Zeng Huizhen said disdainfully, "Didn't she just say she wanted to look at it? I'm buying it directly. Isn't that okay?"
Having just been slapped in the face by Meng Qiulan, she was filled with anger and felt more and more uncomfortable the more she thought about it.
She was Zeng Huizhen!
Zeng Huizhen, who had been domineering all her life and whom no one had ever dared to disobey.
When she lived in Meicheng, others always gave way to her in everything she did, and everyone was polite to her wherever she went.
Today, she had actually been slapped in the face.
The more she thought about it, the more she couldn't swallow this insult.
Seeing Meng Qiulan taking Shen Modi to look at bags and taking a long time to choose without buying any, she became even more certain that Meng Qiulan was just an ordinary wealthy lady. So she directly came over to snatch the bags.
"But..." The salesperson was in a difficult position.
Zeng Huizhen took out her bank card and handed it to the salesperson, "Swipe the card!"
"This..." The salesperson was even more embarrassed.
Seeing that her mother-in-law was being bullied, Shen Modi wanted to argue with them.
Meng Qiulan held her back and smiled, "It doesn't matter. This bag isn't that nice-looking anyway. We'll just buy these two."
These were the two bags she had picked out earlier and put on the counter.
Seeing Meng Qiulan give in, Zeng Huizhen felt a rush of satisfaction. She raised her chin and said to the salesperson, "Wrap these two bags up for me too."
The salesperson was full of embarrassment and difficulty. She looked at Meng Qiulan and said, "This... Madam, what do you think?"
Meng Qiulan smiled gently, "Then I'll look at something else. Coincidentally, my daughter-in-law doesn't really like these two bags either."
"Okay, thank you, Madam." The salesperson was very grateful to see Meng Qiulan give in.
This was the most famous luxury brand store in Haicheng. Everyone who came here was either wealthy or noble.
Moreover, Meng Qiulan clearly had an extraordinary demeanor, and she really didn't dare to offend her.
With Zeng Huizhen's arrogant attitude, she didn't dare to offend her either.
She quickly packed the three bags with her colleague.
Meng Qiulan pointed to the most expensive bag in the store and said, "Wrap this bag up for me."
"Okay, Madam." The salesperson immediately replied politely.
"I want this bag too!" Zeng Huizhen arrogantly raised her chin.
Huh, she had thought Meng Qiulan was some powerful figure. Turns out she was just a coward. She had snatched bags from her again and again, yet she didn't even dare to say a word.
The salesperson was really in a difficult position.
She had been working at this counter for over three years.
Most of the customers she met were quite civilized.
This was the first time she had encountered such difficult customers.
She said politely to Zeng Huizhen, "Madam, this bag was indeed first looked at by this lady."
"What's the use of just looking at it? She hasn't paid for it. Wrap it up for me and swipe the card." Zeng Huizhen said while looking at Meng Qiulan with contempt.
Her look seemed to say: I'll get whatever I pay for. I'll snatch whatever you want. Aren't you so tough? Come and bite me!
Meng Qiulan snorted softly and said in a deep voice to the salesperson, "Wrap this bag up for me!"
The salesperson immediately replied, "Okay, Madam."
Zeng Huizhen narrowed her eyes and looked at the salesperson unhappily, warning her, "I think you don't want to keep your job anymore, do you? Believe it or not, I'll file a complaint against you and make you pack up and leave immediately."
The salesperson said helplessly, "But, Madam, this bag was indeed first looked at by this lady. Our Love Lan counter respects every customer."
"So, are you challenging me?" Zeng Huizhen questioned.
"I don't mean that." The salesperson explained.
Another salesperson also immediately came over to explain, "Madam, please calm down. There are many bags here. Otherwise, would you like to look at other styles?"
"Call your manager over here!" Zeng Huizhen was fuming with anger.
Ask her to look at other bags?
Did she want these bags?
She just wanted to slap Meng Qiulan in the face.
"Madam, please calm down. Otherwise, would you like to go to our VIP lounge and sit for a while? We'll call the manager over right away." The salesperson said politely and respectfully.
She was thinking of persuading Zeng Huizhen to go to the VIP room first, entertaining her with fruit and refreshments, then persuading her and applying for a good discount for her.
Women, when they're angry for a moment, can be appeased with some persuasion and a good discount.
No matter how wealthy a person is, they'll be happy to get a discount.
After all, consumption is for pleasure.
Who spends money to get angry?
Zeng Huizhen was unwilling to go to the VIP lounge. She just wanted to slap Meng Qiulan in the face right here. She raised her chin and said, "I'll wait right here. Call your manager over immediately."
She was a Platinum VIP member of the Love Lan counter.
"Okay, Madam, please calm down." The salesperson couldn't persuade her and had to comply with Zeng Huizhen's request.
Zeng Huizhen glanced at Meng Qiulan again and even snorted disdainfully.
Seeing Zeng Huizhen being so arrogant, Song Keying couldn't help but raise her chin too.
They were suppressing Shen Modi. Of course, she was happy about it.
Soon, the manager came over.
She was a woman in her thirties, wearing a white suit, exuding a capable and shrewd temperament.
She had a standard smile on her face, even more standard than that of an airline stewardess, "Hello, Madam."
She greeted Zeng Huizhen first and then immediately greeted Meng Qiulan.
Seeing the manager greeting Meng Qiulan politely, Zeng Huizhen interrupted unhappily, "You're the manager here, right? I want this bag. Swipe my card. I've already given it to her. Hurry up. I'm in a hurry. Besides, she just spoke rudely to me. See what you can do about it."
The salesperson's face changed drastically, and she immediately explained, "Manager, I didn't say anything rude."
Shen Modi was also a worker at the bottom level, and she knew best how uncomfortable it was to be wrongly accused. She took a step forward, wanting to help prove the truth.
Meng Qiulan pulled her back a little.
Meng Qiulan walked to the front and asked the manager, "I heard that VIPs at Love Lan have the right of first purchase, right?"
"Yes, Madam." The manager immediately replied politely.
Hearing about the right of first purchase, Zeng Huizhen burst out laughing.
Competing with her in VIP levels?
The Love Lan counters were all over the world, and she spent at least 20 million yuan on buying bags every year.
Besides using Love Lan bags herself, she also gave them to clients as gifts.
Looking across the whole of China, how many people could spend 20 million yuan on bags every year?
She glanced disdainfully at the manager and the salesperson, and then took out her Platinum VIP card of the Love Lan counter.
The salesperson's eyes lit up when she saw it.
A Platinum VIP card! It was said that the Love brand only issued a little over 300 of these cards worldwide.
She had been working here for over three years, but had never seen one before.
"Have you seen it clearly? Can you wrap my bag for me now?" Zeng Huizhen became even more impolite.
Meng Qiulan slowly took out her wallet from her bag and slowly unzipped it.
The salesperson and Shen Modi were watching her movements, their eyes full of expectation.
Seeing that Meng Qiulan was still struggling, Zeng Huizhen curled her lips and had an expression of watching a show. She simply waited for Meng Qiulan to take out her card.
Then she saw Meng Qiulan take out a shiny golden card.
"Oh, a Gold VIP." Song Keying sneered and laughed.