On the other hand, Li Li had already arrived at Meng Zhen's doorstep.
Boom boom boom
He raised his foot and kicked the door.
The greater the resentment in your heart, the harder the kick will be.
Meng Zhen was startled by the sound of knocking on the door. He went to the window and saw a lot of people gathered outside the yard.
The leader is Li Li.
Li Li was holding a piece of fancy stuff in her hand.
A bit like...
If you look more carefully, you will know what it is.
I had a vague idea in my mind and guessed that the other party was here to cause trouble.
She definitely can't hide from this kind of thing. There might be potential customers for her out there, and she can't ruin her reputation.
She turned around and put a few things in her pocket.
He opened the door and went out to welcome him.
The door opens.
Don't hit a smiling person. Meng Zhen's pretty little face was smiling.
"Sister Li, what made you so angry?"
Li Li got angry when she saw her vixen-like face, but this time she was right, so she naturally had to take the initiative.
She threw the clothes in her hand to the ground and said, "Look at this rag you made. Is it a rag or clothes? It's drier than the pickles I made!"
"You dare to ask for hundreds of dollars for this? Are you selling something or robbing people? Huh?"
Meng Zhen didn't answer in a hurry. He bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground and checked them carefully.
I had a rough idea of what this piece of clothing had been through.
He explained slowly, "Sister Li, it's true that I made this dress, but the price is 80 yuan, not the few hundred yuan you said."
The employees and their families who were watching the excitement looked at each other.
It's a luxury to buy a rag for eighty yuan.
She continued, "Also, this dress is made of 80% mulberry silk, so it needs to be hand-washed in cold water. Do not use any detergents, soap powder, or perfumed soap. After washing, do not wring out the water vigorously. It should be laid flat to dry, and not exposed to direct sunlight. Although this material is delicate and difficult to care for, it is soft, comfortable, and UV-resistant, making it perfect for summer."
Meng Zhen doesn't speak loudly like Li Li does, but in a soft and clear voice, so everyone can calm down and listen to what he says.
But Li Li clearly didn't have the patience: "Why are you talking about this useless shit? Since you admitted that this was the dress you made, and now it's in this state, not only do you have to return my money, but you also have to pay me ten times the price for every fake one!"
"Sister Li, don't you understand what I just said? Washing silk fabrics requires careful attention. If you don't follow the instructions I gave you, they'll become wrinkled and shrunken, and the printed patterns will fade, appearing darker and lighter. Just like the dress you're wearing now.
So the problem is your washing method, not the quality of my clothes. I cannot compensate you or refund your money."
The corners of Meng Zhen's mouth straightened, his tone was still soft, but the meaning of his words was very clear.
What does the human-caused quality problems have to do with her?
The crowd of onlookers thought about her words.
Yes, they had also heard that silk clothes were very precious and needed to be carefully cared for.
It turned out that there was something wrong with Li Li's washing method, and she blamed it on the quality of other people's clothes.
Humph, wild boars can’t eat bran, you’re making a fool of yourself!
Li Li also recalled the time when she washed the skirt.
She took a shower first, then used the hot water to apply soap powder and scrub.
Then wring it out vigorously and hang it in the sun to dry.
Each one of them is jumping on the washing mine point.
Some family members even recalled some details: "Lili, I saw you washing your skirt in the bathhouse last night, and you even rubbed out the foam..."
"Yeah, the sun was so strong this morning, it's sure to fade if I stay in the sun all morning!"
"Yes, there's something wrong with your washing method, but you can't blame it on the quality of Comrade Meng's clothes."
A few days ago, Li Li didn't say that the clothes were from her studio, so no one thought about it that way.
Now we know that there are union officials among the onlookers, so they naturally speak up for Meng Zhen.
"The clothes have become like this, which actually proves that Comrade Meng used real materials!"
Family members who knew a little about fabrics had already stepped forward to study the wrinkled skirt.
Then he nodded repeatedly: "Yes, this must be mulberry silk, not cotton or polyester!"
Li Li didn't expect Meng Zhen to clear up the matter with just a few words.
Things had come to this point, and she couldn't lose face but her dignity. She stiffened her neck and said, "Since the washing method of the clothes is special, why didn't you tell me in advance? Why didn't you give Lao Chen a few instructions when he bought the skirt from you? Now you're talking after the fact. I think you are deliberately making trouble for me!"
Meng Zhen: "Sister Li, you are really wronging me. Wang Li bought the skirt from me. Look, there is the order record as proof."
She took out a notebook with information about different orders recorded on it.
The content not only includes the composition, materials and customer information of the clothes, but also includes actual pictures of the finished clothes.
The customer information includes instructions for washing and maintaining the skirt.
All information will be read and confirmed by the customer when signing, and the customer will sign in person.
Then keep one copy of the order receipt and give one copy to the customer.
The purpose is to reduce after-sales disputes as much as possible.
Everyone came forward to look at the order page.
The photo was indeed of Li Li's skirt, and Wang Li's name was in the signatory column.
Is there anything else I don’t understand?
So, Wang Li bought a skirt for Li Li?
this……
Are the two of them having an affair?
Just when everyone thought they had discovered some shocking gossip, Wang Li wiped the sweat off his face and panted as he got into the crowd.
After poking his head out, he apologized profusely to Meng Zhen, "I'm sorry, sister-in-law. This is my fault! I sold the skirt to Captain Chen, and it didn't fit my wife, so I thought I'd sell it at a loss. I forgot to give Captain Chen the receipt. Oh, look at my memory!"
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