I can hardly hide my alien identity

Chen Xiaojie held the broken cell phone aggressively, and rushed to the store manager, "Uncle, my cell phone is broken, the quality is not good."

Hiding in the corner, seeing the rich second generation who was in danger, he quickly ran out.

With tears in his eyes, he held the manager's hand, as if seeing a long-lost relative.

"Sell it to me, I don't dislike it."

Chen Xiaojie: .... Do you want to be shamed for stabbing an elementary school student in the back?

The rich second generation's eyes flickered: No more, I'll give it to you.

Anyway, he must buy this phone today.

The store manager is here, with the corners of his mouth raised, with a little smile, "Don't worry, don't worry, we've already gone to transfer the goods, everyone wait patiently in line.

Chen Xiaojie wanted to say more, but he was pushed around by the adults swarming over from the opposite side.

"Brother, if the quality is not quality, I just want to sell domestic brands, and the main focus is patriotism."

Chen Xiaojie sneered: You were not like this just now.

The person who said this blushed a little, and raised his hand to swear: "I am really a contemporary patriotic and angry youth, don't believe me, just wait, I will go to the opposite store and swear a few words."

Rich second generation: Damn it, he is the one who pays back his thick skin.

The men and women who rushed over together also used their imaginations, "The store manager looked at me, wait for me to slobber a few times, what the hell, dare to cut the leeks of our Daxia people. Store manager, I kneel and lick like this!" Does the posture catch your eye? Can you sell me a mobile phone? It’s not for anything else, but I can’t see the arrogant fruit phone on the opposite side.”

Contemporary aspiring young men and women focus on a thick skin.

Some people talked around the store manager, and some started attacking the group of elementary school students in front of them.

"Brother, do the school teachers know that you came to buy mobile phones? You shouldn't be allowed to bring them into school, why don't you give the mobile phone to your sister."

This is the earnest and instructive youth.

"Sister, my brother's childhood was not as happy as yours. I also want to enjoy your childhood happiness. If I can have a mobile phone with a bald head, I will be as happy as you."

This is a poor young man who sells miserably.

"It has been reported to the Education Bureau. Regarding the serious harm of electronic products to elementary school students, the children don't need to thank my sister too much."

This is a wolf-type youth.

Chen Xiaojie was about to cry: adults are bullying children, dogs are still your dogs.

"Hey, how did you jump in line?"

The foolish rich second generation finally came to his senses, hugged the child in front of him, and smiled at him flatteringly, "Today I am your half-brother."

"By the way, what are our parents' last names?"

"I don't count as jumping the queue. My own brother is in the queue."

There are those who respond quickly, and those who quickly follow suit.

A group of elementary school students looked at their brothers and sisters in their arms in confusion.

Just today, they suddenly had a brother or sister.

Over there, Hua Chao realized that she had escaped from the dead, and the great fear caused her to burst into loud cries.

While wiping her tears, she did not forget to grab Zhang Li's clothes and drag them to the opposite store.

Hua Chao cried miserably, without delaying her clarity of speech, "The manager and the manager, this is a scumbag, I am the only beauty."

"Happy breakup today, can you give me a chance to buy?"

Zhang Li yelled angrily, "Are you crazy, woman?"

Hua Chao: "You are a soft-footed shrimp who will never save you. If I have a Yali brand mobile phone, what kind of boyfriend do I need?"

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The farce happened extremely fast.

From Tan Wood's attack until he was subdued, the duration was very short.

The general manager of the Asia-Pacific region who was staying on the third floor and was discussing how to add orders to the production line glanced down casually from the corner of his eye.

This glance made him rush to the French window.

"Can someone tell me what happened?"

There was a lot of noise underneath, and there were police cars and ambulances.

Soon his assistant understood, "There has been an incident of injury."

"That shouldn't delay our product launch. Daxia's official incident handling speed and ability have always been excellent."

Even if he is prejudiced against Daxia, he has to admit that Daxia is very fast.

"Okay, let's discuss the increase in inventory first."

But Jacob suddenly said, "Maybe we can discuss it later, why did the people below disperse?"

The person in charge felt his heart skip a beat, his mood was unstable, and he raised his voice, "Let someone deal with it, why did they even line up wrong?"

Under the eyes of Jacob and the others, the last person waiting outside the store also rushed into the opposite long queue annoyed and landed on the tip of his tail.

Jacob: "Maybe they didn't line up in the wrong line, but went to buy some... Yali brand mobile phone?"

"Shit, what did the person across the street do? Why did all the customers run away?"

Jacob didn't dare to show his anger. He watched the general manager furious, but he still couldn't stop the loss of customers.

Even the customers from the original advanced store ran out.

For their new product release this time, they have fully prepared 5000 million units for the Daxia region.

Jacob just wanted to comfort: "The store here is not good, there are other cities..."

It's just that the bad news never depends on their will.

The regional manager handed over the message with a look of surprise: "This time the goal may not be achieved."

"The store managers in various regions reported that most of the customers flocked to the nearby Yali brand flagship store for unknown reasons."

The regional manager's phone calls came one after another, and Jacob's heart sank and sank every time he answered a phone call.

Not only the Shanghai stock market, but other urban areas have also begun to have the same problem.

"Trash, how do you Daxia people do things?" The general manager angrily threw the documents in his hand on the regional manager.

"Why didn't you appear anxious? Is all this a conspiracy by you Daxia people?"

Jacob wanted to stop them, but the person in charge was too emotional, he might have forgotten that they were still standing on the territory of Great Xia.

The district manager calmly picked up the documents on the ground, unbuttoned his collar, and rolled up his sleeves.

Then... punched the eye socket of the person in charge who was still clamoring.

In an instant, a black eye circle appeared, the other party was not pleasing to the eye, and then punched him again.

Well, another side hit harder, and the black and blue became darker.

On the other side, he was punched by the district director with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Jacob suppressed his anger and shouted loudly: "Why do you do it, we will sue you for intentional injury."

"Hmph, I'm quitting, you all go eat shit."

Pick up your job and call your mother, put down your job and call your mother.

On the spot, the person in charge of the region threw away the nameplate, and walked towards the opposite store in front of the group of foreigners.

Then put on the opponent's nameplate, all in one go.

Jacob:  …
It really is Daxia's speed, which is reflected in all aspects.