Weird rules, starting with 1 million yuan

Chapter 17 The dilapidated supermarket (6)

"Little sister, aren't you willing to help me, an old man?"

Luo Ningning has violated the rules and approached the homeless man. It seems that bad luck is inevitable.

Luo Ningning was completely open and responded: "No."

The homeless man held Luo Ningning's hand with slightly trembling hands: "Thank you, little sister, then take me to buy it quickly."

Luo Ningning withdrew her hand from the homeless man's hand. The originally white and tender hand had become red and swollen from the homeless man's pinch.

She waved her hand helplessly: "Uncle, I want to take you there too, but I don't know how to get out of the fitting room. How about you take me out?"

The words in the homeless man's mouth were instantly choked up, and he said in a rogue manner: "I don't know how to get out. I don't have to ask you to take me out."

Luo Ningning still had a stern attitude: "Then I have no choice, I can't get out myself."

The tramp blew his beard angrily. He pointed at Luo Ningning and his hand trembled slightly: "You...you can't think of a solution!"

Luo Ningning sat directly on the stool and crossed her hands on her chest.

"Then I can't help it."

The tramp kicked his feet in front of Luo Ningning, pacing back and forth as he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

Luo Ningning waved her hands irritably: "You old man, can you do it? If not, just stop buying clothes and let me go."

A man is still a boy until he is old.

The homeless man is no exception and cannot tolerate being told that he is not good enough.

He put his hands on his hips angrily and said with his nostrils pointing to the sky: "How long have I been here, old man? How can I not know how to get out?"

"Then take me out quickly. If you can take me out, I will give you 100 yuan."

Luo Ningning still irritated the homeless man.

The homeless man yelled at Luo Ningning unconvinced: "Old man, I don't care about your 100 yuan. Come with me. You are so stupid. You can't even find an exit."

Luo Ningning didn't care about the homeless man's personal attacks, as long as he could get out within an hour.

She followed the homeless man out of the fitting room.

The tramp glanced at Luo Ningning, who was following him, and felt a sense of bad humor.

He pointed to one of the cubicles and said, "You can get out of this room, let's go."

"As you are older, please go first."

Luo Ningning made a gesture of invitation.

As a weirdo, the homeless man is not afraid of this at all.

He opened the curtain directly and strode in.

Luo Ningning always felt that the homeless man was not so kind, but it was better than groping blindly like a headless fly.

She followed the homeless man, and as soon as she entered, the curtain was automatically closed.

The light in the cubicle flicked on, and a staff member was arranging clothes inside.

The homeless man quickly took out a Nokia from his shabby clothes and took a picture of the guests in front of him.

What the hell!

Luo Ningning had something dirty to say in her heart, isn't this damn old man a homeless man? How can he still afford a mobile phone?
Fitting room rule number one:
[1. It is forbidden to take pictures or videos in the fitting room. The staff in the fitting room hate customers who like to take pictures. 】

The staff member's eyes became fierce, and she put down the clothes in her hands.

His head turned 180 degrees, and his eyes were as red as blood.

The person who was obviously not moving in front of her came to her and kissed her face after she blinked.

The two dark eyes of the staff member stared directly at Luo Ningning.

"This guest, don't you know that you can't take pictures in the fitting room?"

Luo Ningning wanted to put the blame on the homeless man, but she looked away.

In the entire cubicle, she and the staff were the only ones looking at each other.

Damn it, I ran really fast.

Luo Ningning had countless curse words in her heart.

Sure enough, tramps would bring misfortune to her.

"Customer, you have violated the rules of the fitting room. Please come with me to receive the penalty ticket."

"Penalty ticket?"

"Yes, you will be fined 1000 yuan for taking photos in our fitting room." "If you can't afford the compensation, just stay with us and work for the rest of your life to pay it back."

Luo Ningning exhaled heavily.

Come on, it’s only 1000 yuan.

She thought she would die if she violated the dressing room rules.

One second she was lamenting her untimely death, and the next second she thought that was it.

But just because she is richer, if anyone else had entered this fitting room, they would have been unable to pay the fine for violating the rules, and would have stayed here to work forever, unable to get out.

Luo Ningning followed the staff and quickly paid the fine.

The staff was about to say something to mock Luo Ningning.

As a result, she was so shocked that her jaw almost dropped to the ground when she directly took out 1000 yuan.

She has been doing weird things here for so long, and this is the first time she has met someone who can afford to pay the fine.

Luo Ningning looked at the staff and said, "Is it okay?"

Before the staff came to their senses, after hearing Luo Ningning's question, they subconsciously replied: "No, customer, you need to stay and work in our store."

Luo Ningning had a face full of question marks.

"Didn't I hand over the money?"

Only then did the staff react in shock.

"Oh yes, you can wander around as you like."

"Ok."

Luo Ningning took the ticket from the staff and left gracefully.

Just two steps away, the homeless man who disappeared appeared again.

He moved closer to Luo Ningning, his cloudy eyes revealing calculations: "Little beauty, how much money do you have on you? If I take you out, can you give me 1000 yuan?"

Luo Ningning glanced at the homeless man with disdain, and said angrily: "At most 100 yuan, do you want it or not?"

"I can take you out directly without encountering any danger."

"The 1000 yuan is well worth it."

"No."

"That 800 yuan?"

Luo Ningning still didn't look at the homeless man seriously, didn't say a word to him, and walked forward on her own.

"That 500 yuan?"

"Four hundred?"

"two hundred!"

"Minimum two hundred!"

Only then was Luo Ningning willing to look at the homeless man, and she made a more serious condition: "Then you don't need me to take you shopping for clothes anymore, and I have to take a child in the fitting room to find her mother."

The homeless man looked troubled: "It's too difficult to find my mother, and I can't cancel my request. You have to help me complete it."

"Then let's skip the discussion. I'll just spend the money to ask where the customs clearance is?"

After speaking, Luo Ningning turned around and wanted to go back the way he came.

"Hey, little beauty, don't be impatient? This can all be discussed."

Luo Ningning stood still and looked down at the homeless man: "Then tell me."

"Add another 50 yuan and I'll help that child find her mother."

"twenty!"

"No, little beauty, you didn't pay me 1000 yuan, so why did you bargain with me and cut it in half?"

"Then do you want it? If you don't want it, I don't want it at all."

"Okay, okay, I'm impressed. You little girl is really good at bargaining. 120 yuan is 120 yuan."

"Let's go, I'll take you to find her mother."

Luo Ningning followed the homeless man and entered a small cubicle again.

(End of this chapter)