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Although Deng Hua is not very clear about what happened to the grassroots supply and marketing cooperatives, it is an indisputable fact that the grassroots supply and marketing cooperatives are declining.In this era, companies with a fate similar to that of supply and marketing cooperatives can be found everywhere in China, and it is by no means an isolated case.

Although this is the pain of the country's transformation period, it may not be without human factors.Just like the supply and marketing cooperative in front of you, there is only one salesman inside, dealing with a mother and daughter, and three salesmen, chatting together, not bothering to strike up a conversation with Ye Yingxuan and Mr. Deng who came in.

As soon as Ye Yingxuan frowned, she was about to explode. Deng Hua coughed lightly and said in a low voice: "Manager Ye, don't you want to see the most authentic grassroots supply and marketing cooperative?"

"A real grassroots supply and marketing cooperative?" Ye Yingxuan's eyes lit up with this proposal, and all women who are greedy for vanity look forward to the legend.Mr. Deng's proposal happened to trigger the woman's curiosity, "Why are they ignoring us?"

It seems that women are really otherworldly!Deng Hua replied softly: "You and I are in attire, it is impossible to buy items here, so naturally there is no need to talk to you and me. However, the service attitude of the salesperson here can also be seen, at least say hello, should it be!"

"Oh!" The woman was noncommittal to Mr. Deng's words, and wandered around the supply and marketing cooperative. Shopping is a woman's favorite, although there is nothing to see here, it can be regarded as a store after all.

The goods in the counter were scattered, and the shelves were not even full. Two people walked to the counter.Although the goods are also very clean, the cushion paper under the goods is already very old, and some places have been damaged.

There is a teapot with a slightly chipped spout, and the matching teacups are obviously not porcelain from the same factory at the same time.Almost no section of the glass surface of the counter is intact, each piece is pieced together, and even one piece lost a corner and was replaced with yellow paper!

The only customers in the shop were buying velvet fabric, which has a large market in the countryside, and farmers think it is durable and strong.Mr. Deng's eyes were sharp, and he noticed that when the salesperson was measuring the ruler, he would stretch the fabric with great strength every time, but when reversing the ruler, he would quietly retract it a little.

The mother and daughter obviously noticed this subtle movement, and the daughter frowned: "Auntie, if you measure like this, we won't have enough when we go back."

"What are you talking about?" The salesman blushed, but didn't admit it, with a confident look, "This is how we sell fabrics, whether you like it or not! I'm afraid it won't be enough, just add half a foot, and you'll have everything!"

The mother sighed and gave her daughter a hand, obviously wanting to calm things down: "Go ahead, go away, I've already forgotten about it, and I'm used to shrinking every time!"

The salesperson didn't seem to hear her mother's words, and took out the scissors from behind, retracted the scissors about an inch from the position where the measuring scale was just positioned. With a sound of "stab", the fabric did not tear straight away, but deflected a full three inches to the side that passed the ruler!

Deng Hua watched the salesperson's actions coldly, and a wave of anger rose in his heart.From the clothes of the mother and daughter, it can be seen that they are definitely not a wealthy family, and the clothes of the two of them are at least three years old.The mother's cuff where the patch was made has been worn away again, forming a very clear rough edge.

Elbows and shoulders, also patched, are not one fabric yet.Although my daughter's clothes have no fringes or patches, and are still clean, they are also very old.The shoes on the feet of the mother and daughter are all layered soles sewn by women in the mountains.

This kind of thousand-layer bottom was once the most sincere affection from the people in the old districts to their soldiers during the war years.But this shoe, in this era, is definitely not a fashion model, and it is even just a last choice for ordinary people.

If the salesperson does this, for the mother and daughter, it may mean that the upper of a pair of shoes is gone.Sure enough, the daughter was annoyed: "You are too much! How can you use it when you go back like this? We won't buy this fabric!"

"Don't buy it?" After hearing this, the three salesmen who were chatting all rushed over, each with a nose that was not a nose and a face, as if they were facing an enemy instead of a customer, "Don't buy it, do you want to buy it?" Don't buy it? It's okay not to buy it, and the money will not be refunded!"

The daughter was flushed with anger by the attitude of several salespersons: "How dare you! If you dare not refund the money, I will..."

"How about you?" The salesman with the measuring scale looked contemptuous, "You can sue if you are capable! Don't worry, I won't run away, I will wait for you here, go and sue, do you have the fare money? Do you need me? Donate a penny to you?"

The mother, who had been holding back all this time, finally couldn't stand the salesman's humiliation to her daughter: "Comrade, it's really wrong for you to behave like this. I've already done my best, but you're pulling fabric like this. How can I use it when I go back?"

"No way," the salesman fiddled with his fingernails. "The Supply and Marketing Association has regulations. The short length of the fabric is counted on our heads."

The daughter was so angry that she trembled all over: "Then you can't pull it with your hands, can't you use scissors to cut it?"

The salesperson simply turned around and chatted with a few colleagues, ignoring the mother and daughter at all.The mother and daughter looked at the fabrics on the counter, and it was no good to take them away, and it was no good to not take them away, and their hearts were extremely entangled.For the country people, it is a big event to pull back the fabric, and making new clothes is usually only done during the New Year's Eve.

But being tossed about by the salesperson like this, I am afraid that no one will be happy, only sullen!In the end, the mother let out a long sigh and began to fold the fabric. Ye Yingxuan seemed to have no intention of going forward, so Deng Hua walked over: "Please wait a moment!"

Ye Yingxuan frowned at the back, apparently not wanting Mr. Deng to be troublesome. For a woman, a lack of fabric is nothing more than a thing.Manager Ye looked at his watch. He planned to go a few more places today, but Deng Hua made a fuss out of nothing!

That's right, in Ye Yingxuan's mind, whether there is a lack of fabric or the salesperson's rude attitude, it has nothing to do with her superior manager.Women never think that a leader should manage those trivial matters, the leader is to make decisions about those big events!

The salesman yelled regardless: "Hey, hey, where did you jump out? Mind your own business!"

Ye Yingxuan is very impatient, the petty citizens quarrel the most, they have no quality at all.There are always quarrels over messy things, regardless of the occasion and environment, just like now, quarreling at work.

"Hmph, the reason why the supply and marketing cooperative system is becoming more and more decadent is largely caused by you people!" Deng Hua was not polite, and such people are not worthy of politeness, "When the supply and marketing cooperative goes bankrupt, you will be laid off and unemployed. , I also hope that everyone will not blame others, but review what you did today!"