Siheyuan: promoted to director, sub-district office to send wife

Heh, she thinks He Yuzhu is the shrewdest man in the courtyard.

Will you give Song Jiayun money?Enough, not much possibility.

Song Jiayun smiled slightly, apparently not taking the provocation of the two of them to heart.

Turning around and continuing to choose clothes, he saw a dark coffee-colored woolen coat with a black belt.

"Comrade, help me find a small size and try it on."

The salesperson went to the small warehouse very quickly to find the right size, and took the initiative to help Song Jiayun with the clothes in his hand.

Coming out of the fitting room, Song Jiayun's effect in the coat was stunning.

Both men and women are conquered by her elegant temperament.

Zhao Qiuyan gritted her teeth jealously, and turned to ask the salesperson to find the same model for herself.

"Same size as her."

Hearing her request, the salesperson didn't respond, and reminded, "Comrade, if you try it on, you need to add a size up. The cuffs of this dress are very tight, and the underarms are also tailored."

I sell so many pieces of clothes every day, and I can get a rough idea of ​​the customer's body size at a glance.

Although Zhao Qiuyan has a good figure, with a thin waist and wide hips, she also has shortcomings that cannot be ignored.

The shoulders are broad and the arms are thick, and the clothes don't fit perfectly.

This kind of thing is very normal, one size bigger will not lose a piece of meat.

But Zhao Qiuyan felt that she had lost face in front of Song Jiayun, so she was so dissatisfied that she asked the salesperson to find her the same size.

The mouth was aggressive, "It's exactly the same, can't you understand human speech?"

The arrogant and domineering face made many people present look disgusted.

It's an eye-opener to meet such a wonderful woman when you go shopping.

When the salesman went to the warehouse to pick up the goods, Liu Guangtian poked his wife quietly, worried that the coat was expensive.

Zhao Qiuyan didn't worry about this problem at all, Song Jiayun dared to try on clothes without money, she had a big roll in her pocket!
The two whispered, the salesman had already brought the coat.

He was about to hand it to Zhao Qiuyan, but Song Jiayun picked it up.

She unfolded the coat completely, and asked everyone to carefully observe the front, back and sleeve buttons.

"Everyone has seen that the coat is brand new, without any blemishes."

After speaking, put the clothes on Zhao Qiuyan's wrist lightly, "You can try it on."

"have a finger in the pie!"

Zhao Qiuyan didn't understand what she meant, but she just felt irritable.

Grabbing the clothes, he rushed into the fitting room angrily.

"Thank you comrade."

The salesperson knew it later, and with that woman's character, she could definitely do things that slandered others.

In case the coat is damaged, then find an excuse to fix it on yourself.

The people in the fitting room did not show up for a long time.

The melon-eaters outside were no longer in the mood to go shopping, and they all formed a circle and waited for Zhao Qiuyan.

The tense atmosphere made Liu Guangtian's heart flutter, and he walked to the door of the fitting room and urged Zhao Qiuyan, "Are you ready? Come out."

Zhao Qiuyan was sweating profusely from anxiety, but when she heard the voice, she was even more anxious to cover her body.

Her inner clothes were a small padded jacket and two sweaters, three layers inside and three layers outside, which was already bulging.

When Song Jiayun was trying on the clothes, she took off all the thick clothes on her body and wore a knitted sweater.

There is a big difference in thickness between the two.

The two arms were finally tucked into the sleeves. Zhao Qiuyan was overjoyed, and pulled the sides of the coat to the front of her chest.

The quality of the woolen coat is very good, and the average woman can't damage it.

"Bah-"

All they heard was the sound of fabric being torn, and everyone's expressions changed suddenly, realizing that there was a problem in the fitting room.

The salesperson bypassed Liu Guangtian, went in to have a look, and directly opened the door of the fitting room.

A flustered Zhao Qiuyan was revealed.

"I didn't tear it apart, it just had a big hole."

"..." Song Jiayun pursed her lips and was speechless.

Such a poor-quality performance, how dare you talk about it.

"Guangtian, this is not my problem. Their shopping mall is clearly trying to blackmail people."

Zhao Qiuyan looked at her husband for help, and stuffed the coat into Liu Guangtian's arms.

Liu Guangtian hugged the hot potato, feeling extremely embarrassed, "Qiuyan, we checked just now, and the clothes are indeed fine."

He wanted to renege on his debts, but he had to see the reality clearly.

Dozens or even hundreds of eyes are staring at him, if he lies, it is pure nonsense.

"You're crazy, this coat costs at least a dozen dollars..."

In the fitting room, Zhao Qiuyan felt that the fabric of the clothes was really good, and they were heavy to carry.

If you break it yourself, you must be compensated.

The size fits well, take it home and mend it and continue to wear it.

But she knew very well that she couldn't get in at all...

The salesperson had no attitude towards her at all, and said coldly, "Comrade, this coat costs 43 yuan, which is a lot."

"43??!?"

Liu Guangtian's pupils suddenly dilated and his face was pale.

His year-round clothes can't cost 43 yuan!
"You cheat people, hanging out such expensive clothes, isn't that cheating people!"

Hearing the price, Zhao Qiuyan's eyes were a little empty, and she tried to continue to argue.

The people next to him pointed and pointed, but they didn't say anything good anyway.

Have the guts to try on clothes, and start pretending to be a bear when you tear them apart?

"The two comrades don't need to worry too much. Since it is posted, there will be customers who know the goods to buy it. This lesbian just chose one. Why didn't she tell us to blackmail people?"

Zhao Qiuyan was very jealous of the salesperson's attitude towards Song Jiayun, and looked at Song Jiayun eccentrically, "Can you afford it? For 43 yuan, He Yuzhu's monthly salary is not enough.

Besides, you also bought a knitted sweater, life is over! "

"Take care of yourself first, I don't have to buy it, but you have to."

Giving her a schadenfreude look, Song Jiayun took out a wad of money from her pocket, "Comrade, my two pieces, and my sister's, how much is the total?"

The salesperson happily took the money and gave her change.

The faces of the two people behind them changed several times in an instant, from surprise to jealousy to discomfort and embarrassment.

"He Yuzhu doesn't know, you spent all your hard-earned wages in one day. What kind of man married you, it's unlucky to die."

Many people who have become mother-in-laws at the scene felt a little uncomfortable when they heard Zhao Qiuyan's words and looked at Song Jiayun again.

Substituted into himself, the son worked hard, but the daughter-in-law didn't know how to cherish it at all.

Unfortunate family!
Song Jiayun did not expect that Zhao Qiuyan would stand on the moral high ground and scold herself, and suddenly felt a burst of anger rushing to the top of her head.

it's time.

He Yuzhu got up and patted his butt, went over and hugged his wife in his arms, and said in a contemptuous tone, "Zhao Qiuyan, if you're jealous, just say so, don't let your mother's fart go."

"Do you know how much she spent just now? It's more than your salary!"

"I am willing, and I am willing to spend all of it."