Suddenly, the two women looked at each other, looking at Bao'er who was in front of him as if he was watching a show, they clenched their fists angrily: "Just buy it!"
They were silent for a while. Although the salary in the store was very high, about ten thousand or twenty thousand a month, they were really reluctant to buy a piece of clothing worth hundreds of thousands.
They would rather use the hundreds of thousands to buy other things, or save money to buy a car. After all, these high-end clothes can rarely be washed. The more high-end clothes are worn by the rich, the more expensive they are.
Rich people only wear their clothes once and then throw them away.
After all, the patterns on such a high-end handmade skirt are all drawn one by one by the designer, so it is impossible to wash it in the water.
Rich people, unless they are extremely rich, would never be willing to spend hundreds of thousands on a dress that can only be worn once.
Therefore, let alone those of them who are not considered rich, nor are they bosses, but just employees. That makes them even more reluctant to part with them.
They looked at each other, and then hesitantly said: "Well, you can buy it. I have been unable to turn over money recently, and I still need money for my children to go to school."
"I'll buy it? Why don't you buy it? It's easy to say. Once you say it, just let me buy it by myself! Do you know how expensive this dress is?"
As they were talking, the two suddenly started to quarrel. The reason for the quarrel was because neither of them wanted to spend money to buy this dress. It was such a waste of money.
Looking at the two people who were getting more and more noisy and were about to start a fight, Bao'er said: "So, we are all the same people. Not everyone is born in Rome, many people are born there.
On the road to Rome. It’s the same for me, and it’s the same for you.”
"When you look down on others, think about yourself. Think about whether you are the same person."
After saying that, she turned around and left. In fact, she didn't want to hurt anyone by saying the words she did before. Because she didn't want to be like the two clerks, but what they said was too much, and she couldn't tolerate it.
After listening to Bao'er's words, the two women were silent for a long time. Suddenly, they shouted at Bao'er's back: "If you really want to find the president, go to Qin Group!"
After hearing what they said, Bao'er's steps stagnated slightly before he continued to walk forward, but at this time, a faint smile appeared on his face.
After leaving the mall, Baoer walked straight towards Qin Group.
When she reached the downstairs of the Qin Group, she was breathing heavily. In order to save money, she was not even willing to ride a one-dollar shared bicycle, so she could only walk here on her legs.
The author’s mother: In fact, the mobile phone for the elderly does not have the Alipay function and cannot scan the car code. You know.
As soon as they arrived downstairs, they met Chen Huanhao, who was coming out of the company. The two of them almost passed by each other, and neither noticed nor noticed the other.
The two passed each other, one walking towards the company and the other coming out.
After brushing shoulders, Bao'er couldn't help but stop and frown. Not sure what his reaction was, he looked back at Chen Huanhao's back and then scratched his head.
I don’t know why, but when I saw that figure from behind, I always felt a little familiar.
After scratching his head, Bao'er continued to turn around and walk towards the company.
When Bao'er had already entered the company, Chen Huanhao reacted belatedly and looked behind him, but at this time, Bao'er could no longer be seen.
She frowned, feeling a little strange, then got into the car and left.
As soon as he entered the company gate, Baoer walked to the front desk and asked: "Hello, I would like to ask, where is the president of your company?"
The receptionist raised his head and glanced at Bao'er, smiling politely: "Do you have anything to do with our president?"
"Of course something happened! It's a big deal! It's related to my life! You said it's okay?"
"Okay, then may I ask, do you have an appointment?"
"An appointment? What appointment? I'm not here to see a doctor, I'm here to see someone. What's the appointment?"
"Hello, it's like this. If you want to see the president, you have to make an appointment in advance. So, if you don't have an appointment, I'm sorry, we can't help you arrange a meeting with the president."
"Then I'll make an appointment now. Can you make an appointment for me? What kind of company is this with such strange rules?"
The receptionist smiled awkwardly: "Okay, what is your name? What is the name of the company? What kind of business are you coming to discuss with the president?"
Listening to her talking further and further, Baoer immediately reached out his hand: "Wait, what did you say? What company? What business are you talking about?"
"It's like this. Our president met in person. They are all CEOs of large companies discussing cooperation business. So who are you?" The front desk continued to ask, holding the pen and paper in his hand, and seemed to be registering.
Bao'er twitched the corner of his mouth, and his eyelids twitched slightly: "I want to see your president, do you need to go to such trouble?"
Obviously, before, she could meet people casually on the street, but here, it would be more difficult to meet them than to go to heaven?
Her hands were clasped together. Where else could she have a company? What kind of big business could she negotiate? She was just here to get the drawings back! But if she didn’t have a company and couldn’t discuss business, there would be no way to get in...
Suddenly, an idea came to Bao'er's head. She coughed dryly and answered seriously: "My name is Bao'er. I have a studio. I'm here to discuss cooperation with your president."
Hearing her words, the receptionist smiled and shook his head: "Sorry, our company never cooperates with studios."
Her refusal was very obvious when she said, "I'm very sorry, I'm afraid we can't make an appointment for you, you'd better go back first!"
Bao'er said unwillingly: "Let's do this. Call your president and tell him my name is Bao'er. He will definitely meet me! Please!"
"But this does not comply with our company's regulations." The front desk seemed extremely embarrassed.
Bao'er opened his eyes pitifully: "Just help me! Otherwise my life is really at risk!"
One million liquidated damages = her life.
Seeing her pitiful look, the receptionist had no choice but to nod and reluctantly agreed.
"Okay then, I'll make a call to the president. If the president says no, or doesn't answer the phone, or hangs up, then there's nothing I can do. I'll just make one call, and then you can't rely on me.
It’s here.”
Baoer immediately said to the radio: "Okay, I promise you, as long as you make a phone call for me!"
The front desk took a huge risk and slowly dialed the number of the president's office.
The phone beeped for almost forty seconds.
Baoer stared nervously.
The receptionist shook his head: "No one answered."
When she was about to hang up the phone, suddenly, the other end of the phone was connected, and a man's charming and sexy voice came out: "What's the matter?"