When Lin Chuan walked into the market, Li Xiande and Zhou Shengmei had already opened their pockets and were talking to the stall owner.
Li Xiande is clumsy and cannot speak, but Zhou Shengmei is more eloquent.
“Boss, you must have sold all the cropped pants yesterday, and I’ve sent you another two hundred pairs today!”
The stall owner also made a lot of money, so he said with a smile: "Only two hundred pieces were delivered. Didn't we agree on four hundred pieces yesterday? Are you just counting the money?"
Zhou Shengmei took out Rich First's filter cigarettes and lit one for the boss herself.
He also said in a low voice: "There are few workers now, and work is slow. After a few days, when people are recruited, more work will be done. We are all old acquaintances. Can I still lie to you?"
If you take these two hundred pieces today and sell them first, you can make a little profit!"
The boss took a puff of cigarette, glanced at Zhou Shengmei's collar frivolously, and said with a smile: "You also know that we are old acquaintances, so you don't want to give me a cheaper price!"
Zhou Shengmei had long noticed the boss's lewd gaze, and deliberately pulled her collar down.
If you want to see it, let him take a look. Who can see that thing?
After giving the boss a free wink, she said in a low voice: "It's already the lowest price, so you have to let me make some money. How can I lose your benefits as time goes by?
Four yuan, don’t talk to me, just order the goods and get the money!"
The boss was confused by this series of operations and immediately smiled and said: "Okay, I'll listen to you, but you can't forget this benefit!"
While the two were flirting, Li Xiande had already opened the bag.
Lin Chuan and Yu Meiling came over pretending to buy something.
Yu Meiling also said in surprise: "Nine-point pants, something so difficult to buy, are actually sold here. Are these nine-point pants produced by Mengying Garment Factory?"
When business came to her door, Zhou Shengmei stepped forward and said with a smile: "It's from Mengying Garment Factory, look at this trademark!"
Lin Chuan picked up a pair of cropped pants, shook his head and said, "The workmanship and fabric of your cropped pants seem to be wrong. I've seen Mengying's cropped pants, and their material is thicker than yours.
And their workmanship is better than this one. Look, the hems of your trousers are all open. Is this a fake?"
Zhou Shengmei's face sank, she snatched the pants, and said angrily: "If you buy it, you can buy it. If you don't buy it, forget it. Is it true or false? Can you speak?
It's normal for the trousers to have slits at the hems. If you buy one that doesn't slit, you're going to have to buy one. What nonsense are you talking about here? If you don't buy it, leave as soon as possible. Don't delay our business here!"
Lin Chuan smiled calmly and said: "You are still unreasonable. You buy something of substandard quality and you are not allowed to tell others? Do you have a production license? Where is your factory?"
Zhou Shengmei glared at Lin Chuan fiercely, opened her cheeks and cursed.
"Whether you have enough to eat or not, does it have anything to do with you whether I have a license or not? You have a lot of control. This is what you want to buy. Do you want to buy it?
Looking at your shabby appearance, you are also poor people who can't afford to wear good things. It takes a long time to pick out pants that cost six yuan a pair. If you can't afford it, just say you can't afford it. If you're afraid of being laughed at, don't pretend to be an educated person!"
Yu Meiling had long been fed up with this woman's arrogance, so she just said a word.
"Why are you scolding people? You are selling fake goods and you are trying to sell them!"
Zhou Shengmei sneered and said: "Why do you call me a fake? I have a trademark and workmanship. Is this a pair of pants? What can you do to me even if I sell fakes?
If you have the ability, don't let me sell it. Look at you two, you are just trying to pretend to be rich. Look at you, you are both disgusting. Hurry up and get out where you came from. I have no time to care about you!"
Yu Meiling still wanted to argue with her, but Na Li Xiande picked up the chain lock that locked the three wheels and looked at Lin Chuan and Yu Meiling fiercely.
Lin Chuan laughed and said: "Brother, look at your posture, do you still want to hit us?"
Li Xiande held the cigarette butt in his mouth, narrowed his eyes coldly, and said arrogantly: "Why are you beating me? Get out of here, or I'll be rude to you!"
Lin Chuan was too lazy to reason with them.
Moreover, more and more people are gathering around to watch the excitement, which is just a waste of time.
So Lin Chuan turned around and said to the reporter behind him: "You have all seen it, right? You are producing fake goods and want to beat people. Are you so arrogant?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the camera was set up, and several people wearing the uniforms of the marketing management department walked directly through the crowd.
In this era, cameras really have a breathtaking effect.
Facing the pitch-black camera, Li Xiande and Zhou Shengmei's faces turned white and their hearts beat nervously.
There were so many people from the marketing management department, and Li Xian was so frightened that he almost got under the three-wheeler.
Even Zhou Shengmei, who was used to being a mischief-maker, didn't have the guts to look at the scene and avoided it everywhere.
At this time, the female reporter took the microphone and said to the camera: "Dear viewers, this is the Huishi Clothing Wholesale Market. A couple is selling counterfeit goods here, and they are very arrogant and domineering!"
While talking, the camera lens was projected on the faces of the two people, giving them a close-up.
The people in the marketing management department also dumped all the poorly made cropped pants on the ground.
Li Xiande was scared and angry, and cursed in a low voice: "I've listened to you, you damn bitch, what do you think we should do now?"
Zhou Shengmei was scared, shocked and angry in her heart, and scolded back fiercely: "You blame me now, why didn't you say that when you were counting the money?"
At this time, the reporter directly pushed the microphone in front of the two people.
"Do you have a production license and factory?"
The two of them were like cocks defeated in a fight, with their heads lowered and speechless.
"You are hurting consumers like this, won't your hearts hurt?"
Li Xiande couldn't stand it anymore, so he said with a grimace: "Comrade reporter, we were wrong. We will never make fakes again. Just let us go!"
However, the reporter had no such idea and immediately put the microphone in front of Lin Chuan.
"Director Lin, do you have anything to say about the two people who faked your factory and used your designs arbitrarily?"
After the words fell, Li Xiande and Zhou Shengmei were shocked and dumbfounded.
It turns out that this person is the boss of Mengying Garment Factory.
Before, I called them poor people and called them pretentious.
Isn't this taking the initiative to put your face on someone's sole and let them step on it hard?
I’m still thinking about the future! I even have a color TV set upstairs!
Now even their only tailor shop has to close.
This time they really became famous on TV. From now on, everyone will scold them and laugh at them.