Just as Tang Feng was about to lose his temper,
Jiang Zi, who had been following behind, stepped forward with a cold face to confront the female clerk, "Please apologize to my friend immediately."
The female clerk glanced at her disdainfully. "What did I say wrong? Why should I apologize? Every piece of clothing here is worth thousands. Can you afford it?"
Jiang Zi was infuriated by her attitude, "So this is how Givenchy treats its customers, is it? Go call your manager over."
Because she was so angry, her voice was much louder.
The customers passing by curiously gathered around, but they only watched from the entrance without coming in.
Hearing Jiang Zi's request for the manager, and with the crowd of onlookers outside growing, the female clerk started to feel nervous.
"Our manager has already clocked out. If you want to see her, come back tomorrow." She made up an excuse, trying to brush them off.
