Li Shaohua and Xu Haifeng were looking at the defective yarn that didn't need a ticket. When they heard Han Zhenyu's voice, they realized that there was a quarrel, and they hurried over.
At this time, some people in the crowd were already applauding and cheering. They looked like working class people, and they must have been bullied by these sales clerks in the past.
The fashionably dressed salesperson was furious at being accused of such a big crime in public by Han Zhenyu, and was about to have a big fight with him.
When she heard people clapping and making noises, she glared angrily at those people who were eager to create chaos and still did not realize the seriousness of the situation.
Those who can work here must have very well-off family backgrounds, so these people think they are superior and look down on customers who are dressed simply. Not to mention rolling their eyes and making sarcastic remarks, it is common for them to swear at customers.
But most people who come to buy things will endure it even if they are offended.
Sometimes, in order to pick out something you like, you have to smile at the salesperson. There is no other way, this is the era of supply exceeding demand.
Therefore, some sales clerks with low quality take chicken feathers as a token of authority, acting as if the department store is owned by their family.
This proud salesperson is usually praised by others. How could he have ever suffered such insults?
Seeing that a country bumpkin dared to teach her a lesson, her face turned grim and she started arguing with Han Zhenyu.
She was smart and knew that her words had angered everyone, so she tried to defend herself, "I don't look down on country people, stop confusing right and wrong here."
Then he said impatiently: "Don't you understand what I'm saying? I've already told you that this dress costs more than 100 yuan, and it requires foreign exchange coupons. You can't afford it, so why are you touching it? Can you afford to pay for it if it gets damaged?"
"The eyes of the masses are sharp. Everyone heard what you just said. There is no point in quibbling." Han Zhenyu sneered, with no intention of backing down, and brought the subject back.
Han Zhenyu stared at her and asked aggressively, "What do you mean by what you said just now? How do you know I can't afford this dress? Can't we even look at or touch the clothes in the department store?"
"Then why are these clothes displayed here? Who are they for? Who are they for? Who are they for? Who are they for? Or do you think that ordinary people are not worthy of coming to the department store, not worthy of buying things in it, and not worthy of wearing the clothes here?"
Han Zhenyu kept saying that he was unworthy, which reminded the onlookers of the humiliation they had suffered in the past. Some of the brave ones shouted:
"This comrade is right. Aren't you just working here? What's so great about that? Every time I come to buy something, I have to look at your faces, as if I owe you money. It's not like we didn't pay. Why should we put up with your anger?"
At this time, Han Zhenyu pointed at the banner on the wall and said loudly: "It says Serving the People, but you roll your eyes at the people and make sarcastic remarks. Is this how a department store serves the people?"
Seeing that the incident was getting bigger and bigger, more and more people gathered at the wardrobe counter, condemning the salesperson for his bad attitude and looking down on others.
Some were just there to watch the fun, while others had been given the cold shoulder by these sales clerks before but did not dare to resist. Now that someone has stepped forward, they began to talk about the unfair treatment they had suffered.
At the beginning, a few sales clerks came over to help say a few words, but perhaps as they saw more and more people accusing others, they all got scared and hid away.
At this time, a leader-like person came over hurriedly and asked, "What's going on? What happened?"
When the salesperson saw him, he immediately complained, "Manager Miao, this man is causing trouble here."
Han Zhenyu didn't even look at her and asked Manager Miao directly, "Hello, comrade, are you the manager of the department store?"
Manager Miao nodded, looked him up and down calmly, and then asked with a smile: "Comrade, I am the manager in charge of the second floor, my name is Miao Ruichuan. May I ask how I can help you?"
Han Zhenyu pointed at the arrogant salesperson and said, "Manager Miao, this female comrade said that the department store is not a place for country people to enter, let alone serve country bumpkins."
"I just want to ask, can ordinary people like us enter this department store? Are the things here worthy of our purchase? Do we have to be classified according to class when buying things here? Although I am a country boy and have not seen much of the world, I have been to many places and have never heard of discrimination against farmers. I think this female comrade's ideas are a bit unbelievable, so I argued with her for a few words."
Han Zhenyu looked at the manager's shocked expression and said calmly, "This is still a rule in Hai City. I just came here and don't quite understand it, so I would like to ask you to help me solve it."
Manager Miao was sweating at what he said. People nearby were talking about it. He quickly explained, "Comrade, the purpose of our department store is to serve the people. We treat everyone equally, whether they are migrant workers or farmers. We will never discriminate against any group."
Han Zhenyu said with a half-smile: "I said, although we country folk are poor, the crops we grow feed the whole nation. How can we eat with a bowl in hand and then curse after putting it down?"
He didn't believe that Manager Miao really didn't know what his subordinates were doing. It was just that since no one was making a fuss, they didn't bother to care. Or maybe they were used to this attitude.
"Yes, yes, yes, this comrade is absolutely right. We are no longer hungry now, and we really have to thank our fellow farmers." Manager Miao wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
Seeing that the salesperson was pouting in dissatisfaction and looked like she was about to stand up and argue, he glared at her fiercely and signaled her with his eyes to shut up.
Manager Miao smiled and said, "This salesperson has only been here for a short time. She has not received adequate training on the business, and what she said only represents herself. I will report this matter and will definitely impose severe penalties on her. I hope everyone will calm down."
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