"They are like bandits. Do you think they are here to make trouble on purpose? They are not here to try on clothes. They just ruined clothes. They are too rude."
The service attitude of Taylor was good, but she couldn't stand the torment of these people. How distressed she was when she saw the good clothes was ruined like that.
"Well, Taylor, you must be tired today. Don't say anything more. There are only a few men's clothes left. After they try them on, they don't have any clothes to try on. I think the clothes are not a big problem. We can fix them or sell them on a sale."
Jane's words were taught by Celia. Peace breeds wealth. In doing business, one had to pay attention to a language skill. She had to be open-minded, and her business would go smoothly.
And she had a hunch that these people seemed to come to make trouble on purpose. So Jane wouldn't rise to the bait.
"What do you think? Is there anything yo
u a lesson on the spot."
Jim always wore a cheeky smile. It was rare to see him so fierce, and his sharp eyes had a murderous light.
"Bullshit! You? Go home and find your Mama!"
One of them sneered.
"Dude, it's useless to say something like that. You and me, outside. It's not enough for me to fight in this small place."
Jim had to find a way to lure them out. The shop had been carefully decorated and couldn't be destroyed.
"Hey, boy, how dare you talk nonsense in front of us? I tell you, after we go out, you would live to regret it."
They had more than a dozen of people, while Jim only had two people. Those bastards outnumbered Jim. Those bad guys thought that it was fine if Jim wanted to have a fight. Moreover, they would come to the clothing shop to make things difficult for those women after the fight. They would let those who wanted to interfere in this matter know what the consequences would be.