitong said: "Ruoli, I really didn't scratch her skirt, it was my boss who tore a hole in her skirt when she walked past me.

Then I reminded her, and she insisted that I tore her skirt and asked me to compensate her with another one.”

Su Ruoli looked at the girl in front of her and said, "Where is your wound? Can you let me take a look? If it was really broken by my friend, we will definitely compensate you."

"Okay, that's what you said." Then she pointed to a hole in the hem of her skirt and said, "Look, this is the hole. She tore it for me." After saying that, she pointed at Zhang Sitong.

Su Ruoli squatted down and looked carefully at the hole in the skirt. It was obviously caused by burns. Could this girl be blackmailing her?

Su Ruoli stood up and said, "Girl, are you sure you didn't tear the skirt yourself?"

The girl in the skirt's eyes flashed, and she said stubbornly, "It's my own skirt, how could I bear to tear it? She tore it for me, so hurry up and compensate me for the money or the skirt."

Su Ruoli said, "Okay, since you insist that my friend broke yours, then tell me what she used to break it for you."

The girl in the skirt said, "How would I know what she used to scratch my skin? She was pushing a bicycle, so it must have been the bicycle that scratched me."

OK, OK, OK! Not only did you wrongly accuse my friend, you also wronged my bicycle.

"Haha!" Su Ruoli laughed sarcastically, then said, "Then my bicycle is really amazing. It caught fire and even burned your skirt."

"I don't understand what you are saying. Anyway, my skirt was torn by your friend."

You won't cry until you see the coffin. Since you don't admit it, I will make you admit it.

Su Ruoli looked around the crowd and found an honest-looking lady.

Then he said to the old lady, "Auntie, come and take a look. Her hole is obviously burned, and she still refuses to admit it!"

The old lady came closer to take a look and saw that it was indeed burned. She said directly: "You girl, you look so cute and well-behaved, why didn't you see clearly? It's obviously burned. We can't wrongly accuse her."

Su Ruoli then said to the crowd, "Anyone who doesn't believe me can come and see. This hole was obviously burned, and she's wrongly accusing my friend."

Sure enough, there were some ladies in the crowd who came over to look, and after seeing it, they all looked at the girl in the skirt with disapproval.

An old lady said, "You kid, it's torn, it can be worn again after mending it, why are you wrongly accusing me?"

The girl was surrounded by people and her face turned red as she was being talked about. She pushed through the crowd and tried to run away.

Su Ruoli grabbed her arm.

The girl in the skirt said, "Let go, why are you pulling me? I don't want you to pay me."

Su Ruoli got angry after hearing this and said, "What do you mean you don't want us to compensate you? What does it have to do with us? You broke it yourself and now you're apologizing to my friend. You wronged someone and you want to just walk away."

"I'm sorry, that's enough!"

"Sitong, did you hear that?" Su Ruoli turned and looked at Zhang Sitong and asked.

"No, did anyone speak just now?"

"Did you hear that? My friend didn't hear your apology. Please say it again sincerely." Su Ruoli said.

The girl in the skirt yelled, "I'm...sorry... Did you hear me? It's okay now!" But her face turned red with embarrassment.

Su Ruoli didn't say anything, but just let go of her hand. The girl glared at Su Ruoli and Zhang Sitong fiercely, then stomped her feet.

Then he shouted at the crowd, "What are you looking at? Get out of here!" He squeezed through the crowd and ran away.

From a distance, it looked like he was wiping his face with his hand. Could he be crying?

The crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed when they saw the protagonist leave.

Su Ruoli took Zhang Sitong to the supply and marketing cooperative and started shopping, buying whatever they needed.

Su Ruoli thought that she had never bought any clothes in such a long time since she came here, and all the clothes were in the space. Why not go buy some clothes today?

"Sitong, do you want to go shopping for clothes? I want to see what clothes are available here." Su Ruoli asked.

"Okay, let's go check it out!"

The two little girls went to look at clothes hand in hand. Zhang Sitong noticed a white turtleneck sweater with her sharp eyes, pointed at it and said, "Ruoli, I think that white sweater looks good."

It's still so hot now, and they're already selling sweaters? Su Ruoli was surprised to realize that she had been here for so long.

"It's quite nice. Let's go and ask if we can try it on." Su Ruoli also thought that the sweater was quite nice.

"Hello, comrade, can you show us that white sweater?" Su Ruoli pointed at the white sweater and said to the salesperson at the counter.

"That white sweater is 18 yuan. Would you like to buy it? If not, don't look at it to avoid getting it dirty." The salesperson looked down on him.

"If you don't show it to us, how will we know whether to buy it or not?" said Zhang Sitong.

The salesperson remained unmoved and said directly, "Are your hands clean? You will have to pay for it if you make them dirty."

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