On this day, after noon, Sang Xiaoyu was about to go out to meet clients.
Now, her store already has a lot of wines that are not famous brands but have local characteristics. In this way, the retail aspect is slowly coming up, but the tea is relatively weak.
As soon as she walked to the door, she saw a woman of similar age standing at the door. The woman was of medium build and slightly fat, and she was covered in name tags.
The carefully made-up face showed disdain. Instead, it looked arrogant.
She asked Sang Xiaoyu: "Who is the boss?"
Sang Xiaoyu thought it was a customer, so she quickly stepped forward and said with a smile: "I am, what do you need?"
The woman looked at her contemptuously, a little suspiciously, looked at her for a few seconds, then pushed her away and rushed in.
Sang Xiaoyu felt that this person was not kind.
The woman looked around and said with a look of disdain: "Why, has it become a civilian store? Like you?"
I heard that you used to be a street vendor, picking up rags. How come you still don’t change your ways when you get here?”
Sang Xiaoyu's face turned red and asked: "Who are you? What do you want to do?"
The woman said arrogantly: "Who am I? I was squeezed out by you. Now you are here to show off your power. You don't even care about your own virtues and you dare to ask me."
Sang Xiaoyu found out that this woman was the sister of Jiang Chunhui's ex-wife, who was also the original boss.
Sang Xiaoyu, who had gone through strong winds and waves, was not afraid at all. She said calmly:
"Don't come here to make trouble. I don't have any skills. There is no shame in setting up a street stall or picking up rags.
If you have any dissatisfaction, go to your ex-brother-in-law. He decided to let me run this store. If you go to me, you are looking for the wrong person."
The woman sneered and said, "If you hadn't used your charming skills, would he have allowed you to come?"
Then, he looked Sang Xiaoyu up and down provocatively and said, "You're not that good either. You're like a sick man. You spend a lot of money to lose weight just to seduce a man? It's no use!"
Sang Xiaoyu smiled, a mocking smile.
The woman quit and said: "Don't be so proud that you drove me away. Do you still want to make money quietly? Dream on, as long as I am here, you will not have a good life. I have maintained these customers for many years."
Yes, for you?"
Sang Xiaoyu also sneered and retorted: "Did you maintain it? I know all these clients now, and none of them mentioned your name. They are obviously Jiang Chunhui's connections. Are you here to get involved?"
The woman's eyes widened immediately and she asked: "Say it again?" Sang Xiaoyu saw her frowning and was about to take action. Sang Xiaoyu didn't want to talk nonsense to her and asked: "What on earth do you want to do?"
Zhao Chunling was already standing behind her, as if she would rush forward to solve the problem as soon as Sang Xiaoyu gave an order.
"What do you want to do? Do you want to know? Just wait and see."
She suddenly turned around and went to the door, pulled up a chair, sat on it, and asked Zhao Chunling to pour her a glass of water.
Zhao Chunling immediately responded: "You are beautiful!"
Just as a customer came in, the woman suddenly made a 180-degree change and said with a smile:
"Boss Zhang, have you missed me? I have missed you. You don't know, but I also opened a similar store on Erdao Street. Do you want to go to my place to buy some goods?"
The man called Boss Zhang was a little at a loss. He smiled at her and said, "I...I'm not here to load the goods today. I'm just passing by to take a look...take a look..."
After saying that, he left.
The woman chased him out like a whirlwind and forcibly handed over her business card.
Then he ran back like the wind and continued to do the same thing.
A few more people came, and she used the same method. These people seemed to be exactly the same, and they didn't really want to offend her. Anyway, they all left each other's phone numbers.
Seeing that she had gone too far, Sang Xiaoyu stepped forward to stop her and said: "If you are smart, leave immediately and don't come back again. If you don't understand, I will call the police immediately."
"Report it! Report it immediately! I'm still afraid of you. Do you know how you stayed quiet these days? I'm renovating my store. Let me tell you, in less than a month, your store will be closed by me.
, it’s up to you to steal business from me!”
Sang Xiaoyu said righteously: "I admire you for your ability to take away all the users here, but don't affect my business. Don't you have a phone? Go back and call them one by one."
The room was quiet, there weren't many customers in the afternoon.
The woman poured herself a glass of water, looked at Sang Xiaoyu carefully and said, "Mr. Jiang is famous for his playfulness. Has he not broken through you yet? If he does, your end will not be much better."
Seeing that she had no intention of leaving, Sang Xiaoyu had no choice but to pull over a chair and said: "If you dare to pull someone else, I will never finish with you."
"Pull one? Impossible. If I do, I'll pull them all...so you won't make a dime."
Seeing her scoundrel look, Sang Xiaoyu picked up the phone and said, "If you make trouble again, I can only call Jiang Chunhui."
The woman laughed and said, "Is that what you called Jiang Chunhui? What is your relationship? He has a wife. By the way, I heard that you lost your husband, so why did you come here to rob someone else's wife?"
"
Sang Xiaoyu didn't show any weakness and said: "You have many husbands, so of course you don't need to rob them, but don't come to my place to make trouble. I won't accept your tricks."
Before Sang Xiaoyu finished speaking, she received a heavy slap on the cheek. She didn't see how she stood up and rushed over.
This slap was so hard that Sang Xiaoyu was completely unprepared. She fell to the ground and felt the stars shining brightly in front of her eyes...
Zhao Chunling came up immediately, punched and kicked the woman, and scolded her while beating her: "You shameless person, how dare you hit my sister Xiaoyu..."
Sang Xiaoyu stood up with difficulty and said to Zhao Chunling: "Don't fight, don't fight, let her get out!"
The woman also fell to the ground. She was wearing nine-centimeter high heels and was no match for Zhao Chunling. Zhao Chunling was excited about the fight and only stopped when Sang Xiaoyu shouted sternly, telling her to get out quickly.
The woman covered her face and looked for the shoes she had kicked off for a long time, then went out cursing...
Zhao Chunling saw that Sang Xiaoyu's face was extremely ugly, so she asked her if she wanted to call Mr. Jiang. Sang Xiaoyu waved her hand and said that he was out of town and that she should not call him if anything happened in the future.
Sang Xiaoyu forced herself to go to the bathroom. As soon as she opened the door, she felt something salty coming up from her chest. Before she could reach the toilet, blood spurted out...
There were dots of blood on the white tiles.
Sang Xiaoyu held on to the wall and slowly squatted down weakly. It took her five minutes to slowly stand up. She felt dizzy and about to fall down at any moment.
She was afraid that Zhao Chunling would come in, so she moved to the door step by step, and locked the bathroom door with all her strength. Then she picked up the mop as a crutch, walked to the toilet, faced it, and vomited again...
The bright red blood formed irregular patterns in the white toilet. Sang Xiaoyu didn't dare to look at it and quickly pressed the flush button.