billionaire heir

Chapter 406 Eat your rice?

"Okay." Zhou Haoxuan knew that not letting them try it on was just an excuse. It was nothing more than that the female salesperson couldn't afford to buy this suit because she didn't look good in it. She just wanted to get addicted to famous brands, so Just said that.

Now that everyone has said so, Zhou Haoxuan just doesn't buy it here, and everyone knows it well.

But before Zhou Haoxuan left, a middle-aged man with a big gold chain came over and said to the saleswoman, "Help me take off that blue shirt, I'll try it on. "

"Okay, sir." The saleswoman immediately showed a flattering smile to the middle-aged man with the big gold chain, then took off the blue shirt hanging on the high place, and handed it to him respectfully. That middle-aged man.

Zhou Haoxuan looked unhappy.

He can be fooled, and he is willing to accept fooling, but this is simply slapping him in the face in front of him, and he is not happy anymore.

Therefore, Zhou Haoxuan ignored the female salesperson, and continued to take the shirt and walked towards the fitting room first, blocking the middle-aged man from the outside.

There are five fitting rooms here, and there are people in the other four, leaving only one for now.

Zhou Haoxuan snatched this, and the middle-aged man could only wait outside.

The female salesperson suddenly became angry, and rushed to the door, preventing Zhou Haoxuan from closing the door.

"I told you that the clothes bought here are not allowed to be tried on, didn't you hear that?" Looking at the saleswoman's appearance, she seemed as if she wanted to swallow Zhou Haoxuan alive, so it was scary.

There is no way, who let Zhou Haoxuan delay her making money.

You know, the basic salary here is pitifully low, and these salesmen rely on the commission from selling clothes, and they can earn seven to eight thousand a month.

If Zhou Haoxuan pissed her customers off, became angry, and stopped buying clothes, she would lose hundreds of dollars in commission, and that would be cutting her flesh. How could she not be angry?
"Yeah, why did I forget." Zhou Haoxuan chuckled, and said to the middle-aged man, "Did you hear that, you are not allowed to try on clothes when you buy them here, buy them if you can afford them, and get out if you can't afford them. Just don't try on these clothes to get over the designer clothes."

"Can't try it on?" The middle-aged man's face suddenly darkened, "What do you mean?"

"Don't get me wrong." The saleswoman cried anxiously, "You can try it on, but he can't!"

"What do you mean?" Zhou Haoxuan stared, "Does he have one more head than me, or is he more handsome than me, why can he try it on, but I can't?"

"Don't think I don't know what you guys mean, I've seen a lot of rubbish like you!" The female saleswoman said anxiously, "A person who dresses like you is either a micro-business or a poor dick. I come here to wear brand-name clothes either to pretend to be cool in the circle of friends or to deceive girls. The clothes here are at least five figures. Once worn by garbage like you, they become second-hand goods. Isn’t it true that they can be worn if they fall off? How much is a famous brand of clothes worth?"

While beating Zhou Haoxuan, the female salesperson praised the middle-aged man, and heard that the middle-aged man was very helpful: "It makes sense, the clothes here just can't be worn by you poor dicks, and we will lose our value."

Zhou Haoxuan smiled at the female salesperson, "Hehe, you mean that poor people can't try on clothes, but rich people can try them on. Is that what you mean?"

"That's right, that's what I mean." The female salesperson snorted, "Do you understand? If you understand, get out immediately! Get out—"

"Did the poor eat your rice? Sleeping with your mother? Or sleeping with you?" Zhou Haoxuan asked three soul-searching questions in one breath, which made the female salesperson blush and didn't know how to respond for a while.

Zhou Haoxuan continued: "You think you are a rich man when you stand here? You are just a salesman who looks at rich people's clothes. In ancient times, you were a lowly servant girl who waited on the bed. What do you have to look down on? Poor people, is your father rich or your mother rich? If none of them are rich, are they also the garbage in your mouth? What is the name of the daughter born of garbage and garbage, little garbage?"

Zhou Haoxuan burst out a series of swear words in one breath, but these swear words sounded rough and unreasonable, and the saleswoman was speechless, but amused the middle-aged man: "Brother, your mouth Very neat, are you interested in coming to my real estate company as a salesperson?"

"No, thank you, I just want to buy a beautiful dress and go to a rich party at night." Zhou Haoxuan said, "If a rich female boss takes a fancy to me at the party, I will become famous. This woman You don’t even let me try it on, it’s cutting off my money, do you think it’s hateful or not?”

"Haha..." A lot of spectators around were amused by Zhou Haoxuan, they laughed, and the female saleswoman gritted her teeth angrily: "If you can show proof that you have 1 yuan, you can try it on casually. If If you can’t take it out, just get out, don’t talk nonsense here, and disturb my business!”

"1 yuan? Who are you looking down on?" Zhou Haoxuan glanced at the female salesperson with disdain, and said with a groan, "I spent [-] yuan, am I proud? I borrowed [-] yuan. Inflated? The credit card limit is [-], did I show it off?"

"Haha..." There was another burst of wild laughter all around, and the laughter made the saleswoman feel like she was about to suffocate.

Too much, too much, how can this mouth be so cheap?
Seeing that Zhou Haoxuan was about to close the fitting room again, the female salesperson completely confronted Zhou Haoxuan: "Get out, I won't sell your clothes, get out!"

"Hehehehe..." Zhou Haoxuan sneered again and again, "Who do you think you are? Are you the boss here? If so, if you don't sell my clothes, I'll leave immediately. But are you? You are just what you say is poor Hanging silk, rubbish, what right do you have to prevent me from buying clothes here? If you have the guts, you can call the manager over now and let the manager see your attitude. The manager thinks your attitude is okay, okay, I will leave. As for your rubbish, you have no right to point fingers at me!"

"well said!"

"It's a good scolding, haha!"

"Domineering!"

Although most of the people who can shop here are rich people, they don't look down on the poor very much. Even if they really look down on them, most of them just keep it in their hearts and rarely show it.

On the contrary, the female salesperson, who is clearly a poor person, looks down on the poor. This kind of person, whether poor or rich, looks down on her.

How could the saleswoman dare to go to the manager for making such a mess?

Just when she was at a loss, a woman in a pink business suit came over and said with a smile on her face: "Sir, I'm sorry, our salesman did something wrong, you want to buy You can choose which clothes you want. If you waste your time, I will give you a [-]% discount!"

(End of this chapter)