At this time, Fang Yuanyuan was muttering in his heart, it is said that there are a total of 1,000 participants, can't all these 1,000 people live here? Isn't that half of the community covered?

In November, the weather in Kyoto was already dry and cold, and Fang Yuanyuan had to wear a mask after going out for a while. After all, she just came from X City, where the air is humid and the scenery is beautiful, which is really a bit different from here.

However, despite all the unsatisfactory climate, the prosperity and fast pace of the national capital are also very different from other small cities.

Fang Yuanyuan now wants to open it very much, the store is her own, there is no pressure to be good or bad, and she also believes in her own ability, although she doesn't dare to call it the best, but it is definitely not bad, after all, since the development of her brain domain, the amount of knowledge she has been exposed to every day and the accumulated knowledge reserve are far ahead of everyone.

It is precisely because of this that she will be in the mood to go shopping alone and enjoy the scenery this afternoon, isn't it beautiful!

Walking in the bustling street market, the various autumn dresses in the surrounding windows are still colorful, and the new winter clothes are particularly heavy.

Fang Yuanyuan walked into a women's clothing store.

The salesman had a very good attitude, and after consulting Fang Yuanyuan just casually, he didn't ignore or chatter, but stood in the corner closest to her, paying attention to her requirements at any time.

Fang Yuanyuan couldn't help but sigh: It really deserves to be Kyoto, even the staff of any clothing store on the side of the road has such a good attitude!

Picking up a smoky gray knitted cardigan and looking at it carefully, Fang Yuanyuan made a slight gesture on his body, and knew that he should be wearing it very well, the salesman next to him stood beside her knowingly, Fang Yuanyuan handed her the clothes: "Trouble, can you help me find an L number?" ”

The salesman looked at the number skillfully, and the sorry other party Yuanyuan said: "I'm sorry, this is this year's new winter clothes, and now the estimated number is not complete." Can you wait a minute, I'll check the inventory? ”

Seeing Fang Yuanyuan nodding, she turned around and hung her clothes back in place, entered the cashier and began to check the inventory.

Fang Yuanyuan was not particularly anxious, she looked back and forth, and then took a fancy to a Japanese tasseled light blue sweater, and a dark blue owl wrap tweed skirt with gray orange, she looked at the number on the shelf, picked the L number in her hand, and went to the fitting room to try it on.

The fitting room is very large, and there is a bronze carved full-length mirror, Fang Yuanyuan looked back and forth in her clothes, the quality and workmanship have nothing to say, the material is also very textured, and the color matching is impeccable, she nodded with satisfaction, and decided that it was them.

She didn't change her clothes, she pushed the heavy door directly out of the fitting room, and was about to put on the smoke-gray knitted cardigan again, but when she came out, she was dumbfounded.

The salesman who served Fang Yuanyuan was squeezed in the middle, his face was at a loss, his expression was speechless, and he was very subtle.

Fang Yuanyuan squeezed forward and asked, "What's the matter?" Did I find the number of my clothes? ”

The salesman next to him saw that someone was coming to play the round, and nodded busily: "Yes, yes, come, Aning, bring the clothes to this beauty." ”

hurriedly pulled away the customer in the center of the incident: "Beauty, I'm sorry, this dress was indeed picked by this customer first, I'm sorry." ”

Fang Yuanyuan raised her eyebrows, there were already other guests who were giving her science just now. To put it simply, the smoke-gray knitted cardigan that Fang Yuanyuan likes is particularly popular, and there is only one piece left in the L number, but everything always comes first and comes first, and this store is doing well. Then, the customer was unwilling, insisted on buying it, and immediately gave money, but the store manager did not agree, and she became angry...... In short, the plot is as simple as that.

Fang Yuanyuan followed the gazes of several people, and there was a female customer standing in the center of the store, about twenty-five or sixteen years old, her facial features were not bad, but her complexion was ...... Ahem, it's a bit deep. The short fluffy shoulder-length curls, coupled with the pair of high, thin-heeled short-waisted mesh boots underneath, overall, are okay.

However, some people wear it because of their height, and some people wear it because of their weight......

Fang Yuanyuan walked over and smiled at the red-faced salesman: "It's okay, just give that dress to this guest, I'll pick something else." By the way, I'm not bad in this set, can I wrap it up later? ”

Several salesmen were relieved and quickly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fang Yuanyuan thought very simply, she only liked this dress slightly, it was not that it had to be, since people liked it so much, it was nothing to give it to her.

Who knows, they think very well, but the guests don't appreciate it at all.

I saw that the female guest stepped forward, and her two friends also followed left and right, and began to scold Fang Yuanyuan and the others: "Who wants you to behave like this!" Isn't it just a ragged piece of clothing, and I'm not uncommon. ”

She said that she was excited, and threw her clothes on the ground with her hand.

"Ahh A clerk exclaimed.

Everyone looked on the ground and found that the dress had unfortunately been thrown on a small box of unfinished Malatang, and now, it was obvious that it was stained with oil.

What's even more unfortunate is that the box of Malatang was brought in by this guest.

At this moment, the store manager's always warm expression finally changed, she stepped forward and said to the customer: "Sorry, this beauty, according to the regulations, you may have to bear the cost of buying this dress." ”

The female customer was even more angry: "Why? Your hygiene is not done well, and you want me to clean up the mess?!! Do you think I am so rare for this ragged dress? ”

Several onlookers complained: Aren't you quite rare, you're about to fight with others.

The store manager straightened his chest slightly, and said without humility or arrogance: "I'm sorry, this beauty, when we open a store to do business, we must pay attention to harmony and make money, but we must also pay attention to reputation." Before you had to ask for this dress, our clerk has already told you the details carefully. There is only one piece of clothing, but it is already favored by other guests, and you still insist on it. Later, the guest also agreed to sell the dress, but you were unwilling and maliciously damaged the dress...... It stands to reason that you need to apologize to everyone here and compensate for this dress by the way. ”

The customer was even more angry, and she crushed the sweater hard: "Phew! Now it's a fart! Let me tell you, I am the most disgusting of you Kyoto people, every day I feel that I am from Kyoto, from a big city, I feel that I am amazing, and I look down on us every day from a small place. I sue you, aren't you just different in your accounts? If you have the ability, you let them pay for it! What happened to the rural people? What if you're not from Kyoto? Why do you say what you say, and you still feel superior to yourself? ”

Fang Yuanyuan and the others were dumbfounded: Wonderful!