Chapter 820 — A Doomed Tragedy
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Old lady? Who was an old lady? I'm only in my thirties, aren't I? In the prime of youth and beauty! Shen Yushu's words nearly made Gou Huli explode with rage. How had she suddenly become an old lady? Gou Huli had already been somewhat angry that Manager Wang had come out of nowhere to sell the dress in the window to Wei Zhao and the others; that Shen Yushu should now address her as an old lady sent her fury soaring.
"Who are you calling an old lady?" Gou Huli glared at Shen Yushu and demanded shrilly.
"Oh, I don't know either. Among the lot of us, whoever is oldest is naturally the old lady!" Shen Yushu blinked and said with an air of innocence.
"Hmph!" Gou Huli gave a disgruntled snort. But she had no mind now to squabble with Shen Yushu and the others; what concerned her was why the mall would sell the dress in the display window to Wei Zhao and his party.
She had made a point of asking about it beforehand: the goods in the window were not for sale. And this sales assistant, Chen Lili, had said as much herself — the display items were not for sale. Yet the moment Manager Wang arrived, he had agreed to sell it!
But if it was sold, did that not mean she had lost the bet? How could Gou Huli stand by and watch that happen? She had been so full of confidence, looking forward to seeing Wei Zhao and the others utterly humiliated, then taking them home to shame them further and make them labor on her behalf!
Now, however, the situation had turned sharply against her — she had lost. Did that not mean she would have to twist off her own head for them to see? How could Gou Huli possibly twist off her own head? Her expression darkened at once, and she glared menacingly at Manager Wang. "What's the meaning of this? Aren't the things in the window not for sale? Why are you taking it out to sell?"
Manager Wang was briefly taken aback. He had no idea who this Gou Huli was, but since she had asked, he explained, "Our mall naturally has its own rules. Whether something is put up for sale is the mall's decision!"
What Manager Wang meant between the lines was this: esteemed guest of our mall though you may be, surely you cannot interfere with the mall's normal operations? Aren't you overstepping your bounds just a little?
"You people go back on your word! I'll lodge a complaint against you! A complaint to the upper management of your group! Do you know who I am? And you dare ignore my wishes? Let me tell you something — even the chairman of the chamber of commerce in this backwater of yours has to watch my husband's face before he acts, let alone a piddling little shopping center like yours!" Gou Huli flew into a rage, jabbing a finger at Manager Wang as she shouted.
A complaint? Manager Wang was not the least bit concerned. He was selling goods to the eldest daughter of the Gu family; even if the complaint reached Gu Pengzhan himself, it would do no good — so why fear a complaint from anyone else? As for this woman's claim that even the chamber of commerce chairman had to look at her husband's face, Manager Wang took it with a grain of salt. Even a chamber of commerce chairman could not dictate whether he sold the clothes in that display window.