"Miss, please see clearly, there is just some red wine here, it is not a stain that is difficult to remove. There is just dust behind it, which should be able to be washed away. How about this, how about I bear all the washing fees?"

Yang Ruoyan pointed to a small thumb-sized red stain on her clothes and negotiated with the clerk at the bridal shop because they refused to refund her money and wanted her to compensate.

The clerk awkwardly took the dress and shawl she had changed into, turned it over and found a large white-gray stain, and said:

"Miss, our store has express regulations that you have to compensate according to the price for stains that cannot be washed away and clothes that have damaged materials. There are signs of damage on the buttocks of your dress and the small shawl outside, which cannot be washed.

dropped.

We are just shop assistants, please don’t make things difficult for us!”

Yang Ruoyan looked at the places pointed by the clerk with a frown. He was thrown out of the taxi driver and fell down just now. The position of his buttocks should have been worn at that time, and the buttons on the shawl were also removed by him.

She sighed heavily, held her clothes in frustration, and asked:

"Then how much compensation do I need?"

"Ms. Yang, because you are a VIP of our store and have good credit, the initial deposit was only one-fifth of the price of the clothes.

This dress with shawl costs a total of 10,900 yuan. VIPs can get a 20% discount if they buy enough, which is 8,720 yuan. After deducting the 2,000 yuan deposit, you still need to pay 6,720 yuan."

The clerk politely settled the bill and said.

Yang Ruoyan was shocked. Such a set of clothes cost more than 10,000 yuan, which was not expensive. However, she only had more than 5,000 yuan in cash, which was not enough at all.

"Miss, can it be cheaper? I don't have that much cash with me."

The clerk smiled slightly and said politely:

"Ms. Yang, according to the VIP card, your card is Mr. Chen's supplementary card, so you can charge the bill directly to Mr. Chen without paying now."

"Uh... no need, he and I don't know each other, so we don't need to charge him with it, so can't you count it less?"

"this……"

The two clerks looked at her with ugly faces, their eyes full of contempt. They all knew that the woman in front of them was the one who caused a big fuss at the wedding yesterday.

It is said that he is pestering Mr. Chen, and he should have made a lot of money, but he is still so stingy and embarrass them here.

"What's wrong? Why did it take so long?"

The man waiting in the car agreed to take her back, but he waited in the car and didn't see her coming out. The woman was really troublesome, so he had to come in to urge her.

"Wow, look, look, isn't this Lin Zefeng? He's the Chinese-Korean mixed-race guy who's famous all over Asia."

"Yes, yes, he is him."

The clerk of the bridal shop suddenly screamed with excitement and admiration. Many clerks and customers heard the scream and ran over to watch in anger.

Yang Ruoyan turned around and saw that it was the one who sent her here.

He is actually a big star?

Seeing the crazy enthusiasm of the people in the store, it's not just ordinary.

Lin Zefeng waved to everyone politely and nodded. The approachable smile on his face made people have the urge to rush towards him, and even caused his fans to scream. It seemed that even the people walking by outside the store were attracted.

Come in.
Chapter completed!