It's no wonder that Zhang Qian wants to teach her to be a man indiscriminately, but the clerk's gaze is too hateful.

Probably because it just opened in the morning, there was no business yet, so the clerk was very idle, leaning on the door and looking at the people.

Seeing Zhang Qian, she first looked at her from head to toe, and then shook her head disdainfully, as if to say that you have nothing to do here.

After Zhang Qian entered the door, the clerk didn't mean to say hello.

Another little girl who was tidying up the hanger immediately ran over, bowed politely, and smiled sweetly: "Hello, welcome." Is there anything you need? I can introduce you. ”

Zhang Qian looked at the middle-aged woman standing at the door and rolling her eyes at them, the corners of her mouth hooked, and nodded at the little girl, "I'll take a look at it casually first, and when I need to call you later, you can get busy first." ”

"Okay, you see. The little girl was also quite down-to-earth, and continued to arrange her clothes after speaking.

Zhang Qian walked around the store, her brows furrowed, pretending to be cramped.

This made the middle-aged woman standing at the door really sneer unabashedly: "Little girl, why don't you go to the opposite mall to have a look, the price is cheaper, you are not good for me to do business here." ”

Zhang Qian ignored her, but patted the little girl who was sorting out her clothes, and pointed to a light green dress hanging in the most conspicuous place to her, "Please take that one to me and try it." ”

"All right," said the little girl, picking up the pole.

The middle-aged woman, who had not moved, quickly ran over and stopped the little girl's movements, "You can't try this dress, the color is too light! Besides, this dress is new this summer, and it is basically the most expensive one in the summer model, costing more than 600 yuan!

She seemed to be saying this to the little girl, but her eyes looked directly at Zhang Qian.

The little girl glanced at the domineering middle-aged woman, her lips moved, and she was about to say something, but she was interrupted by Zhang Qian.

Zhang Qian pursed her lips as if frustrated, and said to the little girl: "Okay, then sister, I won't embarrass you, then bring me the white shirt and leather pants." ”

"Okay, I'll give it to you," he said, going to get it.

The middle-aged woman came out to be a demon again, "The white one can't be tried either." ”

Zhang Qian sneered, "Then bring me that beige camisole shirt." ”

"That won't do either. ”

The little girl really couldn't see it, and whispered to the middle-aged woman: "Sister Xiu, the boss didn't say that you can't try." ”

The middle-aged woman glared at her vigorously, ignoring Zhang Qian, who was picking out clothes in the store, and said sharply: "Do you have a brain? Do you see that her clothes don't fit well and are washed white, she looks poor and sour, can she afford to buy clothes in the store? What should I do if I get dirty after trying it? I have to iron it when it is wrinkled, you will do all this?"

"I was doing it. The little girl muttered.

Zhang Qian felt that it was almost over, so she didn't continue to be aggrieved. She snatched the clothes pole from the middle-aged woman's hand, took off all the dozen or so items she looked like just now, and then piled them up in front of the little girl, "Wrap them all up for me." ”

"Okay, I'll ...... it" The little girl nodded, and it took a few seconds to realize the meaning of Zhang Qian's words, "What?

"Yes, swipe your card. Zhang Qian was simple and rude, without saying a word of nonsense, and directly took out the bank card that Jiang Jing gave her last time and saved 100,000 yuan and handed it to the little girl.