"Ms. Qin is so busy, dealing with so many things every day. If we bother her with every little issue, won't she be worked to death?" Xiaxia refused to go.
"How about I personally speak to your Ms. Qin?" Tang ZhiLuo softened her voice, although inside, her nerves were stretched taut. But she told herself to stay calm, solve the problem, and not start a fight.
"Sorry, you can't see Ms. Qin without an appointment," Xiaxia said indifferently.
Tang ZhiLuo saw through it.
It was deliberate!
Her patience was at an end, she told Xiaxia, "Then I have to say, you should ask your superior. I only accept cash. If you don't want to pay cash, then I won't sell this batch of products."
Xiaxia's face turned ugly.
In fact, Jiguang really needed this shipment; they just wanted to give Tang ZhiLuo a hard time.
Xiaxia went to her workstation and called her superior.