Hearing these words, Gongsun Qian's enthusiasm turned cold.
"My quality is indeed not as good as yours."
Yang Qianqian crossed her arms and smiled:
"But I'm in good health and won't have muscle atrophy. I still have my parents to rely on. My annual salary is one million, what do you have?"
When they heard that Ye Fan and Yang Qianqian were both poor, the female shopping guides immediately looked at them with disdain, feeling that this was a waste of their time.
"With your attitude, I will complain to your company."
Gongsun Qian shouted: "I am complaining that you are rude and humiliating your customers."
It's okay to be offended. She can't let Mark be offended.
"client?"
Yang Qianqian pouted her lips and said with a sweet smile:
"Are you our customer? This is really the funniest joke this year. Do you have money to buy the clothes here?"
"Any item costs more than 10,000 yuan. How can you afford it?"
"A son-in-law who comes to see a doctor with pocket money, and a cripple who sells pots and steel to treat illnesses, have the nerve to claim to be our clients."
"You think we don't know, you just come here to use the air conditioner, take pictures of some clothes and post them on WeChat Moments, pay them back to customers, just show off."
Several beautiful shopping guides also covered their mouths and exclaimed when they heard this. Unexpectedly, Ye Fan was still a free-for-all son-in-law, and their eyes showed even more disdain and contempt.
Ye Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense to Yang Qianqian, so he pulled Gongsun Qian and spoke calmly:
"Qian, take this set first, let's go."
Yang Qianqian glanced at Gongsun Qian's little suit: "This is a bit of luxury. Before buying clothes, please check the price first to avoid embarrassment."
Gongsun Qian then took a look at the label, which read 88,000, and was immediately shocked.
Ye Fan ignored Yang Qianqian at all and asked Gongsun Qian directly: "Do you like this one?"
Gongsun Qian shook his head, it was too expensive.
Yang Qianqian sneered: "One of you has a red face and the other has a white face. You are very good at acting. If you don't have money, you have no money. How can you say whether you like it or not?"
"Let's go quickly, don't delay our normal business here."
Several female shopping guides also started ridiculing, telling Ye Fan and Gongsun Qian to go away quickly so as not to affect their business.
Upon seeing this, customers coming and going came over to watch the excitement.
Gongsun Qian's pretty face sank: "Yang Qianqian, we are customers!"
"Customers are the most important. If you rub the air conditioner's hanging thread, you will not be entertained."
Yang Qianqian also tilted her head to a shopping guide: "Xiaolan, take the suit for maintenance later to avoid giving other customers a bad experience."
The beautiful shopping guide nodded respectfully: "Yes!"
Gongsun Qian was very angry: "Yang Qianqian, we don't have any grudges. Is it interesting for you to target us like this?"
"against?"
Yang Qianqian smiled noncommittally:
"Gongsun Qian, will you be childish? I'll target you? What can I do to you that I can target against you?"
"I'm the store manager here, with an annual salary of one million, and you are seriously ill and don't even have a job, and you're still hanging out with Ye Fan."
There was a hint of sarcasm in her words:
"What do you have for me to target? You are simply suffering from delusions of victimization. You don't know what to say."
"Also, if you really want to buy clothes, you shouldn't come here. This is not the place for you."
Yang Qianqian pointed at the street outside the floor-to-ceiling window:
"The goods from the Dongmen street stalls are suitable for you, but you also need more than a hundred pieces of clothing."
"If you really want to make yourself look fat, that's fine. For the sake of your classmates, I'll take you to pick out two outdated clothes on sale."
Seeing more and more people coming to watch the show, Yang Qianqian's mentality of stepping on people became even stronger:
"Xiaohong, take out some of the last items from last year's clearance."
"Qian, give her the clothes back!"
Ye Fan lost his original gentleness and showed his domineering attitude, which made Gongsun Qian throw the suit back:
"Let's buy another one."
Gongsun Qian followed without hesitation.
Yang Qianqian waved her finger and asked the shopping guide to take it, and warned her again: "Take it for maintenance and remember to disinfect it."
"Buy in another store. You can't even afford the clothes in this mall if you change to another store ten times."
Several shopping guides and female guests frowned in disapproval. They were still pretending at this time. Is it interesting?
Ye Fan ignored her and dragged Gongsun Qian to the brand store opposite, a store that was larger and more upscale than Yang Qianqian's.
Chanel!
Yang Qianqian and the others looked at it noncommittally. If urban beauties couldn't afford it, how could they still afford Chanel?
Although several Chanel shopping guides heard the argument just now, they still came forward with friendly smiles:
"Sir, Miss, how can I help you?"
Gongsun Qian pulled Ye Fan and wanted to leave.
"The size is according to her figure, and all the clothes, including underwear, will be given to me."
Ye Fan threw out a bank card: "Remember, it's everything!"
"A set of them all?"
Yang Qianqian laughed sweetly when she heard this: "A son-in-law who comes to your house, thinks he is a rich second generation?"
"If he can swipe out 10,000 yuan from his bank card, I lose."
Even Huang Dongqiang didn't dare to buy clothes like this, so where would Ye Fan get the capital to pay for it?
The urban beauty shopping guide also folded her hands on her chest and waited to see the joke.
The Chanel shopping guide looked hesitant, but in the end he provided attentive service.
Soon, ten boxes were filled with clothes, worth 20 million.
"drop--"
Ye Fan successfully swiped his card and paid it off in one go.
"ah--"
Instantly, the Chanel store became a sensation!
The shopping guides around looked at Ye Fan with bright eyes, and looked at Gongsun Qian with envy!
No one thought that Ye Fan was very wealthy and spent huge sums of money.
"This is impossible, this is impossible..."
Several urban beauty shopping guides were dumbfounded, clenching their fists tightly, with strong regrets surging in their minds.
Just now, they were talking about Ye Fan being a hanging silk, a come-to-do son-in-law who could only buy goods from the street stalls.
In the blink of an eye, their faces were swollen.
The most stunned person was Yang Qianqian. In addition to being unbelievable, she also felt unspeakably uncomfortable.
Why were you so incompetent in the past that you had to kneel down to borrow 100,000 yuan, but now you have become so wealthy?
She just said that Ye Fan was not a customer, but an air conditioner. Now Ye Fan was offering 20 million, what right did she have to look down on Ye Fan?
With an annual salary of one million, she is nothing compared to Mark.
It’s just that there is no regret medicine in this world, and Yang Qianqian can only bear everyone’s ridiculing eyes...
"By the way, everyone should remember that I was originally going to spend the 20 million at Urban Beauty, but as a result, store manager Yang looked down on others..."
Ye Fan looked at Yang Qianqian and smiled lightly: "So she pushed away the 20 million."
"It hurts the shopping guides around me, hurts the company's reputation, and hurts the company's earnings by millions..."
These words not only made Yang Qianqian hated by the shopping guides around her, but also made the company question her ability. Her job with an annual salary of one million was over.
Murder and heart-wrenching.
Yang Qianqian spurted out a mouthful of blood...
"Ding--"
At this moment, Ye Fan's cell phone vibrated and he picked it up to answer. Soon, Sun Bufan's anxious voice came:
"Brother Fan, it's not good, people from the Medical Bureau have come to seal the store..."
