struggle in a small town

Chapter 57
Even if the management of the shopping mall apologizes, it is only an apology for poor management, and it is absolutely impossible to take responsibility for the clothes.

The customer kept pestering her again and again, insisting that the management of the store insist on bowing Zhang Xuejiao's head and admitting that the dress was from her store.

There is really no way, the mall management poured a glass of water for the customer and slipped away.

The customer sat in the office for more than an hour, but he didn't wait for anyone, and left angrily.

Zuo Ting, who had been hiding outside, followed her around the shopping mall, and then sneaked to a shop behind.

Take pictures and leave.

Back in the store, Zuo Ting clicked on the photo: "Sister Jiao, this is the store."

Zhang Xuejiao looked at the name of the store and called the management of the mall.

In less than 5 minutes, the management of the mall came, and when they saw the photos, they first complained: "This woman has a problem with her? Won't she come back tomorrow?"
Zhang Xuejiao is not in the mood to argue with him: "Malicious competition, what do you think about this matter? I have surveillance video, and every report will be accurate."

"There's no need to make such a big fuss, right?"

"Is it easy for me to open a shop? She made such a move, and there are so many onlookers, my reputation is ruined."

Shopping mall management is a headache.

He scolded the troublesome boss and that woman in his heart.

Since you want to make trouble, you should wipe your ass clean.

It's all right now, let Zhang Xuejiao get hold of it.

"Sister Jiao, I know you're feeling uncomfortable, so I'll tell you to talk to her."

Lin Zhiyuan was worried that Zhang Xuejiao would suffer, so he followed.

I have to say that the boss who made the trouble is not very smart.

After they waited so long, the woman who found the fault was still sitting in her shop, happily describing Zhang Xuejiao's embarrassment.

The management of the mall rushed into the store and gave the store owner a wink: "Some people say that you compete maliciously."

Zhang Xuejiao laughed angrily.

Is there such a bias?
She is your mother!
But she didn't say a word. Seeing the same style of clothes hanging on the wall, Li Suo took out her mobile phone to take a panoramic view, and then flipped through the logo to take a picture of the details.

The store owner saw her movement and jumped up: "What are you doing?"

"Forensics."

"Why did you obtain evidence?"

Zhang Xuejiao put her mobile phone into her trouser pocket: "Wait for the subpoena."

The management of the shopping mall has to persuade: "We are all colleagues."

"Who is her colleague?"

The shop owner put his hands on his hips and scolded people in dialect: "You shameless bitch, why did you come to my shop to take pictures!"

Lin Zhiyuan blocked Zhang Xuejiao behind him: "Say it again."

"It's amazing to have a man?" The shop owner became even more angry: "Who doesn't have a man yet!"

Zhang Xuejiao was too lazy to talk nonsense with her, so she tugged on Lin Zhiyuan's sleeve: "Let's go."

"Hurry up and roll as far as you can!"

"Shut your mouth!" The manager of the mall glared at the store owner, then turned around and quickly grabbed Zhang Xuejiao: "It's all trivial, don't make it too ugly."

"I made the trouble first?" With the evidence in hand, Zhang Xuejiao was confident: "I can stand up for your boss when he comes."

"It won't look good if it gets too big, and she won't be able to open the store, and you may be kicked out."

Of course Zhang Xuejiao knew.

Nobody likes a tenant who clings like her.

But she just couldn't swallow it.

The man was sitting in the store in a good manner, no one provoked him, and he took it out of thin air. It was as disgusting as it was disgusting.

The management of the mall saw that she was not good enough, so they could only change their goals and began to persuade Lin Zhiyuan: "Look, buddy, this is all a woman's business, there is no need to make such a big fuss."

According to Lin Zhiyuan's character, he has long regarded peace as the most important thing, hello, hello, everyone.

The one who can be angry is Zhang Xuejiao!

"My wife was wronged, she came here to seek justice, and was scolded. If you change this matter, can you bear it?"

Zhang Xuejiao glanced at him, why did he call him his wife?
"I get it, man."

The management of the mall severely criticized the shop owner for what she had done, and asked her to write an apology letter and post it at the entrance of the mall, to restore Zhang Xuejiao's innocence.

The store owner didn't want to, so he had a big fight with the management of the mall, and even exported Zhang Xuejiao crazily.

In the end, the management of the mall directly closed the door of her store.

Even so, Zhang Xuejiao was still unhappy.

There are so many onlookers, as long as a few go out to promote, the signboard of your store will be rotten.

Lin Zhiyuan comforted her: "You also said that customers come here after you, you have to have confidence in yourself."

"Ah."

In a bad mood, Zhang Xuejiao was too lazy to talk.

Lin Zhiyuan talked to Zuo Ting and took Zhang Xuejiao away.

My wife is unhappy, so of course I have to coax her.

The two ate, watched movies and went shopping, and didn't go home until evening.

Lin Zhiyuan took out the SLR: "Try the camera?"

"Okay."

Just as she was about to stand up, Lin Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Have you seen Titanic? Pose as a heroine."

Zhang Xuejiao thought for a while, lay sideways on the sofa, and adjusted a few times: "Is it okay?"

"Relax."

Lin Zhiyuan snapped a dozen or so photos and showed them to her.

"It's too small, let's upload it to the computer."

When he opened the memory card, Lin Zhiyuan panicked.

He forgot to delete the picture of his ex-girlfriend.

Fortunately, there are not many of them, only about thirty, and the ex-girlfriend's clothes are very tight, showing nothing.

Zhang Xuejiao looked at them one by one with great interest, and praised him: "The technique is good."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't dare to fart.

After reading her own photos, she closed the page without saying a word.

Lin Zhiyuan panicked even more.

Whether it's angry or sad, even if it's a question, he can understand it.

But Xiaoxue was so quiet, so scary.

It's impossible to say that Zhang Xuejiao didn't feel any emotion in her heart.

The woman in the photo is smiling like a flower, with stars shining in her eyes. One can tell from a glance that she trusts the photographer, and the photographer has a deep affection for her, otherwise she would not have taken the photos with such care.

It was a picture of herself, maybe she was in a bad mood, she looked a little sluggish.

But she knew that it was already in the past tense, so why bring it up would only add to the troubles.

Zhang Xuejiao turned off the computer and took out the memory card: "Put it away."

Then went to the bathroom to wash.

Lin Zhiyuan stood at the door and listened to the sound of rushing water, all kinds of thoughts frantically surged, and he always felt that he was not far from death.

So calm, are you angry?
How should I explain it to her?

Zhang Xuejiao didn't ask any questions until the two lay down.

The quieter it was, the more terrifying Lin Zhiyuan felt.

He even felt that there was a guillotine hanging from the ceiling, which might fall down at any moment to pronounce the death sentence.

Can't delay any longer.

"Xiaoxue?"

Zhang Xuejiao remained silent.

"I can explain it."

Zhang Xuejiao remained silent.

Lin Zhiyuan turned over and looked over, and found that she had fallen asleep.

She really doesn't care?

Lin Zhiyuan stared at her silently, wanting to cut open her head and see what was inside.

She fell asleep in such a sensitive matter.

Early the next morning, Zhang Xuejiao woke up and looked at his two dark circles, wondering: "You didn't sleep?"

"I was worried all night."

"Ah?" Zhang Xuejiao was puzzled, "Why?"

Lin Zhiyuan could only tell the truth: "What you saw yesterday was my ex-girlfriend."

"I know, she's quite pretty." Zhang Xuejiao gave him a sweet smile: "Good eyesight."

"You, have nothing to ask?"

"Yes, what's for breakfast? I'm hungry, I feel like I could eat a cow."

Faced with Zhang Xuejiao's attitude of changing the topic, Lin Zhiyuan once again felt that he was not far from death.

(End of this chapter)