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Chapter 82 The Clothing Store Storm

"I'm done with work, so I came to see you all. Have you had lunch yet?" Cao Taiying stepped forward, took the younger sister's hand, and stroked it; it was smooth and felt very comfortable.

Female saleswoman: —O? ? ? What's going on? What's this?

"Don't be silly." Seeing the saleswoman staring at her with wide eyes, the saleswoman playfully shook off Cao Tai's hand, her face flushed with rouge.

"Mr. Cao, what brings you here today?" After a teasing remark, a stylish woman emerged from behind the screen.

Because of her tall stature, Ms. Wang looked even more dazzling than the models on the runway when she wore a tailored black women's suit, a silk shirt underneath, and a stylish vest.

The straight-leg trousers perfectly showcased her long legs.

"I had a dinner appointment with Lao Huang, and I just finished eating. I passed by here and came over to take a look." Mr. Cao gently pulled Ms. Wang, who was walking closer, into his arms, smelling the faint fragrance on her body.

Female saleswoman: The situation seems a bit complicated? My mind's a little muddled...

"Ah Lian, this is the boss," Gang Sheng gently pushed Cao Tai aside and introduced Cao Tai to the somewhat stunned salesperson.

"Ah...oh, hello boss!" The saleswoman named A-Lian reacted and actually bowed deeply and greeted him loudly.

"Hello to you too" made me chuckle a little.

"Didn't we hire two salespeople? Where's the third one?" Only the three of them were managing the stock; the third one was nowhere to be found.

"I went to buy fast food with Shan Ying," Hong Sheng blurted out.

"Haven't you had lunch yet? It's so late." Cao Tai glanced at his watch; it was already 1:20 PM.

"I got up late today and didn't have breakfast until after 10 o'clock, so lunchtime will be a little later." The younger sister gave Cao Tai a disapproving look.

"Ding-dong!" The sensor detects that the glass door has been opened and instantly connects to a small speaker, emitting a crisp sound.

Turning around, I saw Xiao Fu, who had just gone to park the car, come in with Shan Ying and another female salesperson, who had gone out to get fast food.

The two women were also carrying transparent plastic bags, which contained several fast food containers.

"Mr. Cao," Shan Ying, dressed in a loose casual suit and with her hair in a high ponytail, simply greeted Cao Tai.

"Shan Ying, you can visit your senior brother in a few days. Someone will accompany you." I didn't expect that after not seeing her for a few days, Shan Ying had transformed into a sophisticated urban woman.

Shan Ying, who had been calm, hesitated after hearing Cao Tai's words, her lips trembling as if she didn't know what to say. In the end, she could only manage a slightly trembling "thank you."

Saleswoman A-Lian: — This is the right way to do it! If the third beautiful woman in the store also falls into Mr. Cao's arms, it would be like an 8:30 pm melodramatic family love drama!

"Let's eat first! We'll be busy for a while after we finish eating." Ms. Wang noticed that Shan Ying seemed to be in a bad mood, so she took the fast food from her hand.

"Let's eat, let's eat," the little girl said with a touch of cheerfulness.

Behind the screen are three fitting rooms, and in the innermost corner there is a small restroom for employees to use in case of emergencies.

A small folding table can be placed between the screen and the fitting room aisle, and several boxes of exquisite dishes can be placed on the table. Each person can hold a box of rice and start eating, either squatting or standing.

Having already eaten, Mr. Cao and Xiao Fu could only stand in front of the clothing store to kill time.

With a few beeps, a car pulled up in front of "Hongdou Clothing".

A young man with dyed blond hair got out of the passenger seat, quickly opened the back door with his left hand, and protected the top edge of the door with his right hand.

Then a middle-aged fat man, less than 1.7 meters tall and weighing about 170 pounds, came down from the back door. He had a slicked-back hairstyle and wore a pair of aviator sunglasses.

After the fat man got out of the car, the young man in the passenger seat quickly took out a long trench coat and draped it over his shoulders. Then he took out two very nicely wrapped bouquets of roses from the trunk. The fat man first reached up and adjusted his belt, then glanced sideways at Cao and Wang standing at the store entrance.

"Hmph," the fat man glanced disdainfully at Mr. Cao and Xiao Fu standing at the entrance of the clothing store again, raised his head high and walked past them, while the blond-haired guy carrying two bouquets of roses quickly followed.

"He doesn't even own a car, yet he tries to pick up girls? What a load of crap!"

Even after everyone had passed by, he still managed to say something sarcastic.

Cao Tai and Xiao Fu exchanged a glance, looking somewhat incredulous. "Was he just cursing at us?"

"Brother Tai, I look like a lackey in this outfit. He was probably talking about you just now..." Xiao Fu said shyly.

I was suddenly looked down upon in front of my own shop.

And that bastard was actually trying to flirt with his own woman. Through the glass door, you could see the fat man handing a bouquet of flowers to the young woman, who coldly refused to accept the roses.

This is truly something that even an uncle can tolerate, but an aunt cannot!

"Miss Li, I sincerely want to invite... hey hey hey..."

Before the lewd-looking fat man could finish speaking, Mr. Cao, who had just walked in, grabbed him by the collar and dragged him out. The man, who weighed over 100 to nearly 200 pounds, was like a few pounds of pork in Mr. Cao's hands.

The blond-haired guy standing to the side saw his boss being dragged away and just as he pointed at Mr. Cao, about to start yelling, "You... ouch... it hurts... quick... quick... let go... ouch..."

Xiao Fu, who followed him in, grabbed his wrist and twisted it backward. He bent over and walked forward, trying to ease the pain. He was then pushed outside the clothing store, following his boss's steps.

With two "plop" sounds, a lump of flesh and a pair of ribs were thrown to the side of the road. The fat man's sunglasses were thrown off, revealing a pair of small, green-bead eyes.

The driver, who was sitting in the car at the door, saw that his boss and assistant were being bullied, so he quickly got out of the car and ran over to help the fat man up.

"Damn it, get him!" After the driver helped the fat man up, he ignored the trench coat that had fallen to the ground, his small eyes flashing with a fierce light as he pointed at Cao Tai and ordered the driver to take action.

"Dare to insult Brother Tai? How rude! Believe me or not, I'll smash your pig head in." Xiao Fu stepped forward and stood in front of Cao Tai.

The burly driver didn't take the short Xiao Fu seriously. After letting go of the boss's hand, he took a step forward and reached out to push Xiao Fu aside.

With a "smack," the large hand was slapped away, and with a "thud," the driver's head tilted back, he took two steps back, and then sat down on the ground with a thud.

After sitting down, he was still swaying a bit, his eyes seemed a little dazed, and two streams of blood suddenly flowed from his nostrils.

"You...you stay away! I'm the general manager of Da Rong Film & Television, and my boss is Liu Guangrong of Lian Le Society..."

After a slap, the fat man, who had been arrogant and domineering at first, then became weak and cowardly, finally squatted down, covering one side of his face, looking as bewildered as a puppy waiting to be slaughtered.

"General Manager, right? Lianle Society, right? The underworld, right?" Xiao Fu asked, patting the fat man's head as he asked the probing question.

The hairstyle that had been fixed with hair gel was now messy like a frizzy puppy's fur after Xiao Fu slapped him a few times. The little yellow-haired guy got up and glared at the boss, wanting to rush over to save him. Unfortunately, Cao Tai grabbed one of his shoulders with one hand, and he was in pain, lying on his side, grimacing and groaning.

"Beep..." Two patrol officers in black winter uniforms ran towards them from a distance, blowing their whistles.