The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Mr. Xia?

Everyone looked at Xia Meng and fell silent when they saw that Xia Meng was wearing a casual sports suit and black, slightly old-looking mille-feuille bottoms that were incompatible with the luxurious decoration of the store.

Can he be called 'Mr. Xia'? At least run a company?

The boss of the company, wearing such tacky clothes?

The female store manager looked Xia Meng up and down, and when she saw that Xia Meng was wearing ordinary casual clothes and mille-layer bottoms on her feet, she even laughed out loud with disdain.

"Oh, some people are poor just because they are poor. Why do they pretend to be fat?"

"Do you really think that being called 'what kind of boss' will really make her a rich boss?"

"What's wrong with you?" Wang Nan took a step forward, "Who are you mocking?"

"Do you know that you are a waiter in the store and your duty is to serve customers well? How can you mock customers?"

The sales staff under the Xia Group are famous for providing good service. Although Wang Nan is not a sales staff, she received pre-job training before taking up the job and understands that everyone is equal and respects customers.

"What's wrong with my attitude?" The female store manager turned cold, "Did I say something wrong? Did you come to our store and make any purchases?"

“Who are you a customer if you don’t buy clothes in our store?”

"Besides," the female store manager looked at Xia Meng and said angrily, "Don't think I don't know what you said before. Have you ever told customers that buying clothes in our store is 'not worth it'?"

Faced with the female store manager's question, Xia Meng nodded, "I said it."

The female store manager seemed to have finally caught Xia Meng's trick, "Why do you say that buying clothes from our store is not worth it?"

"What qualifications do you have to say such a thing?"

"You slander our store, why should I be polite to you?"

Xia Meng's face was gloomy, and her tone was calm and indifferent as she said,

"I want to correct you. I didn't slander your store. I told the truth. The clothes in your store are sold at exorbitant prices and they're just not worth it! You're simply taking your customers as a scapegoat!"

Xia Meng didn't want to make the matter a big deal. Since these people were on their own, don't blame her for being rude.

"You?" The female store manager's face turned red with anger, "You said you didn't slander our store. Do you want to hear what you said?"

"We're 'collie', but we're a big brand in America! Why do we sell them more expensively?"

"You can't afford imported goods yourself, so are you going to slander us? I never thought that a big star like you would be such a person?"

After hearing this, the surrounding customers nodded, echoed the female store manager's words, and pointed at Xia Meng and Wang Nan.

After hearing this, the female fan of Xia Meng also stood up and pointed at Xia Meng and said,

"Xia Meng, I really didn't expect you to be this kind of person! I regret it very much. How could I admire and like you?"

Xia Meng did not speak, but walked to the clothes rack and picked up a pure cotton T-shirt.

"You sell this ordinary T-shirt for 199 yuan. Whether it is its workmanship or materials, it is not as good as the Yun Mengze T-shirt that costs 19 yuan."

Xia Meng held up the clothes for everyone to see, "You can feel it yourself, then touch the Yun Mengze clothes you are wearing, and finally touch your conscience and say, between the two clothes, which one is better?"

Many people looked at me, I looked at you, took a step forward, touched the T-shirt in Xia Meng's hand, and then touched the T-shirt he bought at Yunmengze, and then said in surprise,

"Yun Mengze's T-shirt is more comfortable to touch and thicker."

"Indeed, I have been wearing this Meng Yunze T-shirt for three years. It does not deform or fade. It looks like new after washing. The quality of Yun Mengze's clothes is indeed good."

When the female store manager heard this, she started to panic, "We...we are a big American brand, this T-shirt must...must have high technology! Yes, it has high technology!"

"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." The female store manager glared at Xia Meng, "The United States is a developed country with advanced technology. These clothes must also use high technology. Otherwise, why are they so expensive?"

This nonsense actually really frightened the customers.

"What the manager said makes sense!"

"Yes, it must be reasonable for people to sell it so expensively."

Wang Nan went crazy after hearing this, "What's the point? What kind of high technology is used in a T-shirt?"

"Oh, little girl, you don't understand and don't talk nonsense."

"That's right, this is a big imported brand, so it must be different from our domestic products."

Everyone was arguing when suddenly a deep middle-aged voice sounded,

"What's going on here?"

Everyone followed the sound and saw two middle-aged men standing at the door of the store, looking curiously into the store.

The female store manager had an angry look on her face, but when she saw the tall middle-aged man, she immediately greeted him as if she was seeing a savior.

"Boss! You are here!"

The owner of this 'collie' is here.

Seeing the mess in the store, Yang Kaixuan subconsciously began to frown.

"Wang Lili, what's going on?"

"I trust you and that's why I gave this store to you. Don't let me live up to my expectations of you!"

"Boss, it's really not my fault," Wang Lili said with an aggrieved look, "They were the ones causing trouble on purpose."

"Who?" Yang Kaixuan and Chen Ting beside him looked at the person pointed by Wang Lili, and then saw Xia Meng and Wang Nan.

Yang Kaixuan recognized Xia Meng, his eyes filled with surprise.

Chen Ting even mocked directly,

"Mr. Xia, I really didn't expect to meet you here."

Xia Meng nodded calmly, "Yeah."

Mr. Xia?

Wang Lili didn't expect that the head office manager in front of her, who even wanted to be polite to her boss, would call Xia Meng 'Mr. Xia'?

Is she really the boss of some company?

"Mr. Xia?" Yang Kaixuan looked at Chen Ting beside him, "Manager Chen, do you know Miss Xia Meng?"

"More than just acquaintance," Chen Ting looked at Xia Meng and said in a strange tone, "He is the powerful person of the Xia Group."

Xia Group?

Everyone was shocked!

He looked at Xia Meng in disbelief.

Who doesn't know about Xia Group, but they didn't expect that the chairman of Xia Group is Xia Meng.

Xia Meng has always kept a low profile. She refused many interviews and occasions where she needed to attend.

Although she still advertises for 'Yunmengze' every year, she has never announced that she is Yunmengze's boss.

An unnatural look flashed across Yang Kaixuan's face. Without it, he just felt guilty!

'collie', whether it is the decoration style or the style of the clothes inside, is all based on Yun Mengze.

To be more precise, it is plagiarism!

Yang Kaixuan was somewhat embarrassed when the real owner came to visit.

"Why did Mr. Xia come to our store?" Yang Kaixuan smiled and stepped forward, reaching out to shake Xia Meng's hand.

Xia Meng glanced at Yang Kaixuan without any intention of reaching out.

Seeing this, Yang Kaixuan could only laugh twice.

Chen Ting next to him still resented Xia Meng for not giving him face. Hearing this, he sarcastically said,

"Mr. Xia must have thought that his clothes were not good, so he came to our 'collie' to buy clothes, right?"