Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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"Xiao Li, where is my skirt?"

A crisp and soft voice came from outside the door, causing many people to look back.

Yang Zimei knew that the voice came from Murong Yan without looking.

"Miss Murong, wait a moment, I'll try on the dress for you right now." Xiaoli put on the most enthusiastic smile and said as soon as she saw Murong Yan, a regular customer. [

"You only buy one skirt in your shop, I absolutely can't stand someone bumping into my shirt." Murong Yan asked.

"That's natural. Ms. Murong will definitely be unique when she wears it. Our designer LW specially designed it for you. There are absolutely no two pieces." Take off that skirt.

It turned out that this skirt was ordered by Murong Yan.

Then she didn't bother to ask for it anymore, and continued to look at other clothes.

Xiaoli brought the skirt in front of Murong Yan, and said out loud: "That poorly dressed girl wanted to try on this dress just now, and she didn't even look at the price, how could she buy it?" ?”

Murong Yan glanced over and saw Yang Zimei.

She was originally in a good mood, but when she saw Yang Zimei, she immediately died.

To her, Yang Zimei was like a thorn stuck in her heart, as long as she saw it, she would feel uncomfortable.

But to Yang Zimei, she was like a fly in the rice, and she didn't want to see her.

"She hasn't touched this dress, has she?"

Murong Yan asked Xiaoli with a little disgust.

"No, no, she just asked, how could we let someone like her who can't afford it touch me casually?" Xiaoli said hastily.

"Well, that's about the same. I suggest you better not let her try on the clothes in your store, let alone buy your clothes, otherwise, I will never come to your store to buy clothes next time. I don't want that This kind of poor man also wears the same brand of clothes as me, which simply lowers my taste." Murong Yan said to Xiaoli.

When Xiaoli heard this, she was shocked.

Murong Yan is a major customer of their clothing store, spending at least tens of thousands of yuan in the store every month.

Therefore, she hurriedly told the other shop assistants not to let Yang Zimei try on the clothes.

Yang Zimei didn't pay attention to their conversation. When she saw another light blue dress, she just wanted to touch the fabric, but was immediately stopped by a clerk, "Miss, the clothes in this store are all high-end and high-quality. , it’s not suitable for you, and people who don’t buy it are not allowed to fumble around, otherwise, our customers will have opinions.”

What she said really made Yang Zimei feel uncomfortable, especially seeing Murong Yan's complacent expression, he probably guessed that it was her fault.

"I want to see your shopkeeper." She said coldly. [

"Meet our shopkeeper? Can you meet our shopkeeper casually?" The clerk sneered, "So what if I let you see it? Are you going to complain about us?"

"No." Yang Zimei said coldly, "I want to buy all of your store."

"Heh!" The clerk sneered and looked her up and down, "Girl, you came out of a mental hospital."

"You just came out of the mental hospital." Yang Zi said angrily.

"You didn't come out of a mental hospital, so why talk nonsense about what a mental patient would say?"

"Who wants to see me?" At this time, a well-dressed, well-dressed middle-aged woman, about 40 years old, came down the stairs on the second floor and asked suspiciously.

Yang Zimei looked familiar to this woman.

"Shopkeeper, she is the one who wants to see you and says she wants to buy our shop. She is really mentally ill." The clerk said hastily.