Li Xiaoyu squinted with a smile, Chengzi loved seeing her like this.
The two took the receipt to find the sales clerk, "The sewing machine you were looking at just now is no longer available."
"Isn't there one there?" Chengzi asked.
"That one is reserved for someone and hasn't been picked up yet."
Chengzi chuckled, "I see, Xiao Yu, do you really like this sewing machine?"
Li Xiaoyu nodded with a frown. "Alright, wait here, I'll see if there's another one."
It's not worth it to argue with a clerk. She wasn't even interested in dealing with them.
Chengzi turned and left. Li Xiaoyu continued to look at the sewing machine. The clerk snorted and turned away.
Li Xiaoyu thought about how she vowed never to become a sales clerk because of this. She'd grown up seeing their attitudes and found them really annoying.
Chengzi knew the leadership here was a friend of Secretary Bai and he often came here to shop. Money and receipts made no difference, but having connections did, right?
