Married to the army by mistake, abstinent boss becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Chapter 194 That dead woman has so many tricks up her sleeve.

Autumn has arrived, and the women's clothing counters in department stores have seen a lot of new autumn clothes from Shanghai and Guangzhou, including plaid skirts, knitwear, flared pants, and blazers—a dazzling array that is hard to resist.

Jiang Moli took a fancy to a light green knitted cardigan and called the sales clerk over to ask the price.

"How much does this cost?"

"17 yuan and 8 fen."

"Can you make it less?"

"No."

Having seen many customers like Jiang Moli haggling over prices, the saleswoman sounded a little impatient: "All items in the department store have a fixed price; there's no bargaining."

Jiang Moli asked, "Can I try it on?"

"I can't try them on. So many people look at clothes every day. They try this on and that on, and before they even sell them, they're all worn out."

"If I buy it and don't like how it looks on me, can I return it?"

"Once the goods are sold, they are non-refundable and non-returnable."

"What if I buy it and it doesn't fit? Wouldn't that mean I've wasted my money?"

"Buy it or not, it's up to you. There are plenty of people who want to buy it, we don't need you."

Perhaps annoyed by Jiang Moli, the saleswoman rolled her eyes dramatically.

"Disdain value +1, 10000 yuan credited."

Perhaps due to the change of seasons and the introduction of new products, there were quite a few customers browsing clothes at the counter.

Jiang Moli naturally couldn't miss the opportunity to complete the task.

He slammed his hand on the counter, acting all high and mighty, "Hey, what kind of attitude is this? No bargaining, no trying on clothes, no returns or exchanges, are you running a shady business?"

Hearing the commotion, the surrounding customers began to cast strange glances at them.

An Hui and Fan Wenfang were choosing children's clothes for Lu Nana at the other end when they saw Jiang Moli arguing with the sales clerk, so they quickly came over.

"what happened?"

The saleswoman retorted, feeling wronged and indignant: "No returns or bargaining without trying it on is a rule set by the management, not me. Why are you yelling at me?"

"Leaders are not necessarily right. You sell goods to serve customers, so you should listen to the voices of the people instead of being aloof and self-righteous."

Since its establishment, the department store has maintained the policy of no trying on, no refunds, and no bargaining.

Customers have also subconsciously come to accept and abide by these rules.

Jiang Moli suddenly jumped out to question, and even if her words were in the customer's best interest, they still gave people a bad impression of being unreasonable.

After all, one's mindset cannot be changed in just a few words.

"Disdain value +5, 50000 yuan credited."

"Alright, stop fooling around. Please take your clothes off so we can take a look, okay?" An Hui said.

It's fine to look at it, as long as you don't wear it.

The sales clerk, with a stern face, took off the clothes and handed them to An Hui.

Actually, not allowing customers to try on clothes isn't a matter of department stores' domineering power. These days, many people don't pay much attention to hygiene, and clothes get dirty and smelly after only a few tries, so they won't sell.

The cardigan is of good quality, and the color complements Jiang Moli's skin tone.

"I'll take this one. How much?"

When they heard that they wanted to buy it, the salesperson's attitude improved a bit. "It's 17.8 yuan. This cardigan is from Shanghai. Only 10 of them came back, and this is the only one left."

"I want this one too!"

Lu Tingting grabbed the cardigan.

Jiang Moli didn't care; she hadn't really liked it anyway.

"Alright, you can have it. Hey, beautiful, let me see that blue wool suit."

The word "beautiful lady" instantly calmed the saleswoman down by half.

He used a clothes hanger to take the suit off and handed it to her, saying, "This one is made of cashmere, and there's another one in gray."

Lu Tingting looked disgusted. "What terrible taste do you have? This dress is both old-fashioned and ugly."

Jiang Moli held up the coat to An Hui and said, "Mom, this coat suits you very well. It's perfect for wearing when we have a banquet during the National Day holiday. But Tingting said it looks ugly and makes you look old..." The coat was An Hui's favorite style, and it was her daughter-in-law who chose it for her, which showed her great filial piety.

Instinctively, she stood up for Jiang Moli, saying, "What does a young girl like her know? This is a fine piece of clothing."

Lu Tingting was extremely frustrated.

The sales clerk, eager to boost sales, seized the opportunity to recommend: "This coat is made of combed cashmere, which is lightweight, breathable, and warm. You can wear it until November without any problems."

Jiang Moli said, "Isn't there a gray one too? Let us take a look."

The sales clerk busied herself getting the gray one for the two of them.

Jiang Moli tried them on An Hui and said, "Gray makes you look younger, and blue is more dignified and elegant. Hey, why don't we just buy both?"

An Hui scolded her, "Why buy so many? One is enough."

“One is a gift from Dad, and the other is a gift from Lu Cheng. You always take such good care of his wife, so it’s only right that he buys you a piece of clothing.”

These words not only warmed An Hui's heart, but also made other customers buying clothes around her envious.

Which temple did you pray to to find such a virtuous daughter-in-law?

Fann Wong also wholeheartedly admired her sister-in-law, Jiang Moli.

She glanced at the sulking Lu Tingting and thought to herself that if her daughter could learn even a little bit of the skills, she wouldn't have to worry about having a good life after marrying into her husband's family.

Lu Tingting, however, scoffed at Jiang Moli's attempts to please her mother-in-law.

That damn woman has so many tricks up her sleeve; no wonder she's got her third uncle completely infatuated with her.

After picking out a coat for An Hui, Jiang Moli also chose a plaid coat for herself, paired with black suit pants.

After buying the clothes, the group went to the yarn counter.

Knitting sweaters is the most common and economical way for people to keep warm these days.

"Hey, isn't that Sister Vivi?"

The group looked in the direction Lu Tingting was pointing, and sure enough, it was Meng Wei.

She wore a red velvet headband, her long black hair cascading down her back, and a khaki plaid overall dress. She looked beautiful, elegant, and quite pleasing to the eye.

Meng Wei also saw them and walked over gracefully.

"Aunt Hui, Sister-in-law Wenfang, Tingting, Nana."

He greeted everyone one by one, but forgot to mention Jiang Moli.

Jiang Moli did the opposite, "Ms. Meng, we meet again. By the way, you still owe me a meal. When are you going to treat me? I've been thinking about it."

An Hui looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression. "When did you two meet?"

Although Lu Cheng sent an invitation to the Meng family for her wedding, none of them came.

“I ran into her on the street when I was shopping with Sister Weiwei last time.”

Fearing that Jiang Moli might say something inappropriate without thinking, Lu Tingting quickly changed the subject: "Sister Weiwei, you're all alone, why don't you come shopping with us?"

Meng Wei smiled and politely declined, "No need, I have an appointment with a friend. Tingting, are you free this afternoon? Let me treat you to coffee, it's been so long since I've seen you."

"Okay."

Meng Wei nodded to An Hui and the others before leaving.

Jiang Moli called out to her back, "Ms. Meng, when are we going to have dinner together? I'd like to hear you tell me about Lu Cheng's childhood."

Meng Wei froze, and when she walked away again, her steps became noticeably more hurried.

Jiang Moli chuckled and turned around to meet Lu Nana's curious gaze.

"Third Aunt, if you want to hear about Third Uncle's childhood, you can ask Grandpa and Grandma."

Jiang Moli touched the other person's face; the feeling of so much collagen was simply wonderful.

“Sister Weiwei and your third uncle were childhood sweethearts. She has a more interesting story to tell about your third uncle.”

"Oh."

An Hui, Fann Wong, and Lu Tingting all looked at her with mixed feelings.

(End of this chapter)