Damn it. I'm married to the president!

As soon as the voice dropped, a shop assistant suddenly came over with a wrapped gift box and said, "manager, the gift Mr. Liu bought in our shop has been wrapped. Now can he send it to his girlfriend?"

The manager nodded, "go."

"Good!" The clerk turned and left.

Shen qinger raised his eyebrows. "Store manager, didn't you say that your store doesn't provide gift box packaging service?"

The store manager held his hands in front of his chest and said arrogantly: "our store only provides gift box packaging service for ordinary people, and Xiaosan is not qualified to enjoy this kind of service."

Shen qinger frowned slightly, put the thermos cup on the cash register, then took out his mobile phone and pressed the recording function.

Then he looked up at the store manager and said, "what did you just say to me?"

The store manager didn't know what she had done with her mobile phone, and didn't pay attention to it. He said coldly, "I'm not sure. Let me hear you clearly. Our store only provides gift box packaging service for ordinary people. You are not qualified to enjoy this kind of service when you are a third grader and force abortion. If you don't buy it, get out."

Shen tilts her lips slightly, saves the recording, and then presses the consumer complaint phone.

"Hello, I'd like to complain about DuoMeng boutique in Guili shopping mall. The store manager's service attitude is poor, and he insults and slanders me."

The store manager was a little flustered, "what are you doing? Go out if you don't buy it! "

Shen qinger took a look at her, didn't answer, and continued to say to her mobile phone: "yes, magnificent shopping mall, DuoMeng boutique. I recorded the sound with my mobile phone."

When the store manager heard that she also recorded the voice, he was angry and rushed over in a rage, posing to grab the mobile phone.

At this time, Wei lunqing, who followed Shen qinger, rushed to the front and warned in a low voice, "what do you want to do to your wife?"

"Husband and wife?" When the store manager heard this word, he felt a thump in his heart, and an ominous premonition came into being.

Shen qinger hung up the phone, looked up at the white face of the store manager and said, "since you don't want to do my business, it's up to you. But I've already complained about your business. I hope you'll pay attention in the future. If you're complained again, you'll have your license revoked."

Then he turned and went out.

Wei lunqing followed, "madam, don't you buy the cup?"

Shen qinger said very loudly, "don't tell Yu Yao that I've been wronged in this shop. If he sends someone to seal it up, it's not good."

Wei lunqing said in a cold voice: "insulting the president's wife, she also opened this shop for a short time."

Hearing these words, the store manager quickly ran over and stopped Shen qinger, "Miss Shen, I'm sorry. I apologize for what I just said. I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

Shen qinger squinted slightly, pushed her hand away and said, "I don't accept your apology."

The manager's face turned white, and he was about to cry, "well, what do you want me to do? I know I'm wrong. I shouldn't humiliate you by saying that. "

Shen qinger said in a cold voice, "do you think you humiliated others? Can an apology solve it?"

"I... I..." the store manager didn't know what to say.

Shen qinger warned: "don't listen to the wind is the rain in the future. God annoys you people who don't know anything and follow the wind. When I haven't been to your shop."

With that, Shen turned around and left.

Not every mistake she will choose to forgive, let this woman go back to reflect on it.

After a long time, the store manager took out his mobile phone and entered "Qi Yuyao's birthday" on the search page.

November 2

That is, tomorrow.