After the identity of the women's clothing boss was exposed by his sister

Seeing the face of the middle-aged female store manager, Mo Yichen slapped his forehead, "Neighbor Mala, trouble is coming again..."

The one who came in was a bald man, about fifty years old, and a young woman with heavy make-up was holding his arm.

The middle-aged female store manager immediately greeted her with great enthusiasm as if she had met her own father.
"Father...wrong, hello, boss, what do you need?"

"Well, I'll bring my daughter over to buy some clothes, you can choose a few for her..."

"Okay, boss, we just launched a batch of new models here, we guarantee your satisfaction..."

The bald man didn't seem to care about the enthusiasm of the middle-aged female store manager. After speaking, he sat on the sofa beside him and took out his mobile phone to wait quietly.

The middle-aged female store manager has no time to pay attention to the young clerk at this time. She has been choosing clothes for the "daughter" of the bald man. This is a big list!
The young female shop assistant stroked the glasses frame, shook her head helplessly, and murmured in a low voice,

"I... can't do this kind of thing..."

After speaking, he raised his head, put on a warm smile again, and continued to choose clothes and try them on with little Ruru.

Seeing the scene at this time, Mo Yichen was slightly taken aback. Could it be that he guessed wrong?
It seems that this period of time has been really tiring, and I always feel that there are people who want to harm my mother!

But how is this possible?
My old lady is not the self-proclaimed black physique written by those writers who hit the street...

It's best to be quiet like this, no disputes, no troubles...

Then, good spirits do not work, bad spirits.

Just when Mo Yichen breathed a sigh of relief, the middle-aged female store manager yelled loudly, which alarmed all the customers near the Yukui store.

"You damn girl, how many times have I told you, don't let this poor man try on our expensive clothes, especially this new style!"

Mo Yichen turned his head, just in time to see the middle-aged female store manager, pulling a light pink coffee-patterned shirt from the hands of the young female store clerk, cursing angrily,
"Especially this latest Roman Princess XIII, the only one in our store, priced at 66, how dare you let these little girls with no money try it on!

If it breaks, I can't afford to sell you! "

"Shop Manager, I think all customers who enter the store should be treated equally, and should not be treated differently..."

"Hehe, little girl, you still dare to talk back to me?

That's fine, you don't have to come tomorrow, you...are fired! "

Hearing that she had been resigned, the little girl's eyes suddenly danced, and the glistening teardrops kept circling in her eyes.

"Shop manager, even if you resign me, I will serve my customers well today. You just returned the Roman Princess XIII to me, and my customers still have to try it on..."

The young clerk wiped away tears, pouted, and said stubbornly.

Then at this time, the woman's eyes lit up following the bald man who came in, and she shouted,
"Is that dress called Roman Princess XIII? It's so beautiful, I want to try it..."
"Okay, miss, this dress is absolutely perfect for you, I'll give it to you..."

Seeing that the middle-aged female store manager ignored her young clerk at all, she almost cried.

"Sister, we want this dress, bring it here..."

Mo Yichen sighed in his heart, got up and "took" back the Roman Princess XIII shirt from the female store manager's hand.

To be honest, Mo Yichen really likes this shirt. The light pink color and light coffee lines make Mo Yichen very satisfied.

If that stupid store manager breaks it, it will be troublesome.

"That little girl quickly changed the clothes back, you didn't see that my guest liked it very much, do you want to try it on?
Besides, can you afford to pay for the damage? "

The middle-aged female store manager became impatient, and said harshly.

"Sister, let's talk about it so that we can get this dress first and have the right of first refusal..."

Mo Yichen was still making the last effort to reason and calm things down.

"Hey, you little girl, can you afford this Roman Princess XIII?
Do you know how much this dress costs?
It is 66 million RMB!

Do you have the money? "

"That's right, little sister, don't look at such expensive clothes if you don't have money, unless you can find some godfathers—"

The woman with heavy makeup came up at this time, said proudly, then turned to the middle-aged female store manager and said.

"Go and wrap this dress up for me, I want it..."

"You guys are going too far..."

Mo Yichen decided he couldn't bear it anymore, and made up his mind to teach this sharp and mean shop manager a lesson.

So he turned around, smiled at the young clerk, and said,

"Little girl, this dress, as well as the clothes we tried just now, are all wrapped up for me. I want it, and I swipe my card..."

"what……"

"You want them all? Just now, your female companion has tried all the new models, and the total price can be..."

The young clerk was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly explained that Yukui's clothes are not cheap.

"Hehe, first check how much money is in the card, if you have enough, then help me to swipe it..."

"Oh, alright……"

Then he took the bank card from Mo Yichen and went to the cashier.

Seeing that Mo Yichen really wanted to pay, the woman with heavy make-up immediately quit and said angrily,

"I don't care how much money you have. If I like it, it's mine. You go and grab that dress back from me!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged store manager immediately ran to the cashier and stopped the young clerk.

"Damn girl, I think you are trying to kill yourself, how could those two poor girls have the money to buy this one?

Return the clothes to me, my guest has taken a fancy to..."

Even if Mo Yichen really had the money to pay the bill, the middle-aged female store manager would make trouble.

If you sell it by yourself, the commission is as much as a month's salary.

Thinking of the middle-aged female store manager here, she turned around and rushed towards Mo Yichen, intending to grab back the clothes first.

"Crack!"

"Old lady, I have endured you for a long time..."

Mo Yichen slapped the middle-aged female store manager away, but he didn't calm down.

The woman with heavy makeup made a move, directly planning to grab Hua Mo Yichen's face.

"Let you grab the clothes I like..."

"Crack!"

Mo Yichen waved his hand again, and slapped the woman with heavy makeup away, but the force was much lighter than before, so the other party still didn't faint.

"Father, come here quickly, I was bullied by this little jerk..."

The bald man, who was originally focused on swiping his phone, heard the woman's cry for help, and with a sound of "whoosh!", he rushed to the woman's side and hugged her up.

After checking that the woman was fine, she turned around slowly and released a powerful momentum!
At this moment, Mo Yichen had a closer look at the appearance of the person in front of him, and he couldn't help exclaiming,

"I. Fuck, it turned out to be him!"