The girl in front of him has lost her parents and is alone in a foreign country. It is indeed not easy. If possible, he would like to care more about this girl.
"Thank you." Xin'er lowered her head and whispered.
"You're welcome." Chen Yu said with a smile: "You are out of sight now. Come on, let me see how you are doing."
"Okay." Xin'er nodded, and when she was about to go in with Chen Yu, a fat old woman came over holding a cheongsam.
This woman is in her forties, slightly chubby, and judging by her behavior and behavior, she must be from Fuso.
In fact, Xin'er's store caters to more Fusang customers, because many of them like the embroidered cheongsam culture.
Fat women obviously also like to be beautiful, but her plump figure cannot wear this beautiful cheongsam.
"Are these your clothes? Even the ones with poor quality are fine, but I can't wear them at all." The fat woman threw the clothes in her hand heavily on the counter and said angrily: "I want to return it now."
"Mrs. Huiming, I told you when you bought this dress that you might not be able to wear it." Xin'er said helplessly.
This old woman really likes cheongsam, but her figure is really out of shape.
Even the largest cheongsam was tight on her body. The last time she bought it, Xin'er had told her that her figure was not suitable for this hanfu, but she didn't like the old woman and insisted on it.
Wear your 150-pound figure under this cheongsam.
"I don't care. Don't make any excuses now. If I can't wear it, I just can't wear it." The old woman yelled angrily: "Now I want to return it."
"Okay, I'll return it to you." Feeling helpless, she picked up the dress and looked over it over and over.
But suddenly, she couldn't help but look stunned, because the dress was torn, and the old woman was so wrinkled that she couldn't wear it anymore.
"Um... Mrs. Huiming, I'm afraid there's no way to return this dress." Xin'er looked at the dress and said helplessly, "Because it's damaged."
"What? Damaged? Little girl, please don't talk nonsense. The clothes were in good condition when I delivered them. They were damaged when you picked them up. Don't blame me now. I don't admit it."
Naturally, the old woman refused to admit that she was unhappy with this dress. She scratched her neck and said angrily: "This is because the quality of your clothes is not up to par. Don't make excuses."
"Mrs. Huiming, were my clothes in good condition when you bought them?" Xin'er argued, "You can return them, but at least they must be kept intact and clean, right?"
"Look, the clothes are all in a ball now. Even if you give these clothes to me, I can't resell them, so please understand."
"Understand? You are just a pig. Why should I understand you?" The old woman stretched out her head and looked at Xin'er with a sneer on her face: "If you don't quit today, I will call my husband from the market management office and kill you.
The store has been closed down, let’s see how you live your life in the future.”
"Mrs. Huiming, you have to be reasonable." Xin'er's face changed slightly.
"I won't reason with you today, what can you do to me?" The old woman threatened directly: "Why, do you think you have a chance to resist? You foreign pigs."
"I'll handle it." Chen Yu couldn't bear it any longer. He protected his heart behind his back and said with a smile, "Mrs. Huiming, right? Your husband is in marketing management?"
"That's right, what's wrong?" The old woman glanced at Chen Yu with an arrogant look, looking very aloof.
"It's okay, everything should be reasonable." Chen Yu smiled slightly and said: "You bought the thing, and you broke it and made it dirty. Is this a fact?"
"This is not true, it was like this when I bought it," the old woman screamed.
"Oh, really? This cheongsam is not cheap, right? Well, when you bought it, you didn't check whether it was complete or not? Would you buy it back like this?" Chen Yu said: "Please, everyone is not a fool, don't lower everyone's standards.
IQ, okay?"
"Boy, are you going to stand up for her?" The old woman squinted at Chen Yu and sneered: "I'm telling you, it's best not to meddle in other people's business, otherwise you will be the one who suffers in the end.
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"Of course I won't meddle in other people's business, but this matter concerns my compatriots, so I can't help but say a few words." Chen Yu grinned: "By the way, your husband is from the Market Management Office?"
"Yes, what's wrong?" the old woman asked.
"As far as I know, you have issued a decree here. The market in Chinatown is governed by local residents. Your husband will either be transferred to another department or lose his job. Am I right?"
"You..." The woman's expression changed. Yes, how could she forget the regulations promulgated in recent days in the blink of an eye?
"Besides, even the police station here will be autonomous from now on, and all the people working there will be Chinese, so put away your old ways and no one will follow them anymore, understand?" Chen Yu said lightly.
"So what if it is? You are just a group of outsiders. You have to refund today's money if you want to, or if you don't, you have to refund."
The old woman's sense of superiority was back. She raised her head and stared at Chen Yu.
"What if we don't retreat?" Chen Yu asked back.
"Haha, there is one thing I haven't said yet. My brother is from Santaihui." The old woman threatened Chen Yu fiercely: "If you dare not retreat, your place will never have peace in the future."
"Then why don't you ask your brother to come over?" Chen Yu simply laughed. This kind of old-fashioned routine can be encountered here like no one else.
"If my brother comes over, you will not be able to save the boy." The old woman picked up a pair of scissors and screamed: "Are you going to retreat or not?"
"If you don't retreat, it's up to you." Chen Yu said.
"Okay, don't regret it." The woman gritted her teeth and looked at Chen Yu, then picked up the scissors and cut off a piece of clothing.
"Hey, you..." Xin'er was taken aback and quickly stepped forward to stop her, but Chen Yu on the side stopped her.
"You've been locked up outside for so long, you've got a lot of stuff, right? It's okay, let her cut it, and let her buy as much as she wants." Chen Yu said with a smile.
"But..." Xin'er hesitated, because she didn't want to conflict with the locals.
"As long as I'm here, don't be afraid." Chen Yu patted her shoulder to express comfort, and then quietly watched the old woman show off her skills.
The old woman cut off one piece of clothing and felt displeased. She took the scissors to the other side and struck at another piece of clothing.