Tang Xinluo's first reaction was that he didn't think the other party was talking to him.
When she saw the contempt in the salesperson's eyes, she was sure that the other party was talking about her.
So, is she being "disliked" now
Tang Xinluo suddenly found it funny, looked at the salesperson and asked, "Are you new here? I remember your store's service was pretty good before, why are you so casual about hiring people now?"
Even if Tang Xinluo was down and out, she couldn't be bullied by a salesperson. Moreover, she was still Mrs. Lu in name only. Even if it wasn't for the Tang family, she couldn't lose face for Mr. Lu in public.
"Oh, Miss Tang, I advise you to stop pretending to be a regular customer here. We treated you well in the past because you were the eldest lady of the Tang family. Now? Humph, do you really think others don't know whether you have money to buy things in our store?"
When Tang Xinluo questioned the service level of the salesperson, instead of feeling that he was wrong, he looked down on Tang Xinluo even more.
In her opinion, Tang Xinluo was down and out, but she still had the temperament of a spoiled young lady in her bones, so even if she couldn't afford to buy anything, she would still go to luxury stores to show off.
Little did people know that City A is so small, and everyone knows about the rumors about her.
Tang Xinluo was choked by a small salesperson, so she was naturally unhappy, but her status did not allow her to curse at the other party in the street.
Even if that feels good for a while, it will lower your status.
So, she ignored the salesperson who was obviously too young and had little social experience, turned around and walked to the counter to complain to a familiar-looking supervisor.
If a customer is treated poorly in a store, the normal procedure is to complain to the salesperson's superior.
However, when Tang Xinluo explained her purpose to the familiar-looking supervisor, the other party rolled his eyes at her.
"Ms. Tang, I'm not saying anything bad to you, but it's already this late, you should stop causing trouble. If you were still the eldest daughter of the Tang family, the company would definitely help you vent your anger and fire that salesperson without hesitation. But now, look at you..."
At this point, the supervisor deliberately looked at her with disdain.
"The only thing worth a bit of money on your body is this H brand silk scarf. The cheapest item in our store is about the same price as the silk scarf around your neck. You'd better not bother with it, or you'll end up embarrassing yourself later."
Tang Xinluo stood outside the counter and talked to the manager. The other party only saw her upper body, but after just a few glances he estimated the price of her clothes.
Tang Xinluo was not really angry at first, she just regarded it as a minor incident during shopping. But she was verbally humiliated by the salesperson in this brand store. If she didn't lose her temper, she would be a saint.
She squinted her peach blossom eyes and looked at the name tag on the man's chest, "Are you Manager Zhang?"
When the other party heard her say that, he immediately frowned and said, "Yes, I'm Manager Zhang. The salesperson over there is surnamed Zhao. If you want to complain, go ahead. Humph, a phoenix with feathers plucked is worse than a chicken. I advise you not to take yourself too seriously!"
Hearing this, Tang Xinluo retracted her gaze and took out her cell phone from her bag.
Of course, she wouldn't make a phone call in front of these people, so she walked aside with her phone.
The sales clerks in the store immediately gathered behind the counter, and each of them encouraged Manager Zhang.
"Don't worry, Sister Zhang. She has long been cut off from the Tang family. Even if she complains to the higher-ups, no one will care."
"That's right. If you ask me, Sister Zhang, you are too kind. If you had known she was so capable, you should have kicked her out when she came in just now."
"Well, that can't be said. After all, she is Miss Wan's friend."
"Humph, what friend! They are of different worth. She is not even worthy of carrying Miss Wan's shoes now."
Everyone scolded Tang Xinluo again. At this moment, one of the salesmen with some seniority suddenly pointed at Tang Xinluo and exclaimed: "The bag she is carrying... that bag, is that bag C's 'DiamondForever'!?" (To be continued)