The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 795 - 791: Bring me two of the most expensive sets!

Ye Chenfeng had just emerged from the Ancient Martial World, his mind brimming with frustration. He was aware that his attire, along with Xia Zining’s, was quite shabby. Ordinarily, he would never stoop to the level of such petty individuals, but the quality of the female attendant in front of him was appalling. To be bluntly told to "scram"? If Ye Chenfeng could still manage a smile in response, it wouldn’t be a sign of good temperament; it would be a sign of incompetence. There were too many petty people in this world who would take advantage of mild manners, mistaking politeness for fear.

Watching the haughty female attendant, Ye Chenfeng’s expression gradually grew dark. At that moment, another young woman, approximately twenty-three or twenty-four years old and dressed as an attendant, emerged from the boutique. She looked youthful and cute, with a sweet, shy smile on her face that indicated she had just graduated from college.

"Sister Hu, let me take care of these customers. There’s no need to bother you," the young woman who came out of the boutique said politely to the attendant blocking Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining’s way.

"Hmph!" The attendant known as "Sister Hu" snorted coldly from her nose and no longer impeded Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining since the young woman speaking was the niece of the boutique’s owner. She had just graduated from a local university and, unable to find a suitable job, was temporarily working here.

"Ding Xiaoning, if you let these two beggars into the shop, I have nothing to say. After all, you are the boss’s niece. But if these beggars dirtied the clothes or stole anything from the shop, that bill has nothing to do with me," Sister Hu said, letting Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining into the shop, yet her words were still unkind.

"Sister Hu, don’t worry. I will take responsibility if anything happens," Ding Xiaoning said, her voice cooling after hearing Sister Hu’s sharp tone.

Then, turning to Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining with a smile, Ding Xiaoning welcomed them into the store. To be honest, Ding Xiaoning didn’t believe the two in front of her could afford the clothes in the store, where even the cheapest item was five to six thousand yuan.

However, having grown up in the mountains, Ding Xiaoning instinctively felt that these two must have come from a mountainous area, and she couldn’t help but think of her parents she hadn’t seen in a long time. It was because of Sister Hu’s troublesome and vicious words that she stood up to deflect the situation for Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining.

"My name is Ding Xiaoning, and I apologize to you both for what just happened," Ding Xiaoning told Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining as she guided them into the store, her large eyes showing no disdain for them.

This somewhat eased Ye Chenfeng’s brooding face, and he thought to himself, "It seems my temper has worsened since my trip to the top powers. Even such insignificant figures can make me angry."

"It’s okay. We are here to buy clothes. Some people just like to spew nonsense; they would be better suited to picking up manure," Ye Chenfeng said casually. His voice wasn’t intentionally lowered, and Sister Hu, standing at the door, heard him.

Sister Hu immediately turned around, her eyes boring into Ye Chenfeng as she snapped, "You damn beggar, who are you cursing? You came to our shop to buy clothes? Can you afford them? Haven’t you seen what you look like yourself?"

"Sister Hu, these are our guests. Do you speak to guests like that?" Ding Xiaoning sharply rebuked Sister Hu. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Because Ding Xiaoning was the boss’s niece, Sister Hu had to turn away, her mouth muttering resentfully, "Just a couple of dead beggars. Think you’re so great because you’re the boss’s niece? We’ll see how you can strut around once I tell the boss about this."

After watching Sister Hu turn away, Ding Xiaoning lowered her voice and said to Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining, "The clothes here really aren’t suited for you two—no offense intended. If you trust me, I can take you to buy clothes that are both inexpensive and good after this."

Standing beside Ye Chenfeng, Xia Zining wasn’t aware of Ye Chen’s status in the Secular World and was also afraid that Ye Chenfeng couldn’t afford the clothes here. That would be hugely embarrassing for both of them, so she tugged at Ye Chenfeng’s sleeve and suggested, "Chenfeng, maybe we should look somewhere else?"

Just as Ye Chenfeng was about to say, "Just grab any two sets for me," the entrance of the clothing store was filled with the enthusiastic voice of Sister Hu: "Young Master Jiang, you’re here to shop for clothes with your girlfriend again today! Hurry, please come inside."

A man and a woman entered, with the man almost in his mid-twenties, dressed in a very slim-fitting white suit. Unfortunately, his appearance was a bit hard on the eyes, balding on top despite his young age, and his chin skewed slightly to the left, lending him an overall lopsided and unsightly look. Yet, he had this prideful air about him, which was quite comical to anyone who saw him.

The woman who walked in with the so-called Young Master Jiang looked to be in her thirties, wearing professional attire, her long legs clad in black stockings, with glasses resting on her face. By looks alone, this woman could score only seventy to seventy-five points, but after all her careful dressing, she appeared to have reached around eighty points.

Moreover, it was clear that this woman was a young wife, and these days, young men tended to prefer such mature women, while older men were more inclined toward innocent young girls.

"Yufang, pick whatever clothes you like!" Young Master Jiang said generously to the beautiful young wife beside him as they entered the store.

However, when this misshapen Young Master Jiang saw Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining, who looked like beggars, in the clothing store, his expression soured. He asked Sister Hu, "What’s going on here? Why are there two beggars in your store? Isn’t this insulting us, the customers who come here to shop? Kick these two beggars out immediately, or I’ll never shop here again."

This so-called Young Master Jiang had shopped at the store numerous times, and although Sister Hu did not know his identity, she knew that showing a bit of enthusiasm typically resulted in a hefty tip.

Sister Hu’s goal as a salesperson was to find a wealthy man; after all, those who could afford to shop here were certainly not short on money. So, with her materialistic mindset, upon seeing Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining dressed the way they were, she had unfriendly told them to leave.

Now that Young Master Jiang had spoken, and since she was already annoyed with Ye Chenfeng, Sister Hu found an outlet for her frustration. Hands on hips, she yelled at Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining, "Didn’t you hear what Young Master Jiang said? You two beggars lingering in our store will only affect our business. Now disappear from Young Master Jiang’s sight!"

Without giving Ding Xiaoning a chance to speak, Sister Hu continued, "Ding Xiaoning, even though the owner of this store is your uncle, don’t forget that Young Master Jiang is a regular customer of ours. If the boss finds out you neglected a customer like him for the sake of two beggars, I doubt he’ll let you stay here."

Ding Xiaoning knew Sister Hu was right: her uncle was a businessman who prioritized profits, and if he learned that she had offended a regular customer, he would indeed not allow her to remain in the store.

But Ding Xiaoning, who had grown up in the mountains, was very stubborn by nature. She believed that Ye Chenfeng and Xia Zining had come from the mountains and did not want to see them mocked and looked down upon, remembering how she herself had been laughed at when she first left the mountains to attend university.

"Sister Hu, but these two are also our customers," Ding Xiaoning said obstinately, biting her lip.

"Heh!" Sister Hu scoffed, saying, "These two beggars are customers? Have they bought any clothes yet?"

"I’m saying this one last time, make those two beggars disappear immediately, or I will never shop here again," Young Master Jiang relished the feeling of being superior.

Seeing Ding Xiaoning’s troubled expression and the contemptible demeanor of Sister Hu and Young Master Jiang, Ye Chenfeng had not intended to bother with these petty individuals. But he was not one to be easily bullied. Shrugging his shoulders slightly, he said, "Bring me the two most expensive sets of clothes in your store." (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommended votes and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please go to m.qidian.com to read.)