Return to the Earth as a Bully

"No, I don't know what else is going on with Mr. Zhang?" The middle-aged man tremblingly wiped off the cold sweat from his forehead, and asked cautiously.

"I want to hear what rules your store has." Zhang Ziling smiled, staring at the middle-aged man and asked softly.

"Rules, rules?" The middle-aged man cried out, knowing that his nephew must have made up some rules to make things difficult for the guests.

This is just a shop selling clothes. How can there be any messy rules?

The original intention of the middle-aged man to open this shop was to commemorate his deceased wife, regardless of profit or loss, so the middle-aged man gave the shop to his nephew with confidence, and managed it as he pleased.

But how could a middle-aged man think that even this small clothing store could cause him a big trouble?

"According to you, there are no special rules?" Zhang Ziling squinted his eyes, speaking low.

"Yes, yes." The middle-aged man nodded.

"Then my sister can buy clothes here?" Zhang Ziling continued to ask.

"Of course, it is our great honor for Mr. Zhang's sister to be here!" the middle-aged man said quickly.

Even if Little Rabbit doesn't have the relationship of Zhang Ziling, the publicity effect of her face and figure and the clothes in the store is enough to be comparable to the advertisements of any superstar.

Didn't you see it, because the little rabbit came out, other customers in this shop tried the same clothes that the little rabbit was wearing?

This terrifying effect is enough to show from the side how beautiful the little rabbit is.

Seeing the middle-aged man replied in the affirmative, Zhang Ziling smiled and continued to ask: "In this way, we are not wrong?"

"No, that's right!" The middle-aged man swallowed fiercely, sweat soaking his clothes.

"Very good," Zhang Ziling stood up, looked directly at the middle-aged man and asked: "Then why are you driving us out?"

Zhang Ziling's tone was so gloomy that the frightened middle-aged man directly knelt down, attracting the attention of all the customers in the store.

"Mr. Zhang, we did something wrong, please forgive me!"

The middle-aged man begged for mercy in a panic, which directly confused the guests. Some people who did not know the human rights of the middle-aged man should be seen as the excitement, while those who knew the middle-aged man had a terrible heart.

Liu Dong, who is in Hong Kong shopping malls, actually kneeled?

Damn it, big news!

Some philanthropists directly picked up their phones and began to take pictures.

Although Liu Dong is very annoyed by these photographers, but now he can't take care of so much. Losing face is a small one. If he makes the gods in front of him unhappy, he is afraid that he will return to the pre-liberation overnight and become impoverished!

"Get up, it's not your fault." Zhang Ziling glanced at Liu Dong and said.

"Thank you Mr. Zhang, thank you Mr. Zhang!" The middle-aged man stood up with thanks again and again, but almost fell down again.

It turned out that Liu Dong was too frightened just now, and when he knelt down, he knocked his knee too hard.

"Well, after all, I am an outsider. You have to solve the problem of your clerk by yourself. Just tell me, how are you going to solve it?"

Looking at Zhang Ziling, who was smiling so harmlessly, Liu Dong's heart shook. He didn't expect that he would throw the pot to himself.

Originally, Liu Dong planned to do whatever Zhang Ziling said. After all, his nephew just contradicted a few words, no matter how heavy the punishment was, but now Zhang Ziling actually lets him solve it, if he handles it lightly. This great **** is dissatisfied, doesn't he want to suffer along with it?

Therefore, Liu Dong can only say in a heavy direction, this time is fine, good people let Zhang Ziling do it, but this pot has to be carried by himself, and he has to carry it!

Liu Dong smiled bitterly and shook his head, his eyes swept across the trembling salesperson, a gloomy look in his eyes.

Liu Dong was quite sure that the cause of this incident was caused by this woman. Although his nephew was a trash, he was just a little lustful. If there was no inducement by others, he would not have done such a thing.

I will fire you first, and I will settle the account with you later!

Liu Dong squinted his eyes, and then said: "The quality of this salesperson is not good, because we were not very strict in hiring people, so I will fire her!"

Upon hearing the expulsion, the salesperson turned pale. After all, in Hong Kong, where consumption levels are particularly high, it is not easy to find a job that can support oneself. Coupled with the fact that he has no habit of saving money, he will be expelled tomorrow. Money has become a problem.

"Liu Dong, I was wrong! I will change, please don't fire me!" The salesperson suddenly squeezed out two tears and cried.

"How much reputation loss your behavior has caused to our store? Even if I am worthy of you without holding you accountable, you still want to ask for advice and bargaining?" Liu Dong glanced at the salesperson in disgust. He didn't look very good. , How does my nephew think of her?

"Don’t Liu Dong, I really need this job! I can’t live without this job!" Seeing that Liu Dong’s attitude was so determined, the salesperson began to cry so much that he moved with reason. Love, but Liu Dong said indifferently: "Security, throw her out."

"Don't Liu Dong!" The salesperson was framed by two security guards and lifted out in everyone's eyes...

After seeing the salesperson disappearing, Liu Dong looked at Zhang Ziling with a stern face, and asked, "Mr. Zhang, don't know how I handled it?"

Zhang Ziling nodded in satisfaction, but said, "Although I don't agree with your approach, she is your employee after all, and I can't stop you from doing this."

Hearing what Zhang Ziling said, Liu Dong complained in his heart, and he had to smile with a smile on his face: "As for my nephew, do you think this is good for Mr. Zhang? I will also send him to the mountainous area to practice."

Hearing Liu Dong's words, Zhang Ziling's eyes lit up, and then he made a very sad expression and said to Liu Dong: "Don't you think this is too cruel to your nephew?"

Looking at Zhang Ziling's eyes, Liu Dong smiled and said: "It's not cruel, young people need to be polished, I will send him over tomorrow."

"Oh, since you insist on doing this, I won't say much, just do it." Zhang Ziling sighed, and then said to the little rabbit: "Little rabbit, let's go, we are about to miss the plane."

"Yeah." Little Rabbit nodded obediently, and followed Zhang Ziling.

"Where is Mr. Zhang going?" Liu Dong suddenly asked.

Zhang Ziling paused, looked at Liu Dong, and asked, "Is there anything else?"

Hearing Zhang Ziling’s plain tone, Liu Dong suddenly got goosebumps and regretted that he had talked too much. But now that he asked, he had to bite the bullet and continue speaking. If he did it well, he might be able to ease himself and this statue. The relationship between great gods.

"I mean I have a private plane, and Mr. Zhang can take my plane, so I don't have to go to the airport as much trouble."

"Oh?" Zhang Ziling raised his eyebrows, and then smiled: "How troublesome you are? I still feel a little sorry, but you have been so kindly invited. It is not the same thing if I refuse, just take your private jet. Right."

Hearing what Zhang Ziling said, Liu Dong felt slanderous for a while. He didn't expect Zhang Ziling to be such a person, but Liu Dong didn't dare to say anything on the surface, so he nodded and asked someone to make arrangements.

Before long, Zhang Ziling and Little Tuzai boarded the plane arranged by Liu Dong and flew to Nanzhou City.

Seeing the plane taking off, Liu Dong breathed a sigh of relief, and then said to the secretary who followed him: "Make arrangements for tomorrow to send Liu Hui to the western mountainous area."

"Dong Liu, he is gone, we don't have to..." The secretary stopped talking.

"That's it, the young man is not that simple. I believe that if I don't do that, it may be that I have gone to the western mountains." Liu Dong sighed heavily and looked up at the flying plane.

The expression in Zhang Ziling's eyes has deeply penetrated his heart.

"By the way, I closed the DFS clothing store. Let me report the address of the salesperson today..." Liu Dong walked away from the airport quickly, his face gloomy.

"Okay, Dong Liu." The secretary said lightly, following Liu Dong unhurriedly.