Reborn in the 70s: Pampered by Regiment Commander-Chapter 500 - 345 Collision_2

The triangle-eyed waiter took the order, glanced at it, turned around, and scooped up the White Sugar...

After observing the whole process, Chuxia, with her face as dark as the bottom of a pot, pulled the commander Tongzi aside and whispered, "The hallmark of this department store is that the customer is ’God,’ right?"

Zhou Mikang shot her a glare before striding again toward the round-faced sales clerk, "Give me my detailed list."

Glancing into the barrel, the round-faced sales clerk said indifferently, "It’s gone."

"What right do you have to tear it up?"

"As a member of the Liberation Army, you do not respect the working people; of course, I have the right to tear it up."

"Good, I hope you stand by your words," Zhou Mikang said, turning around and pulling Chuxia upstairs. Chuxia didn’t ask any questions, just meekly followed him up the stairs.

Upon arriving at the third-floor office area, Zhou Mikang headed for the office at the very end and knocked, "Come in!" called out a hearty male baritone from inside.

"Third Uncle?" Seeing the person seated inside, Chuxia expressed her surprise.

"What brings you here?" Seeing the two of them, Zhou Shanping was also surprised, then he smiled and stood up, "Come, take a seat. I don’t have much to offer here. Chuxia, would you like some canned food or some tea?"

Is it really okay to treat people like children? Chuxia, with a thread of annoyance, responded, "Third Uncle, I’m neither thirsty nor hungry."

"Third Uncle, give me a blank sheet of paper," Zhou Mikang requested.

Zhou Shanping took a memo pad and a pen from his desk and handed them to him. Curiously leaning over, he saw Zhou Mikang writing, "Fifteen kilos of White Sugar, one kilo per pack, thirty kilos of Peach Crisp, one kilo per pack, thirty cans of canned food, twenty kilos of shrimp crisps, one kilo per pack..."

Worried that Zhou Mikang might forget, Chuxia also leaned in and quickly said, "You’ve written too much, it’s ten kilos of White Sugar, twenty kilos of Peach Crisp, twenty cans of canned food..."

Zhou Mikang cut her off, "No mistake, let’s buy a bit more, the rest can be for mom and dad to enjoy," then passed the paper to Zhou Shanping, "Third Uncle, we need your help with this. We were a little rude just now and got refused."

Downstairs at that moment, a few sales clerks at different counters were flattering the round-faced clerk:

"Sister Qin, who do those two fools think they are, trying to act tough in front of you."

"Exactly, daring to disrespect you, Sister Qin, I would be the first to object."

"Manager Qin, don’t be upset, it’s not worth it to get angry with such people."

"Yeah, Sister Qin, why bother? If you ask me, you’re just too responsible. You’re about to become the wife of a director; there’s no need for you to stand here at the counter. Just go sit in the office upstairs."

"Yes, yes, we’re all waiting to benefit from your favor."

"Alright," the round-faced clerk interrupted them, "nothing is set in stone yet, don’t talk nonsense."

"Sister Qin, you’ve practically sealed the deal, there’s no need to be shy about it."

"Yeah, yeah, we’re all looking forward to your wedding candy. Even though we’re stationed at the sugar counter, just the thought of Sister Qin’s wedding candy has me drooling."

Noticing Zhou Shanping coming downstairs, the round-faced sales clerk quickly said, "Attention."

Taking the cue, all the sales clerks at the counters abruptly composed themselves, standing stiffly at their posts, motionless.

Although Zhou Shanping was accustomed to seeing this, today, he felt uncomfortable watching everyone put on such an act.

Approaching the round-faced clerk, he handed her the list, "Qin Mei, fill out the bill according to this list, and after weighing it, help these two comrades load it onto the vehicle. Even if a customer’s attitude isn’t particularly good in the future, you can’t refuse to serve them. Write up a work reflection tonight and submit it to me tomorrow."

"Yes!" The clerk known as Qin Mei smiled at Chuxia and Zhou Mikang like a blooming flower, "I’m sorry, comrades, I’ll fill out your order right now and make sure it’s packed according to your requirements. Just give us your license plate number, and you can go attend to your other matters."

Zhou Shanping jotted down Zhou Mikang’s license plate and handed it to Qin Mei, "Rush to fill out the bill and weigh the goods."

The clerks at the counters, after eavesdropping on the conversation, had a general idea of what the two wanted to buy, and without waiting for the transfer order, they began bustling about weighing the goods, displaying remarkable efficiency.

Chuxia, noticing the peculiar way Qin Mei looked at Zhou Shanping, leaned closer to Zhou Mikang’s ear and whispered, "Give me the money and the food coupons. Pull Third Uncle aside, I’ll explain the details to you later."

Without asking further, Zhou Mikang handed Chuxia the bag containing the money and food coupons and approached Zhou Shanping, "Third Uncle, come outside for a smoke with me."

"You can’t smoke..." Qin Mei’s voice suddenly cut off, and she pretended to look towards the clerk weighing blocks of sugar, "You can’t pull out the sugar paper; make sure to check it properly."

Chuxia’s mouth twitched slightly; what did she mean by ’You can’t smoke’? It seemed she had been right—there was something going on between Qin Mei and Third Uncle Zhou, and it appeared it was mutual. Otherwise, Qin Mei wouldn’t have so hastily blurted out ’You can’t smoke.’

If Third Uncle Zhou actually fancied this woman, all Chuxia could say was that Third Uncle Zhou’s taste was truly questionable...

"Comrade, do you know our Director Zhou?" Once Zhou Mikang and Third Uncle Zhou had left, Qin Mei looked at Chuxia with a gleeful expression and asked.

"Hehe..." Chuxia forced out a chuckle without taking up her line of conversation.

Qin Mei hurriedly said, "Comrade, if I knew you were acquainted with Director Zhou, I definitely wouldn’t have been so petty about the issue earlier. Actually, I’ve just been feeling under the weather these past couple of days, a bit irritable, but usually, I’m not someone who makes a big deal over such things."

Just because you’re on your period, the whole world owes you something? Chuxia scoffed internally, then laughed falsely a couple of times, clearly not forgiving Qin Mei for her earlier behavior.(To be continued. If you like this book, please come to Qidian to vote for recommendation tickets, monthly tickets; your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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