I was a daigou in the 60s

"I'm really flattered by your enthusiasm. It's not like we won't be selling anything today."

"Don't worry, I signed a six-month contract, and I'll be operating here during this time."

Despite the old man's efforts to maintain order, customers couldn't wait to rush into the store and pick out clothes frantically.

The prices of clothes here are indeed much cheaper than outside, almost half of those in specialty stores or even lower.

In the past, buying a piece of clothing might cost half a month's salary, but now it only takes a week's income.

However, the rush to buy has also sparked some disputes.

"Don't grab it! I saw this dress first!"

"Stop your sarcastic remarks! This is a popular style, bring it to me now!"

"You already have so much in your hands, what else are you grabbing?"

"I plan to resell it and make a profit. Do you have any objection?"

The scene was chaotic for a while until the management arrived and calmed down the dispute.

Watching the shop gradually return to calm.

Su Zhilan breathed a sigh of relief and then began to look through the clothes carefully.

Men's and women's clothing have been sold out, only the children's clothing area is relatively deserted.

She suddenly noticed a brightly colored children's jacket.

It was the same lace jacket that I bought for my daughter from Yin Meifang yesterday.

She spent eighty yuan on that one yesterday, but the price here is only forty yuan.

Su Zhilan touched the coat and confirmed that its material and style were exactly the same as the one she bought yesterday and was not a defective product.

Faced with such a price difference, Su Zhilan couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, as if she had wasted money.

Sometimes shopping is like this: once you find a better deal, your previous purchase will seem less wise.

However, Su Zhilan told herself that what was important was that her daughter liked the dress, and that was the most worthwhile thing.

In a newly opened clothing store, Aunt Su pointed at a piece of clothing and said to Su Zhilan.

"This is so suitable for your daughter. She will look beautiful in it."

"I've already bought it."

Su Zhilan replied.

"This store just opened today, right? How come you're here so soon?"

Aunt Su asked curiously.

Su Zhilan shook her head and explained.

"I didn't buy it here. I bought it yesterday at another store on the street for 80 yuan."

“80 yuan?!”

Aunt Su was so surprised that she almost screamed.

She took a quick look at the price tag.

"Why is it only 40 yuan here? The quality must be problematic. Cheap goods are not good.

These clothes may be of unknown origin, so we should not look at them."

Aunt Su spoke so loudly that she attracted the attention of some onlookers.

The owner, a fat old man, looked increasingly unhappy.

“I heard that some unscrupulous merchants would go to remote villages to buy the old clothes of the dead, clean them and sell them again.

I think this store is the same.”

Aunt Su said with a skeptical look.

Su Zhilan was startled and said anxiously.

"Auntie Su, stop guessing. How could such a thing happen?"

"How is it impossible?"

Aunt Su refuted with glaring eyes.

"I've lived for so many years, what haven't I seen?"

The fat old man finally couldn't help it. He walked towards Aunt Su and said with a frown.

"If you want to buy something, buy it. If you don't want to buy it, don't talk nonsense!"

"Am I talking nonsense?"

Aunt Su put her hands on her hips and refused to give in.

"Just because you haven't experienced something doesn't mean it doesn't exist!"

"Your store is just not good. Who knows where your clothes come from?"

"If there's a problem with the dress, let's see what you can do!"

Aunt Su continued to scold, her words mixed with some obscene words.

Su Zhilan felt very embarrassed. She gently pulled the corner of Aunt Su's clothes and whispered.

"Aunt Su, let's go. Why bother arguing with him?"

"Why should we leave? Look at his attitude just now. Can't we just communicate properly?"

Aunt Su was unwilling to accept this.

"You shrew..."

The fat old man muttered angrily.

"All the goods in our store are purchased through formal channels!"

The fat old man said excitedly.

"Do you think I don't want to raise the price? What can I do if the boss won't allow it?"

It turned out that the shops here were part of a large shopping mall run by a man named Xiao Dongqing, Wankeman.

In order to attract merchants to settle in, Xiao Dongqing proposed a unique marketing strategy:

Not only is rent waived, but the store owner is also given a certain subsidy every month.

But the condition is that the prices of all goods must be set by him to ensure low prices and high quality to attract more customers.

This model of small profits but quick turnover has attracted many businesses.

"If I hadn't taken notice of the traffic here, I wouldn't sell the clothes so cheaply!"

The fat old man said breathlessly.

"The customer is God. Do you dare not sell it to me?"

Aunt Su challenged.

"You are simply unreasonable!"

The fat old man roared.

At this time, Xiao Dongqing hurried over, saw this scene, and immediately stepped forward to find out what was going on.

When Xiao Dongqing stepped into the new store, he happened to encounter the chaos of the first day of opening.

He saw the fat boss pointing at two ladies, Aunt Su and Su Zhilan.

Complaints that they made groundless accusations of product quality problems and did not behave like ordinary customers.

When Xiao Dongqing saw Su Zhilan, his heart tightened.

He knew his wife was gentle and would never start a fight.

Then, his gaze turned to Aunt Su who walked out from the corner, and he immediately understood the whole story.

With a frown, Xiao Dongqing walked over, pulled Su Zhilan behind him, and stood in front of her as if protecting her.

"Stop talking nonsense to my wife!"

He said to Aunt Su, his tone full of disgust.

Aunt Su was surprised at first, then sneered.

"I'm still trying to get close to you? You haven't been home for five days, and you still remember that you have a wife?"

She said sarcastically, announcing suddenly.

"Let's get a divorce!"

"This has nothing to do with you."

Xiao Dongqing answered without giving Aunt Su a good look.

"Today is the opening day, please don't make trouble here."

"If you don't want to buy, please leave."

"Oh, do you really think you're the boss here? I won't leave, what can you do?"

Aunt Su said provocatively.

"Last warning, get out!"

Xiao Dongqing's voice became low and stern.

Aunt Su felt a chill coming over her, but she still forced herself to glare and refute.

"You think you can do it just by scaring me? Do you have such ability?"

"Let me tell you, Cao Yuanhua from the textile factory is my relative. If you dare to touch me, he won't let you go!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Dongqing suddenly took action and attacked Aunt Su.

Aunt Su was caught off guard and bent over by the sudden pain.

Xiao Dongqing attacked again, this time with greater force.

Aunt Su bumped into the wall and slid to the ground in pain.

Faced with this scene, Su Zhilan burst into tears.

She rushed to Aunt Su, stood between the two, and blamed Xiao Dongqing.

"Why do you always resort to violence to solve problems? Aunt Su is older than you, you should respect her!"

Xiao Dongqing responded coldly.