struggle in a small town

Chapter 56 Want to pour dirty water on my head
After dinner, Lin Zhiyuan volunteered to do the washing up.

Zhang Xuejiao sat down in front of the computer again and started working.

Lin Zhiyuan tidied up the kitchen, walked over and looked at her screen: "It's not over yet?"

"It's almost over."

Zhang Xuejiao turned her chair to face him: "I have contacted several clothing companies, and the prices are not very satisfactory. It seems that I have to do it first before I have the right to bargain."

"Have you searched in 1688?"

"Yeah." Zhang Xuejiao turned to the screen again, moved the mouse to click a folder: "After screening, I found out that the brands I bought before, they just imitated other people's styles, but this kind of thing is very common in the clothing industry."

Lin Zhiyuan grabbed her hand and clicked through each photo, but couldn't see anything.

Feeling his body temperature, Zhang Xuejiao suddenly blushed.

It seemed that since that night, the two hadn't had any close contact.

Although she has no experience, it has been depicted in movies and novels. Men may, probably, maybe need comfort every now and then?
Suddenly she felt uncomfortable.

Lin Zhiyuan noticed it, and lowered his head: "What's wrong?"

"Then what." Zhang Xue's voice was like a mosquito: "Let's wash up and go to bed."

Lin Zhiyuan received the signal, but deliberately pretended to be puzzled: "Didn't you sleep in the middle of the night?"

Zhang Xuejiao thought about it.

She thought that Lin Zhiyuan had no idea, and felt even more ashamed: "That's okay, I'll be busy for a while."

Lin Zhiyuan was depressed.

He forgot that Xiaoxue's brain circuit is different from others.

To deal with her, you can only go straight.

Leaning close to her ear, Lin Zhiyuan came out with a seductive voice: "Is the sleep you said the same as the sleep I think?"

Zhang Xuejiao's face was almost embedded in the computer desk.

Lin Zhiyuan quickly turned off the computer, and hugged her up: "It seems to be the same."

When Lin Zhiyuan woke up, Zhang Xuejiao had already gone out.

There was a plate of breakfast on the table, and there was a note: I went to the store, call me if there is anything to do.

Without even thinking about it, Lin Zhiyuan found his cell phone and dialed it.

No one answered all the time.

Panic.

I was afraid that something might happen to her.

The second time I dialed, someone finally answered: "Brother Lin, this is Zuo Ting, sister Jiao is busy."

"Okay, let her call me back later."

Half an hour later, Zhang Xuejiao came back to him and asked him what's the matter.

The tenderness last night was as if it were fake, Lin Zhiyuan really had nowhere to vent his grievances, and asked sullenly, "Can I call you if I have nothing to do?"

"It's usually okay to make a phone call."

Lin Zhiyuan pinched the bridge of his nose: "We are boyfriend and girlfriend, I miss you, so I called you."

"I understand." Zhang Xuejiao was a little shy: "Then you can call me anytime."

Lin Zhiyuan was very pleased.

The silly girl finally changed.

Zuo Ting's voice faintly came from the phone: "Hello."

A guest came to the door.

Then there was another voice: "Refund the money! Your old clothes have shrunk and faded."

Just as Lin Zhiyuan was about to turn up the volume, Zhang Xuejiao hurriedly said, "Hang up first, I have something to deal with."

Hearing that there was trouble, and worried that Zhang Xuejiao would not be able to handle it, Lin Zhiyuan hurriedly changed his shoes and ran to the mall.

Zhang Xuejiao dealt with customers with a smile on her face: "The clothes sold in our store are all in stock. Yours is really not our product."

The customer stood at the door of the store with a particularly loud voice: "I bought it here."

Slowly, people gathered around, obviously watching the excitement.

Zhang Xuejiao asked customers to enter the store several times, but she refused, but her voice became louder and louder.

Zuo Ting finally found the same style of clothes from the broken stock.

Zhang Xuejiao received it in her hand: "This is the model we bought a few years ago, and only one of the smallest size is left. You see, although the model in your hand is the same, the brand and logo are completely different."

The customer is still arguing: "The goods you took twice are different, and the good and bad are mixed together."

Zhang Xuejiao's heart sank.

This kind of words is definitely not something that ordinary customers can say.

It was clearly instigated by colleagues to find fault.

Zhang Xuejiao's smile faded a little: "I open the door to do business, relying on repeat customers. If it is really cheating, this store will not be able to open long ago."

"I don't care, you give me my money back."

Zhang Xuejiao didn't panic, and raised her voice: "How much did you pay for it?"

"160."

Zhang Xuejiao signaled Zuo Ting to bring the account book, and turned to the record of the same item: "Look, none of the sales from me are less than 300."

"You write it yourself, and you can write as much as you want."

Zhang Xuejiao closed the account book with a "snap": "I'm telling you the truth and presenting the facts, but you're playing tricks on me? You know exactly where you bought this dress."

"I bought it from you."

Although Zhang Xuejiao was still laughing, her tone was a bit more serious: "Since we don't agree, it's better to call the police."

When Lin Zhiyuan came, he only saw the customer swearing and leaving.

And Xiaoxue stood at the door with a livid face, her eyes seemed to be shooting fire.

After making such a fuss, I don't know how many people who eat melons were fooled, and their impression of her was greatly reduced.

How will you do business in the future?
Although Lin Zhiyuan didn't know the specific situation, he also knew that it was not good to make such a mess, so he protected her and walked back: "This kind of person just wants to take advantage, just give her money."

"Impossible!" Zhang Xuejiao was very angry: "If you want to pour dirty water on my head, there is no door."

Zuo Ting helped explain: "The clothes were a hit in November last year. There are two shops behind the mall who are jealous, and they bought a cheap imitation version, which is probably their product."

Zhang Xue's petulant temper came up, she turned and walked out.

Lin Zhiyuan quickly followed: "There's no need to be angry about this kind of thing."

Zhang Xuejiao ignored him and walked even faster.

In just 2 minutes, she came to the aisle at the back of the mall, walked straight to the middle, and scolded at the top of her voice: "They are all in the same mall to make a living, but some people don't like others, and engage in dirty tricks. I will talk about it today." Put it here, just relying on your dirty thoughts, you deserve to lose money!"

Leave after scolding, without procrastinating.

Lin Zhiyuan looked at her straight back, and realized that his understanding of her was actually only the tip of the iceberg.

When he first started selling and running clients, he met countless selfish villains, and most of them would choose to keep things quiet for the sake of performance and reputation.

But Xiaoxue was different.

She wants justice even if she tears her face.

She didn't do it, even if a knife was put on her neck, she wouldn't recognize it.

Not long after returning to the store, the management of the mall came and said that customers complained about Zhang Xuejiao's bad attitude and selling fake and inferior products, and wanted to fine her money and ask her to apologize in public.

Zhang Xuejiao pointed to the camera above the door: "Call the police, check the surveillance."

The management of the mall is unwilling to offend customers, and just wants to make things trivial: "Punish you 200 yuan, and then you apologize to them, and this matter will be over."

"It's not something from my store, and I firmly refuse to admit it." Zhang Xuejiao said with a desperate attitude, "I'll consult a lawyer and sue her for defamation!"

The management of the mall persuaded her a few words, but seeing that she refused to agree to death, he could only confess to himself: "Forget it, forget it, I will apologize to them, you take it easy."

(End of this chapter)