Gao Qianxi is quite picky about clothes. She has to try on several sizes of almost every style.

She opened her mouth, but the Jiangnan brand clerk had to run away because some sizes were not available, and the clerk had to go to other specialty stores in the provincial capital to adjust the goods.

"You still don't like it, why can't you learn from the big international brands? The clothes they design are neither foreign nor foreign. No wonder the business is not doing well."

Gao Qianxi tried on another women's clothing, but still threw it aside with dissatisfaction.

"Who says our business is not doing well? Our counters are the best sellers in department stores."

A clerk said unconvinced.

This woman came here early in the morning and spent more than an hour here picking and choosing. She didn’t like this one and wasn’t satisfied with that one. Was she deliberately looking for trouble?

"Why are you talking to me? Do you know that the customer is God?"

Gao Xixi raised her eyebrows. She didn't expect that a clerk would dare to talk back to her.

"Xiaoxia, please say a few words. Madam, I apologize to you for the rudeness of the clerk just now."

Zhao Yue'e grabbed the clerk who was blushing and was about to quarrel with Gao Qianqian, and took the initiative to apologize in a well-mannered manner.

In fact, she was particularly annoyed with Gao Qianqian, but as a store manager, she must be responsible for the image of the entire brand.

No matter what the reason is, as long as negative news about quarrels with customers spreads, it will tarnish the brand of Jiangnan Women's Clothing.

"Forget it, I won't buy it. The style of clothes is not good and the price is not cheap. This is treating customers like fat sheep."

Gao Qianqian looked unhappy and was about to turn around and leave.

"Madam, I am the clothing designer of this women's clothing brand. If you have any good suggestions, you can give them to me."

Dan Wanjun happened to be visiting the counter today and happened to encounter this scene.

"Mr. Dan!"

Zhao Yue'e and several shop assistants greeted each other respectfully.

Gao Qianqian did not speak in a hurry, but looked at Dan Wanjun with critical eyes.

Although the other party is slightly older than her, he has a very good temperament and well-maintained skin, which makes her, who is also a woman, a little jealous.

"Do you own this Jiangnan brand of women's clothing?"

She asked in a neutral tone.

"I am the general manager of this brand."

Dan Wanjun was also looking at Gao Qianqian. The clothes she was wearing were from international first-tier brands. From the temperament point of view, she didn't look like someone from a provincial capital.

"You look familiar to me. I seem to have seen you somewhere."

Gao Qianqian suddenly frowned.

She usually likes to read fashion magazines, and often pays attention to domestic and foreign women's clothing brands. She can name some well-known clothing designers.

"Probably not. This must be the first time you and I have met."

Dan Wanjun is sure that she has never met Gao Qianqian.

"I remembered that you are the fashion designer who copied Chan Lai'er. Your lawsuit was even published in fashion magazines."

Gao Qianqian remembered why she looked familiar to Dan Wanjun.

"Don't slander me. It's obviously the other person who plagiarised our Mr. Dan's design."

Zhao Yue'e frowned and argued hard.

"Are you kidding me? An international first-tier brand is plagiarizing the designs of a low-level designer like yours?"

Gao Qianqian smiled disdainfully.

"This matter has long been concluded. The truth is as long as this lady checks it online."

Even though Dan Wanjun was so well-mannered, Gao Qianqian made her a little angry.

Just now Zhao Yue'e told her that this fashionably dressed woman came to the counter early in the morning, picked and tossed the clerk for most of the day, but didn't buy a single piece of clothing.

"Come on, who has the time to look it up? I have a message for you. If you don't have that level, you'd better not make high-end women's clothing to avoid humiliating yourself."

Gao Xixi sneered and said.

"Who do you think is bringing shame on themselves?"

Zhao Yue'e couldn't bear it anymore. What this woman said was really irritating.

Dan Wanjun also frowned. If she hadn't considered that a quarrel in the mall would have a bad impact, she would have started a fight.

Although this woman is wearing a top-tier international brand, the color combination is tacky, and the smell of perfume is a bit pungent.

"Husband, let's go, I'm so angry."

Gao Qianqian snorted coldly, picked up the Xiaokun bag, and turned around to leave.

At this time, Jiang Hua's family was chatting and laughing. When they came up from the escalator, Su Zhirou was talking about the women's clothing counter in Jiangnan and pointed here.

Then, Jiang Hua recognized Gao Qianqian and noticed Dan Wanjun and others whose faces were reddened and suppressing their anger.

"What's wrong?"

He came over and asked.

"Director Jiang, this woman is bullying others, and she is still unfairly accused."

When Zhao Yue'e saw Jiang Hua coming, tears welled up in her eyes.

Then, she told Jiang Hua the ins and outs of the whole incident.

After Jiang Hua heard this, he raised his eyebrows, looked at Gao Qianqian sideways, and said in a sarcastic tone: "What do you mean, after going to a foreign country to drink foreign ink for a few years, do you really think of yourself as a high-end person?"

"How come I can meet you anywhere? It's really unlucky!"

When Gao Qianqian saw Jiang Hua, she was immediately in a bad mood. It was this man who, at the project press conference, refused to give her father face in public and said that she had a cruel heart, which cast a haze over the perfect press conference.

"This is what I want to give you. You said that you didn't wait for the good things in Nanyang, but you had to travel thousands of miles to come back and cheat your own compatriots. What do you call this, an unfed Zhongshan wolf?"

Jiang Hua is not like Dan Wanjun and Zhao Yue'e. They don't have so many scruples. When they are in a bad mood, they immediately start a fight.

"Sir, if you continue to talk nonsense and smear the reputation of our company, be careful, I will find a lawyer and sue you for defamation."

Wu Yao frowned and said.

"Then you should file a lawsuit quickly. I like to litigate the most. It just so happens that the team of lawyers hired by the company are a little idle recently. Find something for them to do."

Jiang Hua smiled disdainfully and said carelessly.

"Husband, this guy is a scoundrel, just ignore him."

Gao Qianqian saw that Jiang Hua could not quarrel with him, so she pulled her husband and wanted to leave.

"Who do you think is a scoundrel?"

Su Zhirou was unhappy. Others said she could do it, but when it came to her husband, they absolutely couldn't.

Gao Qianqian was about to reply when the light in front of her eyes dimmed, and Xue Shan, who was as tall as a wall, stood opposite her, looking at her expressionlessly.

"What a bunch of barbarians, let's go."

Gao Qianqian glanced at Xue Shan fearfully, fearing that the muscular man would use violence, so she pulled Wu Yao and left quickly.

"Dad, next time Fatty Sun gets angry in front of me, I will scold him directly."

From her father's attitude just now, Jiang Shuang'er felt that she had learned that as a human being, you should not be low-key and tolerant at all times. When it's time to fight, you should fight directly.

"Jiang Hua, look at you, you have taught your daughter bad things."

Su Zhirou glared at her husband angrily.

"Shouldn't I have scolded her just now?"

Jiang Hua looked at his wife and asked.

"You deserve to be scolded!"
Chapter completed!