The middle-aged shop assistant feared Qin Can would continue spouting nonsense, damaging the store's reputation. Waving her hand, she stopped Qin Can from replying and said to Wu Xiaoyu:
"Are you going to buy it or not? If you're just here to mess around, please go to another store and don't affect our business!"
Her words were clearly more clever than Qin Can's, immediately labeling Wu Xiaoyu as a troublemaker. Whatever he argued, uninformed customers would think he was intentionally causing trouble.
"Of course, I'm buying it. But isn't it reasonable to try it on first?" Wu Xiaoyu abruptly opened the fitting room door and walked in. Before closing the door, he said to Qin Can, "Don't peek at me, or I'll call the police!"
From Qin Can's perspective, he definitely couldn't afford this shirt. Trying it on was just to put on a show. Just wait until he comes out; it will be embarrassing for him.
In less than two minutes, Wu Xiaoyu walked out wearing the shirt, stood in front of the fitting mirror, and checked himself out. No matter how he looked, only one word fit—'handsome!' Indeed, clothes make the man.
But Qin Can still looked contemptuous, thinking clothes couldn't cover up the reality of being poor, "This shirt costs 860; can you afford it?"
Before Wu Xiaoyu could speak, Qin Can exaggeratedly said, "Oh dear! You've dirtied the cuffs, and the threads on the buttons are all messed up!"
Wu Xiaoyu raised his wrists and carefully examined them. There wasn't any stain at all, and the buttons were perfectly fine. It seemed this guy was just looking for trouble.
"So, what do you suggest we do?" Wu Xiaoyu asked coldly.
Arms crossed, Qin Can looked gleeful, as if his scheme had succeeded. "What should we do? You've dirtied the shirt; we can't sell it to other customers, so you must pay for it!"
She couldn't believe this drop-out farmer could afford a shirt costing over eight hundred yuan. Trying to show off? You've gone too far this time! Let's see what you do now?
"Alright, I'll take this shirt."
"Huh?" Qin Can was stunned, clearly not believing those words came from a poor guy.
"This shirt costs over eight hundred yuan. Don't pretend! As a classmate, if you say some nice words, maybe we'll forget about this!"
Seeing it was getting late, Wu Xiaoyu lost interest in arguing. He replied coldly, "Stop saying eight hundred yuan this, eight hundred yuan that. Do you think I can't afford mere eight hundred yuan? Who are you looking down on?"
"Not only this shirt, I'll pick a few more. If you have the time, keep buzzing like a fly!"
The middle-aged shop assistant saw they weren't done yet and came over again, saying, "Sir, if you've decided to buy, please pay here. If not, please leave!"
"Sister Liu! He can't afford it... I think he's here to cause trouble..."
"Who's here to cause trouble?" A young woman in a black dress walked in from the entrance; it was Bai Yun. She hadn't married yet, so she wasn't a lady.
"It's you!" "It's you!" Wu Xiaoyu and Bai Yun spoke simultaneously.
Seeing her boss seemed to know this poor guy, the middle-aged shop assistant Sister Liu wisely left the scene, saying, "Boss, I'll get back to work!"
"You're the owner here? What a coincidence!" Wu Xiaoyu said.
Bai Yun noticed that the shirt made him look much more spirited and handsome than before, stirring some unusual feelings inside. Smiling, she said, "It seems we truly are destined!"
In Qin Can's ears, her words felt like a thunderbolt. She knew what kind of person her boss was.
A clothing store earning tens of thousands a month was just a pastime for her. She owned shares in the county's biggest hotel and real estate company.
Such an influential person saying she's connected to a poor guy like Wu Xiaoyu? Could he be working at some club or KTV? He looked too shabby for that!
"Do you want to buy clothes? Pick anything you like; it's on me. Consider it a thank you for what you did today!" She definitely wouldn't admit she almost got swindled.
But her phrase 'for what you did today' further confirmed Qin Can's sinister suspicions. Could Wu Xiaoyu indeed work at a KTV?
Bai Yun ignored Qin Can, the worthless gossip, and strolled around the store with Wu Xiaoyu. Faced with her kindness, he couldn't refuse. Plus, he could use her advice, couldn't he?
Standing in the middle of the store, Qin Can stared at the two of them, growing increasingly resentful. He's just a poor farmer; why should he be the boss's honored customer?
Humph! It wasn't because he's rich or powerful. He must be working as a duck at a night club, selling his body!
Someone like him, who couldn't even talk properly, looked so rustic. What made him qualify to freeload? Could the rumors from high school be true, and he had "a big brother"?
While she was lost in thought, Wu Xiaoyu had already picked several clothes. Two were for himself, and the rest were for his parents. As for his sister, he couldn't choose for her, so he planned to give her money directly.
The two walked up to the counter to scan the items for payment, and Qin Can rushed over. She wanted to see if her boss would waive the bill or Wu Xiaoyu would pay it.
After scanning the items, the total for six clothes was over seven thousand yuan. The clerk was about to ask for cash or card payment when Bai Yun interrupted, "I said the bill is waived!"
Not only did Wu Xiaoyu save her eighty thousand yuan, but he also protected her from being deceived, preserving her dignity. Seven thousand yuan was nothing for her.
But Wu Xiaoyu wasn't someone who freeloaded off women. He took out his bank card and handed it to the clerk, saying, "Charge it!"
He then turned to Bai Yun and said, "If you insist on waiving the bill, I'll just have to go shop elsewhere!"
Bai Yun gave a knowing smile. He was quite a self-respecting person! She wasn't someone who liked disputes either, so she said to the clerk, "Charge it then!"
Watching Wu Xiaoyu charge over seven thousand yuan on his card, Qin Can grew even angrier. How could he afford seven thousand yuan?
Seven thousand yuan; that was her two-month salary! Why did this poor farmer have so much money? Was it murder or robbery? Or fraud?
What she couldn't accept more was her boss's eager gaze. Many rich young men had pursued Bai Yun, but she didn't even spare them a glance. Could Wu Xiaoyu be richer than those men?
Before leaving, Wu Xiaoyu glanced at the stunned Qin Can and coldly said, "Look down on people much?"
Unexpectedly, those ordinary words led to Qin Can losing her job, but that was her own doing and couldn't blame others.