Chapter 3 Big Customer
Cui Jing was followed by a group of black-clad bodyguards as they raided the store. Yes, she had a black card given by the male lead.
The female clerk who received her was wearing a grey business suit and her hair was combed meticulously. Overall, she looked very much like the beauties in the early Hong Kong and Macau TVB crime dramas, with a tenacious and stubborn air.
"The brooch is beautiful." Cui Jing noticed the brooch on her chest.
Red Phoenix.
She recognized this brooch not because she knew a lot about flowers, but because the brooch appeared at a major event in the original novel, which described its shape, pattern and color in detail.
Appeared on the day of the return.
In the second line of the same day, the original owner was looking at bags in this store. The original author said that she had dressed up specially for the occasion, but she didn’t know how to do it. She looked like a “poor person pretending to be rich.”
After the original owner expressed her love for the cheap phoenix brooch of the tall female salesperson, she was verbally bullied by the brainless salesperson. In order to prove that she could afford it, she swiped her credit card to buy several bags, and the commission went into the hands of the brainless salesperson.
After she left, the shop assistant with his eyes up to the sky was still mocking her: A poor person like her doesn't even know who gets the commission for each order, so she must have never been to the counter.
Proud of his attitude, the original owner still paid the money obediently.
Cui Jing sneered softly.
The female clerk smiled politely: "Thank you for the compliment."
"Except for the ones I just mentioned, pack up everything that can be packed and pay with the card." Cui Jing took out the original owner's black card from her bag. She glanced at several clerks who were about to come forward, but couldn't tell which one was the brainless clerk in the original book.
But this is not important.
"What?" The female clerk wearing a phoenix brooch widened her eyes slightly and took a few steps forward with her slender body.
Cui Jing sat very low, her whole body almost sunk into the soft sofa. The clerk stood close to her and leaned over her, his voice soft and trembling.
"Sir, are you sure? Do you want to pack up everything you can buy?"
"I'm sorry, sir. Our clerk has only been here for a short time and is not very experienced in the business. She didn't even serve you a glass of water! I'm sorry for the poor service. I'll ask her to serve you some water right away!"
The clerk who came up later stretched out her hand. The two thick, shiny gold rings on her hand dazzled the people present. She turned her head and looked at Wang Xiaoming, whispering:
"Go, go get a glass of water. Don't make it too hot. The new tea from headquarters is in the middle cabinet. Don't make a mistake."
Wang Xiaoming subconsciously wanted to leave to get some water.
The woman with the gold ring was delighted, but her joy was interrupted the next second.
"and many more."
"What's the matter, sir?" The Gold Ring clerk laughed awkwardly.
Cui Jing didn't even look at her: "Please go get me a glass of water, yes, you."
"Ah! Customer, our Xiao Ming may not be familiar with the names of these bags! So, we should..."
"I don't need to know the name of the bag." Cui Jing finally looked at her calmly.
The woman with the gold ring knew that she could not get any benefit from it, and she was afraid of offending others, so she went to pour the water reluctantly: "Let me do it."
Wang Xiaoming showed an expression of sudden enlightenment, but soon calmed down. "Let me introduce you."
"I don't need to know the name of the bag."
"Well, may I ask your address? Sorry, I didn't find any members here, so... I don't know the address."
Wang Xiaoming looked timid, afraid that something he said might offend this big customer, and also afraid that the customer was "joking", as there had been customers who had made such jokes before.
After filming a video and buying a bunch of things, they said they didn't want them. Some male customers have low quality, their eyes are sticky when buying bags, and they say things like, "Do you want your brother to buy it?"
"Give me the pen." Cui Jing stretched out her hand towards her, and Wang Xiaoming hurriedly handed her the pen with both hands.
Although she is rich in reality, she is not the type to be extravagant. She is willing to spend a lot of money to buy something, but she will not buy many of the same type. Now it would be a waste if she doesn't spend the money.
When checking out, Wang Xiaoming was still dizzy, as if she was dreaming. Her high heels were a little high, and she could see Cui Jing's profile from a slightly higher angle. Her skin was flawless even at such a close distance.
The customer suddenly turned her head, and the unmade-up face struck her heart directly.
"Does it count as your achievement, Wang Xiaoming?" She said it casually, but also seemed to be asking seriously.
Wang Xiaoming was immersed in a huge sense of unreality: "Yes, Ms. Cui."
She didn't expect that money would come so easily. It was a sum that she might not be able to reach in several years. It was just a card held between the fingertips of rich people who lived a life of luxury. She just happened to pick up a bargain.
All kinds of emotions came to my mind: jealousy of the rich, hatred of my own poverty, the struggle between my high aspirations and my inability to match them, my mother's serious illness, and my father's death.
The bad news in life was like Newton's apple, falling one after another on her thin shoulders.
What kept her awake day and night was her mother's surgery fee, and now that it had been raised miraculously, Wang Xiaoming almost burst into tears on the spot.
Wang Xiaoming's eyes were slightly red, revealing his upper white teeth. He bowed and said the standard farewell speech for the training.
"Ms. Cui, welcome to visit us next time."
She stood through the huge glass window and watched Cui Jing's slender figure in high heels get into a black Bentley.
After the vehicle drove away, she squatted on the ground and cried silently and uncontrollably. After she finished crying, she suddenly remembered something.
How does she know my name?
No one in the store called her by her full name, and she didn't even introduce herself, so how did she know?
Wang Xiaoming didn't care about his miserable appearance with tears and snot, and went straight to the store manager's office, demanding to resign immediately and settle his salary and commission.
The store manager knew her family situation and marveled at her good luck in meeting such a noble man.
"You're so lucky! I've been in this industry for so many years and I've never encountered a single person booking a room like in a TV show. Although I've encountered a female boss ordering bags for her employees as year-end bonuses, that was when I was young. At that time, I was promoted directly because of this order..."
The store manager let her go without saying anything, and even spoke with a bit of pride when he talked about his big orders.
Wang Xiaoming couldn't wait for the bus and took a taxi straight to the hospital. After getting off the bus, she ran all the way. The hospital was crowded and she almost hit someone.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Excuse me! Excuse me!"
She squeezed into the last empty seat in the elevator. It was almost impossible to breathe in the confined and narrow space. After a short and long rise, the elevator door opened.
"mom!"
She rushed into the ward, held the woman's rough palm, and rested her head on it.
"Mom, the money has been raised."
Only the electrocardiogram monitor made a mechanical sound, and the electrocardiogram graph slid steadily and continuously. The woman had an oxygen mask on her mouth and nose, and her eyes were closed.
"Mom, let's do the surgery!"
"Can I, Mom? I want you to wake up."
But she was also afraid that the operation would fail. Her tears flowed down drop by drop, and soon soaked a small piece of the bed sheet. A 40% probability meant a 100% chance of failure.
"May I?"
"Can you stay with me a little longer?"
"I'm still young."
"I met a rich man today. I'm so lucky." She didn't tell about her recent bad luck, including having her phone stolen on the subway, being groped at work, being splashed with dirty water by a passing luxury car on a rainy day, and buying a cup of spoiled soy milk in the morning.
"Oh, it's a girl." As if afraid of being misunderstood, she emphasized: "She is very beautiful, a good person, and really rich..."
Rich people...
Wang Xiaoming thought that such a person must have been born in an extremely wealthy family. She had such a pair of calm eyes, but the ends of her eyes and eyebrows were very charming. There was no desire in them, as if she was tired of shopping.
As if...born noble.
If Cui Jing knew what she was thinking, she would only say, that's just the filter in your eyes. Cui Jing knew that Wang Xiaoming would turn evil in his later years.
She wanted to pick up a weapon for herself.