Chapter 1207

Right at this moment, Zhou Meifang walked over with a completed document. "Mr. Chu!"

Chu Muyue turned to look at Zhou Meifang and said coldly, "Miss Zhou, I don't know how your 9S shop treats its VIPs. Can't we buy a car from your 9S shop?"

Zhou Meifang was stunned and looked at Chu Muyue in confusion.

She had been busy filling out the document and hadn't paid attention to what was going on. Now that she heard Chu Muyue's words, she was puzzled.

"We've already taken a fancy to this car, but your other salesperson doesn't let us buy it. Haha, what's the meaning of this?" Chu Muyue turned to look at the salesperson coldly.

Zhou Meifang turned to look at the salesperson and asked, "Team … Team Leader, what's going on?"

Chu Muyue's words made Zhou Meifang very uneasy. It seemed that her commission was going to be ruined.

The salesperson snorted at Zhou Meifang and vented all the anger he had received from Chu Muyue on her. "What else could it be? Young Master Qiu took a fancy to this car, but you sold it to someone else on your own accord. Is this how you do your job? "

Zhou Meifang felt very wronged when she was questioned by her team leader. She didn't know anything about this, so how could she say that it was her?

"Team Leader! I didn't. You didn't tell me that this car was reserved! " Zhou Meifang continued to argue. It wasn't just for her commission, but also for her own grievances.

Obviously, they would have been informed in advance of such reserved cars, but she hadn't received any notice!

The salesperson's expression was very ugly. He hadn't expected his subordinate to argue with him. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth. "Young Master Qiu had reserved this car a long time ago. You're just a latecomer. Of course it's for Young Master Qiu! Besides, with just the two of you? I'm afraid you can't even afford a tire. Why are you still pretending? "

Chu Muyue said leisurely, "Didn't I tell you before? You're not my father's mistress. How do you know that we can't afford this car? "

Hearing this, the salesperson laughed and pointed at Chu Muyue and Chu Zhiming's clothes. "Country bumpkins entering the city, why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror? You're wearing clothes that are only worth ten to twenty yuan from street stalls. How can you compare with Young Master Qiu?"

Chu Zhiming lowered his head and looked at the clothes on his body. Indeed, it was as the salesperson said. The clothes on his body were indeed only twenty something yuan.

However, it wasn't that he didn't have any clothes at home. He was just thrifty and couldn't bear to wear those expensive clothes.

Chu Muyue was not the kind of person who pursued material satisfaction. She only felt that everything was according to her heart. In daily life, she did not necessarily have to wear branded clothes.

However, he didn't expect that his actions would be looked down upon by others.

"Hehehe, then if I can take out the money to pay for this off-road vehicle, will you pay for it for me? Or can this Young Master Qiu pay for it for me? "Chu Muyue's gaze moved back and forth between the salesperson and Qiu Xiaogang.

Hearing this, not only did the salesperson laugh, even Qiu Xiaogang and his woman laughed mockingly.