At this time, Song Ye was walking in the largest commercial building in Yuncheng, wearing a gray cotton jacket, worn cotton trousers, and long hair, and the rate of turning heads was 100%.
Even if she didn't care about the sight of others, it was inevitable that someone would look at her and make a mockery of her. As soon as she walked into a women's clothing store, a sneer came from beside her, "Hey, let me tell you, when did the level of hospitality here become so good?" If it’s too low, any beggar can come in and don’t get his clothes dirty later.”
The speaker was a little girl with a ponytail on her head and a cotton-padded jacket and flared jeans. The color was very fresh and beautiful. It was obvious that she came from a well-off family, but she didn't know how to respect others.
The waiter at the door also frowned, but her eyes were directed at Song Ye. It happened that the boss was not in the store, so she stopped in front of Song Ye with a smile on her face, "It's not convenient for our store to serve this customer." , please go somewhere else.”
"Oh? You open the door to do business and push customers out. This is the first time I have encountered you." Song Ye's tone was flat, but he did not stop. He walked directly around the people in front of him and walked into the store. Scanning the long clothes rack, his fingers were nimble and he picked out three sets of clothes in less than a minute.
The waiter didn't expect it. Just when he was about to kick people out, he saw that Song Ye had already thrown the clothes to another waiter, "Check out."
What
Not only the waiter, but also the girl who made the mocking comment just stared, as if they couldn't believe that this poor bumpkin really had money to pay the bill. Moreover, this store is the highest-end and most expensive in the entire clothing store. A random outfit costs over a hundred yuan. Even the girl comes here for the discounted clothes.
But just now he was ridiculing Song Ye for not being able to afford it, but in the blink of an eye his face was slapped. The girl was standing at the door of the store, neither walking out nor entering.
"Ahem, this lady, please come in, please come in." The waiter said, and hurriedly came forward to greet her. She had already missed one commission, and she couldn't miss the second one.
The new waiter was a little confused when she went to check out with three sets of clothes. She couldn't believe that this ordinary girl spent hundreds. When she thought about the commission she could get, she suddenly became excited.
The moment Song Ye passed by the girl, he said lightly, "It seems that the standard here is no more than this."
When the girl heard this, her eyes widened immediately and her face turned red with anger, "You..."
Song Ye paused, his eyes calm, and he clearly meant to give some advice.
The girl gritted her teeth and felt as if her face was on fire. However, after thinking about it, she couldn't refute it. When her eyes fell on the clothes at the cashier, she had an idea, "I want those three clothes." ”
This sentence caused many customers in the store to come over and watch. When they saw one of the two people fighting for each other, one was dressed fashionably and the other was rustic. At that time, they felt that the bumpkin couldn't compete with the flowers.
Even the waiter quickly came online to help. He stepped forward and snatched three sets of clothes, "Miss, you have such a good eye. This is a new product in our store. There is only one of all styles, which will best match your figure." As he spoke, the waiter's eyes and eyebrows wrinkled with laughter, and the calculation of commission crackled in his heart.
"But, Sister Liu, this is what the customer was interested in first..." The new waiter stood aside and whispered for Song Ye.
As soon as he said this, the old waiter scolded him, "Do you understand the rules? Can't you see who is more capable of paying the bill? Just go and stand."
Although this was meant to reprimand the new waiter for his lack of discernment, it also satirized Song Ye for being a fat person here.
The girl regained her dignity and stomped to the cashier. She was extremely proud and asked, "How much is it?"
"Hello, the total is five hundred and sixty-eight yuan." The cashier politely reported the price.
"Wha, what?" The girl paused as she took out the money. Her eyes fell on the three sets of clothes, and she never expected that they cost more than five hundred.
But now that everyone around her was looking at her, the girl had no choice but to dig out the money. After counting five old people's heads, her entire wallet was basically empty. This was her monthly pocket money.
But in order to fight for this breath, she gritted her teeth and was about to hand over the money. Unexpectedly, a light voice came from behind, "I have fifty more than her. I want these three sets of clothes."
This calm and familiar voice made the girl turn her head sharply and glare at the other person.
Song Ye walked up to her, bent down slightly, and looked directly at the girl with cold eyes, "Six hundred and eighteen yuan, if you can find it, this dress is yours."
"You..." The girl became angry again and poured out all the change in her wallet without giving up, but she couldn't get six hundred.
Feeling the gazes from around her, the girl's face was red and bleeding.
Song Ye took his hand out of his pocket and held seven hundred yuan neatly in his hand. He stretched out his arm and handed it to the cashier.
Compared to the girl who was well-dressed but could not afford 600 yuan, the 700 yuan from the rustic Song Ye was like a slap in the face, making her feel ashamed.
Song Ye didn't look at her again. She adhered to the principle of not offending others unless they offended me, but if the other party found trouble, she must have the courage to bear the consequences.
This was just a small episode, and she didn't take it to heart.
She immediately changed into a new set of clothes, carried her bag and walked out of the commercial building. She caught a glimpse of a barber shop on the roadside. Thinking of her messy hair, she walked over without stopping.
There were three or two customers in the shop getting their hair done. The barber was slightly startled when he saw Song Ye. He had obviously never seen a little girl whose bangs covered her entire face, and she didn't look energetic at all.
"What kind of hairstyle does this customer want? Do you want it to be dyed or permed?" The barber arranged the tools, a little carelessly. He probably saw that girls like Song Ye are naturally timid, so he covered it with bangs. Generally, this kind of customer also No major pruning will be done.
But the two words Song Ye spat out in the next second made him stunned.
"short hair."
short hair? The barber raised his eyes and looked at the girl in the mirror, "How short should I cut it?"
"You're like that." These four concise words made the barber's mouth open in shock.
Because the barber is a man, her hair is naturally very short, but if a girl cuts it like this, she becomes a tomboy.
"Is there a problem?" Song Ye frowned, a little impatient. She just wasted time buying clothes. She wanted to go to the jewelry store early.
The barber shook his head subconsciously. Seeing that Song Ye was really not joking, he took the scissors and cut off the thick bangs.
The next moment, the face that revealed Lushan's true face made the barber stunned again.