Chapter 230: Chapter 228: Really Think of Yourself as a Favorite Concubine?

A discount? Who cares for that.

Jiang Meiyi frowned with a face full of disdain.

She never bought discounted items.

That Jiayi really had a petty mindset, the fiancée of the President of Huo Group, buying such low-end brands was bad enough, but to actually buy discounted goods as well.

She narrowed her beautifully made-up eyes, pointing at the clothes in Jiayi’s hands, and the ones already packed but not yet paid for: "I want those pieces, wrap them all up for me."

The sales clerk was startled, the clothes were display samples, with the rest in the warehouse. Who would have thought they’d be so popular that two customers would want them at the same time.

She hurriedly said, "Please wait a moment."

As she was about to fetch them, Jiang Meiyi snorted:

"Stop right there, did you not hear me clearly? I want the ones she’s chosen, just hand them over to me. I’m in a hurry and don’t have time to wait for you to fetch others."

The sales clerk hurriedly said, "But... these clothes were picked by that miss over there."

Hah, men are hers, does she think clothes operate on a first-come, first-served basis too?

Jiang Meiyi coldly asked, "Has she paid for them?"

Seeing the female customer’s domineering manner, the salesperson weakly replied, "Well, she hasn’t, but..."

Jiang Meiyi sneered, "Isn’t that settled then? If she has no money, why is she acting all high and mighty, as if the clothes are hers once she touches them? I want them now and will pay immediately. Take them from her hands and wrap them up!"

Tang En’en was infuriated—of course, she knew Jiang Meiyi was deliberately provoking her.

Now that the Huo Family was favoring Jiang Meiyi, how could she, as an employee of the Huo Family, not know.

Did Jiang Meiyi, taking advantage of the situation, really see herself as the pampered favorite in the Boss’s eyes?

She dared to overstep even with the legitimate fiancée present?

Outrageous!

What kind of reasoning is that? Jiayi spent the entire evening picking out clothes, was about to buy them, and Jiang Meiyi shows up and now they all belong to her?

The sales clerk was momentarily uncertain about what to do and, standing there dazed, looked at Jiayi.

Jiayi lightly lifted her beautiful lips, "When shopping at a supermarket, you put the items you’ve chosen into your cart, and even before paying, does that mean anyone can take things out of my cart as they please? The goods are right there on the shelves, go pick them out yourself, no one’s stopping, but you specifically want what someone else has chosen. This kind of person, I don’t think they lack time, they lack manners."

Jiang Meiyi’s face turned red with anger, clenching her fists.

The salesperson, after listening, was quite decent and turned to Jiang Meiyi, "Customer, although the miss has not yet paid, she has already made her selection and is about to pay. I suggest you pick something else, or I can go to the warehouse and get the same clothes for you."

Jiang Meiyi, accustomed to throwing her weight around, would not allow anyone to oppose her, especially when she was still seething from Jiayi’s earlier sarcasm!

Seeing that the sales clerk was being obstinate, she took off her sunglasses with a bang, raised her delicate hand, and with a "slap," a slap landed on the sales clerk’s face:

"You’re just a clerk, what right do you have to tell me how to shop? What kind of customer service is this? First, clean your eyes properly and see who I am!"

The sales associate covered her slapped, reddened face and stared in shock—it was the big star Jian Meiyi!

At that moment, the store manager hurried over.

The manager, being older than the sales associate, also got a fright when he recognized the difficult female customer as the country’s hotshot movie queen.

Steve walked over, snorted, and pointed at Jian Meiyi, "You’re the manager? Listen up, now you know who this miss is, right? Let me tell you, even your department store’s big boss can’t get an appointment to invite Ms. Jian out for a meal. He tried several times to get Ms. Jian for advertisements, but she was too busy to consider. How dare you disrespect Ms. Jian for your shoddy third-rate brand?"

This brand was very affordable and had never catered to celebrities. It rarely even saw wealthy customers. Today, the big movie queen’s personal visit was truly a boon to their store!

The manager, with his eyes squinting happily, didn’t dare neglect her and walked over, nodding and bowing, "Sorry, our sales associate did not recognize Ms. Jian just now,"

As he spoke, he glared fiercely at the slapped sales associate, "Haven’t you packed the clothes Ms. Jian asked for yet?"

The sales associate hadn’t recovered and was still covering her face, stunned.

The manager stamped his foot, cursed, and simply walked up to Jiayi, snatching the clothes from her hands!

Tang En’en was furious, "What kind of shop is this, where you only serve people based on their status and identity? We were the ones who picked out these clothes first!"

The manager glanced at her disdainfully, pushed Tang En’en aside, took the clothes Jiayi had just picked, packed them, and handed them to Steve, bowing deeply at a ninety-degree angle:

"Is Ms. Jian satisfied now? Do you require any other services? I can personally select for you."

Jian Meiyi smirked proudly, "When I shop, I don’t like to be disturbed by outsiders. You understand."

The manager immediately got the hint and approached Jiayi and Tang En’en, lifting his chin, and said condescendingly, pointing towards the exit, "Sorry, but we have an important guest to attend to, and we might not have the staff to serve you two misses."

Tang En’en pointed at Jian Meiyi, "So, you’ve decided that she is your important guest, right?"

The manager shrugged his shoulders, and though he didn’t answer, his attitude said it all. He continued to gesture them towards the door, "We won’t see you out."

En’en was about to burst with anger at the store manager’s condescending attitude. She was just about to reveal that Jiayi was the fiancée of the CEO of Huo Group, but Jiayi had already pulled her back, shaking her head, signaling to let it go.

What was the point of fighting with Jian Meiyi over status? How would that be any different from Jian Meiyi’s own arrogant bullying?

It would only make them the laughing stock.

There were so many stores—they were not limited to this one. With money, clothes could be bought anywhere. Let Jian Meiyi enjoy her shopping spree—it wasn’t their money being spent anyway.

Jiayi took Tang En’en’s hand, ready to leave the store, but when Jian Meiyi saw her seemingly nonchalant attitude, her eyes grew cold and she called out to Jiayi:

"Do you know why I wanted to buy the clothes you had your eye on?"

Jiayi chuckled lightly, "One buys clothes to wear them, of course. Is Ms. Jian buying them to eat?"

Jian Meiyi said with contempt, "I plan to give all these clothes to my housemaid. I see that you and my maids have a similar air, demeanor, and taste, so I simply bought what you were looking at. I think my maids will like them quite a bit. Sorry, even if I buy them for my servants, I wouldn’t want to give them to you."

Jiayi frowned slightly.

Tang En’en clenched her fists. This Jian Meiyi was going too far.

Just then, the sound of rapid footsteps approached.