"You..." The fat female salesperson blushed with shame and pointed at Shen Zhihuan with her stubby fingers. She was so angry that she couldn't speak for a long time.
"Finally, I'd like to give you one more piece of advice. Next time you want to curse someone, use your brain and don't just say it without thinking. When you have nothing to do, go home and take a good look at yourself in a mirror. If there is no mirror, you can just pee and look at yourself in the mirror." Shen Zhihuan had a smiling face.
"You consumptive patient...you..." The fat female salesperson was furious, and her chubby round face turned the color of liver.
"I'll beat you to death, you consumptive bastard!" said the fat female salesperson as she was about to rush forward.
A middle-aged female salesperson who was watching the fun saw that the situation was not good, so she hurried forward and grabbed the fat female salesperson.
A few words would be fine, but if a fight really breaks out, no one present will end up well.
Besides, the guy at the counter looked like he would fall down at the slightest gust of wind, so how could he withstand a punch from that fat pig? If someone got killed, her position as the team leader of the fruit section would be over, and she might even lose her job.
"I think I saw Director Tang." The middle-aged female salesperson whispered.
The fat saleswoman immediately stopped showing her aggressive expression, and even her grinning face disappeared, leaving only a face full of...
shy.
That shy and timid look is really funny.
Shen Zhihuan couldn't help himself...
He laughed to himself.
This caused the fat saleswoman to roll her eyes.
Seeing that the fat female salesperson was glaring at her again, and fearing that the two would start quarreling again, the middle-aged female salesperson quickly pulled the fat female salesperson away. During this time, the middle-aged female salesperson whispered something in her ear, and the fat female salesperson, who was originally indignant, smiled brightly in an instant.
At this time, a young woman wearing a floral dress and carrying a small shoulder bag walked towards the fruit counter, passing by watermelons and peaches... and finally stopped in front of the counter where lychees were placed.
The salesperson nearby hurried over with a smile.
Fresh……
The corners of Shen Zhihuan's mouth twitched uncontrollably.
The color of the peel has changed, how can you call it fresh? "Are there any that arrived today?" The young woman casually picked up the lychees on the counter.
"No." The salesperson pursed his lips and shook his head embarrassedly.
The lychee producing area is more than a thousand kilometers away from this county town. It takes two drivers taking turns to drive non-stop for almost a day and a night to get there. The round trip takes two days and two nights. This is when the cars are working well. If the cars go on strike, they may not be able to return in a week.
"Comrade, why don't you come tomorrow? We will have fresh lychees and peaches delivered tomorrow." The salesperson added.
"Okay, I'll come again tomorrow." The young woman said and turned to walk out.
Shen Zhihuan glanced at the salesperson who lowered her head and started to sort the lychees. Seeing that she didn't pay any attention to her as a background figure, Shen Zhihuan turned around with bright eyes.
The sun was shining brightly at this time, so there were not many people on the street. Occasionally there were one or two people walking in a hurry.
There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!
"Comrade, I have some fresh lychees, do you want some?" Shen Zhihuan glanced around casually, making sure there were no suspicious people. Then he quickly took a few steps to catch up with the young woman and whispered.
The young woman looked Shen Zhihuan up and down with scrutiny in her eyes.
Seeing that the young woman didn't respond, Shen Zhihuan quickly took out two lychees from his pocket and stuffed them into the young woman's hand.
"You can try it and then decide whether you want it or not."
(End of this chapter)