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Tang Baozhu looked at the salesperson.

"What if I say that I am the owner of these silks?"

The salesperson looked Tang Baozhu up and down, then laughed with sarcasm in his eyes.

"You? You must be kidding. I can tell from the looks of it that you're a fraud. When you heard you were related to Mr. Ning, you followed him eagerly. I've seen many women like you. Get out of my store now and don't dirty my shop."

Song Xiaohua glared at the salesperson.

"How can you be so low-key? With a salesperson like you, let alone doing business, it simply lowers the quality of the silk. Aren't you afraid that the boss will be angry and Mr. Ning will blame you?"

The salesperson played with his fingernails.

"Oh, you're trying to use your superiors to pressure me. Do you know that I'm the salesperson personally selected by Mr. Ning? I get paid every minute I sit here. Even if I can't sell a single horse, no one dares to say no to me. Stop embarrassing yourself here and leave."

Seeing that the salesman was about to expel someone,

Song Xiaohua stood in front with her hands on her hips.

"Do you dare to touch my second young lady?"

"Hey, you still want to stay here? You two look so poor, dawdling here all the time, are you trying to steal something?"

The salesman's voice was so loud that many people gathered around, and even the salesmen from the shops next door came over.

One of the salesmen, who was dressed fashionably, looked at Tang Baozhu's outfit and tried to attract her.

"This silk shop is owned by the Ning family, and they are very picky. Don't buy from them. What's so good about silk? It's expensive and delicate. My name is Xiao Taozi. Come to my house. My house specializes in beauty and skin care products. I see that you have a good foundation. After using them, you will definitely be even more beautiful and charming."

Tang Baozhu didn't want to get entangled with the sarcastic salesperson. Looking at the enthusiastic Xiao Taozi, she immediately made a comparison in her heart.

There is a beauty store across the street. There is always a constant stream of new and old customers. It seems that the quality of the salesperson can really determine the life or death of a store.

Tang Baozhu nodded.

"I just came to Shanghai. I'm not used to the climate and environment here. I want to see how your products are."

Little Peach was overjoyed.

"This way, please. My store manager is here right now. She is very skilled and can personally apply the products to you. Most of the cosmetics in our beauty store are developed by our own factory. They are gentle and very effective. Whether you have dry skin or desert dry skin, or you have oily skin or neutral skin, we have corresponding products."

Xiao Taozi's introduction was very pertinent, making people want to try it out immediately. Tang Baozhu couldn't help but look at Xiao Taozi a few more times.

She is a gentle and lovely little girl.

At this moment, the silk salesman behind him snorted coldly.

"Xiao Taozi, don't waste your time. He's obviously from out of town, and he looks poor. He may be here to shop at the mall, but he might be here to apply for a job. If he takes your job away, you'll be crying."

Xiao Taozi frowned.

"Sister Bitui, you are usually arrogant and look down on others, but you are so rude to customers. Aren't you afraid that your superiors will fire you? Besides, she is willing to try the product with me now, so she is my customer. The customer is God, you don't understand."

Beatrice folded her arms across her chest.

"I'm not afraid. I was personally selected by Mr. Ning. Who dares to fire me?"

As soon as Beatrice finished speaking, a path suddenly opened up in the crowd.

"Really? That's a good tone."

A familiar male voice sounded, and a man in a black suit slowly walked into the silk shop surrounded by a group of people.

The person who came was actually Xie Xin. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and scanned the store, finally meeting Tang Baozhu's eyes.

"Ms. Tang Er, long time no see."

Tang Baozhu didn't expect that the first acquaintance she met in Shanghai was actually Xie Xin, whom she didn't know very well. They had met once before and admired each other's character very much. It was a kind of joy to meet an old friend in a foreign land.

"Hello, sir."

Tang Baozhu had just greeted him, but before she could say anything else, she heard the murmurs of discussion around her.

"Isn't this Mr. Xie from Xie's Shoes?"

"Yes, that's him. Xie's invested heavily in the department store some time ago, and now he is also a small shareholder."

"It seems that this arrogant Bi Cui is going to get into trouble. These two outsiders are obviously acquaintances of Mr. Xie."

Beatrice was also surprised. She didn't expect that these two country bumpkins knew Xie Xin. It was incredible.

"Mr. Xie, they are your friends. You can't judge a person by his appearance. They dress like outsiders, so I... blame myself for being short-sighted. I blame myself for not recognizing the great man."

Tang Baozhu looked at Bi Cui, whose expression changed instantly, and chuckled.

"Oh, you treat outsiders differently? Is this how you, a salesman, treat customers? People who don't know would think you're the store owner!"

Beatrice felt a little guilty, but she tried to remain calm.

"I am a salesperson personally selected by Mr. Ning, and my boss is a popular figure around Mr. Ning, so I am also relying on Mr. Ning to promote the reputation of high-end products?"

"Really? I never knew I was a popular figure around Mr. Ning, and I never wanted the silk and satin produced by the factory to be high-end. Besides, what you call high-end is differential treatment? Discrimination against outsiders, looking down on people?"

Beatrice was pushed back step by step.

"You...you are the boss?"

Song Xiaohua bared her teeth.

"My second young lady just said it, but you didn't believe it. Now you're getting slapped in the face."

Beatrice rolled her eyes and quickly hugged Tang Baozhu's thigh.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know. I really didn't know you were the boss. I was blind. Please don't bear grudges against me."

Tang Baozhu shook off Beicui and shook off the wrinkles on her clothes.

"I'm sorry, I don't need a salesperson who looks down on others. As you just said, stay away from my silk and don't dirty my shop. Go away, you are fired, don't embarrass yourself here."

As soon as Tang Baozhu finished speaking, the security personnel behind her pulled the pale-faced Bitui out.

Xie Xin looked at Tang Baozhu with a smile.

"Seeing you hold back and not get angry, I thought Miss Tang, who is full of thorns, would be soft this time. It turns out you haven't changed your personality."

Knowing Xie Xin was teasing her, she put her hands on her hips.

"Because of her, my silk sales have gone to zero. This is intolerable."

It’s so infuriating. Ning Jinchuan must have done this on purpose. Who is he looking for?

Xie Xin looked at Tang Baozhu's outfit.

"You just came from Suhe Town? Why didn't you tell Ning Yanchu?"

Tang Baozhu didn't say anything. Xie Xin touched his chin.

"You didn't even tell Mr. Ning? Why did you come to Shanghai alone?"

"Who said that?" Tang Baozhu pulled Song Xiaohua in front of her.

"I also brought my friend, Song Xiaohua."