"What's wrong with you, boss?"
The shopping guide and the woman, the colleague looked at the man who was being carried and asked.
As soon as the two of them spoke, they had already verified that my judgment was right.
"What are you two ghosts called, we came up secretly, you two are afraid that others don't know, right?"
At this time, the woman who went upstairs together just now suddenly stared, looked at the shopping guide and her colleague and said very unhappily.
"I don't mean that, do we care about the boss, it's still wrong," the shopping guide also said with an unhappy face.
"You dare to talk back, don't you?"
"Shut up," I began to shout with some distraught.
The woman who went upstairs was suddenly startled by my voice, but she quickly reacted, and just as she wanted to shout at me, she saw the man who was being carried on her back raise her hand and stop her from talking.
At first glance, that woman is a lord who is not afraid of causing trouble, and I don't know what her relationship is with that man.
I wasn't ready to give her face for anything, and now I'm helping them again, and it's not me begging them to help me.
It's the tiger that lies down for me, and the dragon that you coil for me.
Whether I give you face or not, it depends on my mood When was it her turn to yell at me?
I ignored her directly, squinted at the man who had been being carried all along, and asked coldly, "You are the owner of the supermarket" "I'm the boss for me," the man looked at me with some difficulty, "You're the one who just talked to me" "I was the one talking to you on the phone, why don't you feel like it," I asked, looking at him meaningfully.
"Well, I didn't expect you to be so young," the man looked at me quite honestly, admitting.
"I don't really like the attitude of judging people by their appearance, it's not that the old can do great things" I was not polite, and replied directly.
"I'm presumptuous" The man looked at me as he patted the man on his back and motioned for him to be released.
The impression of this boss on me at first was really bad, and I didn't think he was a polite person in my heart.
This is a preconceived idea, through the conversation between the shopping guide and her colleague just now, I think that the businessman is mercenary, and only the word money is in his eyes.
Rich people have eyes on the top of their brains, and they feel that they are indispensable if they are rich Since I was a child, I have been taught by my grandmother to be soft, not to bully, and not to be afraid of hard thinking.
Rich people like this, taking people who are not as rich as them, is like scolding a servant, and I never give face.
I'd rather have a hot conversation with the people who ask for food, at least I think those people are real, there is no intrigue, who can afford it, and who looks down on whom.
He doesn't want to talk to these people with eyes on his head, his temper is stinky, and he always feels that others are inferior to him, so he can only talk to their businessmen for a few more nonsense.
Maybe it's also a problem with my personality, I don't care what other people do, I'm who I am anyway This supermarket owner may be sick and doesn't know how capable I am, so he was more polite to me for the time being.
After all, he is the one who is sick now, and whoever is uncomfortable knows for himself.
Before I figured out my hole cards, this boss's attitude should be very polite, as can be seen from the woman he just stopped his woman from getting angry with me.
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