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The supply and marketing cooperative in the county town is undoubtedly one of the most imposing buildings in the city. The two-story brick house is painted white, and on the side wall are a few big red characters - Serving the People.

Rows of shelves are neatly arranged. Most of the items on the first floor are common daily necessities, such as pots and pans, grains, oils, soy sauces, vinegars, teas, vegetables, fruits...

The second floor is for rare and expensive large items, cloth, sewing machines, watches...

These days, buying things is not enough with money, tickets are also very important. If you have money but no tickets or tickets but no money, if you lack any of them, the salesperson will not even look at you.

The soda that Liang Qingqing had been thinking about for a long time was placed at the main entrance. There were not many people at this time, but a group of little puddings gathered in front of the big box of soda, chattering and chirping, but only two of them would actually spend money to buy it. They were all rushing to join in the fun and feel the coolness when the box was opened.

Ice is a rare thing, not available every day. They were lucky today and could drink ice soda.

"Don't gather here if you don't want to buy. Where are your parents? Take the children away quickly. It's so hot squeezed together."

The salesperson was wearing a uniform dark blue uniform, with two shiny pigtails hanging on her chest. Her pretty facial features were wrinkled together by the naughty children. It was obvious that she was extremely impatient.

Nowadays, jobs are all iron rice bowls, you can work for a lifetime, and there is no such thing as performance. No matter how much you sell, you get the same salary every month. So nowadays, there is no such thing as customers are God. On the contrary, customers have to look at the salesperson's face, for fear of offending him. The next time they want to buy something rare, he will make things difficult for them.

When parents who were shopping in the supply and marketing cooperative heard that the salesperson started to drive people away, they could not turn a blind eye and called their children to their side.

"Come here, didn't I just buy you a bottle a few days ago? I can't buy you one today."

Soda is just like candy. It's fine to buy it for children occasionally to try. These things are not enough to fill you up, and they are very expensive. How can ordinary families afford to eat them every day?

The sensible children who understand this truth are silent. Only a few naughty kids are still pestering their parents to buy them to drink. The crying and shouting mixed with the parents' teaching voices made the whole supply and marketing cooperative noisy for a while.

Liang Qingqing rubbed her ears, took two steps at a time, and squeezed in when there were fewer people on the soda stand.

"What flavor of soda do you have?"

The big box of soda was covered with a big quilt. It was gray and black and no one knew how long it had been used. At this moment, the quilt was pressed down by the pretty salesperson, so you couldn't see what was inside.

Hearing the question, the pretty salesperson didn't even raise her eyelids, playing with her fingertips, and said with contempt: "You haven't bought it before? We just have one kind of soda, drink it if you like."

"Hey, what kind of service attitude is this?" Liang Qingqing, who came from a wealthy family, had been flattered by salespeople when shopping outside since she was a child. She had never met such a salesperson who looked down on her. She was so angry that her breathing became a little faster.

"Service? What service? I haven't heard of it." The pretty salesperson picked up a fan beside her and fanned herself, looking like a dead pig that was not afraid of boiling water.

Liang Qingqing sneered: "Can't you see the big words 'Serve the People' outside? Haven't you read the Chairman's Quotations?"

Hearing this, the pretty salesperson paused in fanning herself and finally raised her head to look forward. After seeing Liang Qingqing's appearance, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes and her heart skipped a beat. Then she quickly took a look at her clothes and saw that they were shabby and the clothes and pants were not made of good material. She immediately put her heart at ease.

"Don't put the blame on me. If you want to drink, give me the money and the ticket. If you don't want to drink, leave immediately. The weather is so hot. If you don't want to buy, there are plenty of people who will. Don't block the way."

After hearing this, Liang Qingqing had no time to speak. Fan Yanxing, who was standing two steps behind her, frowned and spoke first with a cold voice.

"Whether you have bought it before or not, you should fulfill your responsibilities, answer questions well, sell goods well, and not be arrogant and take things lightly."

Fan Yanxing spoke neither humbly nor arrogantly. His voice was not particularly loud, but it was particularly shocking. After the words fell, the crying of the naughty children around them became much quieter, and other people looked sideways in the direction of them.

"Are you quarreling?"

"What's going on? Can anyone tell me what happened?"

The voices of discussion flooded into her ears. Seeing that everyone was looking at her, the pretty saleswoman felt embarrassed and immediately slammed her fan on the box of soda and shouted at Fan Yanxing at the top of her voice: "Who are you? Are you here to lecture someone?"

Although the two people were dressed in completely different clothes, it was obvious that the man was with the woman. Otherwise, why would he defend her so much? The friends of a country bumpkin must be country bumpkins too. There is nothing he cannot afford to offend.

"It doesn't matter who I am, but I remember that you salesmen all have training before you take up your post, right? Didn't your leader teach you how to take up your post? If you didn't do the training well, go back and learn it well before you go back to work."

Fan Yanxing pulled Liang Qingqing, who was standing there staring at him, behind him to protect her, and imitated the pretty saleswoman to pat the box with one hand. At this time, the advantage of being tall came out, coupled with his excellent figure and stern face, just standing there gave off an indescribable pressure.

"Why, why, do you still want to hit someone?"

The pretty saleswoman swallowed her saliva and subconsciously took a step back as her eyes swept over Fan Yanxing's tall figure. How could this man know the internal affairs of their supply and marketing cooperative?

Could it be that you can't judge a person by his appearance? What kind of background does he have?

They did provide training to every employee before they took up their posts, but it was just a formality. No one would pay attention to it after they officially started working, so no one took it to heart, and even almost forgot about it. Now that the other party suddenly brought it up, to be honest, she still felt a little guilty.

"I don't want to hit anyone, and I won't hit anyone, but you must apologize today, otherwise I will ask your leader how he trained you." His black pupils were like a deep dark pool, and when he stared at you, you couldn't help but feel uneasy.

The pretty salesperson clenched her palms and was about to curse back, but at this moment, footsteps came from behind her, and then a familiar voice interrupted her words that were about to come out.

"What are you all doing here? What's going on?"

A middle-aged woman wearing the same uniform walked out of the supply and marketing cooperative, her eyes swept over everyone, and finally landed on Fan Yanxing's face.

It would be strange if she didn't hear such a big commotion. At first she just watched, thinking that the young couple would definitely give in soon, but she didn't expect them to be more serious.

If she didn't come out, according to Xiaotian's temper, it was estimated that a big disaster would happen.

Besides, she had read countless people, and this young man's words and deeds were extraordinary, so he was probably not an ordinary person. Although this girl was dressed simply, her face and temperament were not something that ordinary people could have.

Could it be that someone from the higher-ups came to investigate? No, no, no, that shouldn't be possible, otherwise how could she not have received any news?

But no matter what, today's matter would be resolved.

Seeing that someone who looked like a manager had come out, Fan Yanxing stopped arguing with that person and briefly explained the whole story. Liang Qingqing added that they were all telling the truth without exaggeration.

"Are what Oda and the others said right?" The middle-aged salesman turned around and asked the pretty salesman. The latter wanted to make some excuses, but in front of so many people, she felt embarrassed and could only hold back and refused to nod or shake her head.

Seeing her reaction, the middle-aged salesman knew what she was talking about. He sighed and smiled reluctantly, "It was indeed Oda who was wrong. You should apologize quickly and then go inside to check the candy cabinet."

As the middle-aged salesman spoke, he pulled the pretty salesman's arm and gave her a look, which was obviously to give her a way out and also to warn her not to make trouble again.

Seeing this, the pretty saleswoman naturally understood the other party's hint after being under the same roof for so long. She bit her lip, knowing that this was the best way to deal with the matter. Otherwise, if the incident really got to the upper level, not only would she be criticized, but Sister Li would also be scolded.

After hesitating for a moment, she still reluctantly said sorry in the direction of Fan Yanxing and Liang Qingqing, then covered her face with her hands and hurriedly walked into the supply and marketing cooperative.

"I'm so sorry. Everyone, please continue buying what you need to buy. It's so hot, let's go soon." Sister Li chased away the onlookers who were watching the show, then looked at Fan Yanxing and Liang Qingqing again, and said with a smile, "What do you want to buy?"

"Two bottles of soda." Fan Yanxing answered while opening the shoulder bag he was carrying and preparing to take money out of it. Unexpectedly, Liang Qingqing interrupted him and said, "One bottle is enough." Hearing this

, Fan Yanxing froze in her action of taking the money and looked at her in surprise. She had been thinking about these two bottles of soda all the way, why did she change her mind at the last minute?

Seeing Fan Yanxing looking over, Liang Qingqing tucked her hair around her ears a little embarrassedly, her eyes wandering and not daring to look at him, she stammered: "Just consider it as a thank you for helping me just now."

The breeze blew up the girl's long hair that was not tied up properly, and when it brushed across the back of her hand, it was a tingling sensation.

Suddenly, he curled his lips: "Two more bottles, thank you."

Sister Li's eyes swept between the two of them, the corners of her mouth curved upwards, and after responding, she deftly opened the quilt and cover on the box and took out two bottles of soda from it.

The cool breath swirled in the air, which was extremely comfortable.

"Hey, why don't you understand me? I told you I only want one bottle, why did you spend the extra money?" Liang Qingqing's cheeks puffed up, her eyes widened and she looked at him fiercely. When she pointed out the problem with a long tone, she looked cute and coquettish.

Coquettish? Cute?