Unaware of the strange looks of the people around her, Nancy still stared at the blouse worn by the mannequins on the booth with a sad expression. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the eyes of others, it is like a child lying on the shop window and looking enviously at the various cakes inside.

What to do? Is that all? How could her mother's idea for her be so denigrating?

But the hospitality here is all snobbish, because of the clothes she wears now, and no one has stepped forward to serve her.

She wants to see the store manager, and her mother's idea can't be slandered like this!

However, it seems that there is no hospitality, and Ken calls the store manager for her.

So...... She had no choice but to do it!

The sudden "stab" shocked the people in the entire store.

"Oh my God! What are you doing! Where did the wild chick come from! Cortana and a few hostesses rushed forward and surrounded Nancy, who was still tearing her clothes.

"The camera adjusts the human and physical evidence, lest the girl's parents come and don't admit it! Xiaolu, call the store manager quickly! A middle-aged woman who seemed to be in charge calmly commanded.

Nancy was surrounded by five or six hostesses, not saying a word, just indifferently leaning against the mannequins on the stand, looking down at the bright and smooth floor tiles, not knowing what she was thinking.

In the eyes of everyone, she is like a child who bows her head and admits her mistakes, which makes a noble lady who wanted to help her pay for it before to pity her even more.

The lady walked through the waitresses' room, protected Nancy behind her, and said to the waitress in a fierce voice, "Don't frighten the girls. ”

After speaking, he turned around and gently took Nancy's hand, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, my surname is Zhou, just call me Aunt Zhou." If your family doesn't have enough money to pay, Aunt Zhou will help you pay the rest. ”

Yan'er is a Sixian dialect and a friendly name for children. Nancy felt the kindness of this Aunt Zhou, and didn't know how to refuse, but smiled sweetly at her and said, "Thank you, Auntie, I'm fine." ”

Seeing that the girl's attitude was very gentle, Aunt Zhou was relieved, and couldn't help but persuade in a good voice: "Son, don't destroy the clothes you like if you can't get them, it will bring trouble to your family." It's not easy for your parents, right? ”

Before Nancy could answer, Cortana couldn't help but taunt, "It's not easy for her parents, it's unlucky!" gave birth to such a money-losing goods! ”

In the face of such insults, Nancy remained silent, like a well-behaved rag doll, standing quietly under the bright and gorgeous ceiling lamp.

Aunt Zhou glared at Cortana, and chatted with Nancy cordially and gently, "How old are you?" Looks like you're still in high school, right? In which high school? ”

"I am eighteen years old and studying in Sixian No. 1 Middle School."

"Sixian No. 1 Middle School? My son is also in Sixian No. 1 Middle School, his name is Chen Feng, I don't know if you know him? ”

Chen Feng? It's a familiar name......

Oh, it's the boy I met in the cafeteria during the monthly exam.

What a coincidence.

"I guess I know." Nancy blinked, a little surprised.

Maybe it's the namesake of the same name.

"He's in the third (16th) class of high school, so I casually asked, do you really know each other?" Seeing the expression on Nancy's face change from confusion to certainty, Aunt Zhou exclaimed, "What a coincidence!" ”

Senior 3 (16) class? Nancy has a good memory, and it seems that she is indeed the boy who only has one side.

That's a real coincidence.

While the two were talking, the store manager finally arrived at the scene of the accident.

This is a middle-aged man in his forties, without a beer belly, and with a thin body. He has a very cleanly shaved beard and a pair of black-rimmed glasses, which makes him look very cultured.

He looked gloomily at the torn clothes on the mannequin next to Nancy, and did not show anger, but stared at Nancy with a calm face for a long time before asking, "Little girl, why are you tearing your clothes?" ”

"What else? It's just that you can't eat grapes and say that grapes are sour, and you can't afford to buy clothes, so you ruin your clothes. Cortana said with some clarity.

She didn't want this girl to suddenly have a reason to vent her anger on her clothes because she had a bad attitude.

Aunt Zhou was actually very curious, the girl in front of her was not as rude as she guessed because of poverty, so why did she tear her clothes?

"Because I wanted to see you, the store manager, but no one called you for me." The girl replied with a serious face.

your grandma bear!

For a while, the onlookers were scolding their mothers in their hearts, just because they wanted to see the store manager, they tore up two or three thousand clothes? Do your parents know that you are such a loser?

Aunt Zhou also had a hint of anger in her heart, so she stuffed the hand on Nancy's shoulder back into her pocket.

Does she still want to continue to help this girl? Use her kindness to achieve her defeat? Let her continue to harm her hard-earned parents so ignorantly?

The store manager was a calm person, and when he heard this reason, he still didn't have a big mood swing, but continued to delve into the question: "Okay, little girl, you have successfully called me here." But did you know that you will have to bear the corresponding losses for what you have done? ”

"Yes. But when a customer needs to see the store manager, isn't it the clerk's duty to help the customer complete the request? ”

"This is a dereliction of duty on the part of the clerk, and I will punish her later. However, if you cause any damage, please cooperate with our store to solve it immediately. The store manager stared straight at Nancy with a deep look in his eyes.

Nancy didn't believe that the store manager would punish the clerk later, and she didn't have much weight as a passer-by who seemed to have no money or power compared to the clerk who made a profit for the store.

Cortana also knew this very well, so the "punishment" in the store manager's words had no deterrent effect on her, and she still looked at the thin girl in the circle with a gloating expression.

"Okay, store manager, how many pieces of this dress are there in the store?" Nancy was no longer obsessed with holding the clerk responsible, but her expression was a little cold.

"Eight."

"Help me find them all, wrap them up, I want them all."

“…… This isn't the place for you to mess around! This time, the store manager really couldn't help it and scolded.

Aunt Zhou was also completely disappointed in this girl, left her, and returned to the surrounding crowd.

"There's a POS machine in the store, right? I'm paying by credit card first, is that okay? ”

Before everyone could react, Cortana hurriedly found a POS machine and placed it on a half-person tall booth. She didn't believe that this girl, who wasn't much younger than her, had so much money.

Seeing this, everyone looked at Nancy in disbelief, wanting to see what this girl would do next.

The store manager also had a gloomy face, and if a "insufficient balance" popped up later, he wanted to know how this girl would end.

And buy eight of the same clothes? Does this girl have a brain problem? It can't be a neurological hospital that ran out of his shop to mess around, right?

"Eight pieces, since you didn't bring a student ID, then according to the original price, 8 times 2899, a total of 23,192 yuan."

The supervisor walked in and followed Cortana to the booth, calculating aloud as she typed the numbers into the POS machine and pushed her towards Nancy.

Nancy expertly stuffed her bank card in, and entered the password with a slight mask. With "Payment Successful" displayed on the green screen, a slip is printed. Then she skillfully took the ballpoint pen hanging from the POS machine and signed her name on the slip.

All the actions were done in one go, and before everyone had time to marvel, only shock remained, followed by all kinds of doubts.

The entire shop fell silent for a moment.