Say You’re A Dog

Instead of answering Zhu Fu, Feng Fan turned to Hao Qing. When dealing with a troublesome employee, it was always better to go straight to the boss.

"Is this how Cloud Veil treats its customers?" he said loudly enough for everyone inside to hear, and even some passersby outside the store glanced over curiously. "I came here to buy a suit, and this is the kind of treatment I receive!"

Not that it was needed; many already had their eyes glued to the unfolding drama.

Hao Qing could feel sweat forming on her forehead despite the air conditioner blasting at a cool twenty degrees Celsius. Dealing with customers who made a scene was the worst.

Still, her years of experience allowed her to react quickly. She approached Feng Fan with a polite, practiced smile.

"I apologize for my employee's rudeness, sir," she said smoothly. "I assure you that this is not how we conduct business here."