The sales clerks at the Department Store were some of the most arrogant, and now, with Xu Ying's remarks, their indignation flared up.
A tall woman glanced at Xu Ying, jealousy flashing in her eyes before blurting out, "Who are you to order us around?
Can't believe this, broad daylight and any random person thinks they can waltz into our Department Store and call the shots, shameless."
Upon hearing this girl speak to her daughter in such a manner, Mrs. Xu immediately flew into a rage, raising her head and cursing at the girl, "You ill-bred brat, born without any home training.
So what if my daughter ordered you around? The fried foods and marinated dishes here are all made regularly by me. My daughter comes to help you work, and you still have the nerve to be sarcastic and ungrateful."
The young woman's face turned bright red with anger, tears welling up as she had not expected Mrs. Xu to curse her like that, "How dare you insult me, I'll have my brother deal with you."
