CHAPTER 260: CHAPTER 260: SEWING MACHINES SOLD OUT

"You wouldn’t be planning to raise the price, would you? Let me tell you, if you dare to hike the price, I’ll report you to the Commerce Bureau..."

Manager Wang was speechless. Why is this guy so prone to overthinking? When did he say he was going to raise the price?

With a sigh, he said helplessly, "No, what I meant is that you have too much money; one sewing machine only costs 220 yuan plus five industrial coupons."

"What?"

The man was instantly petrified. After realizing, he blushingly retrieved his money and left after thanking Manager Wang.

It wasn’t even in stock yet, and it’s already sold. This sewing machine is indeed a hot item.

Manager Wang was about to organize people to continue moving when he heard a rush of footsteps behind him, quite a few people from the sound.

He turned around, and the sight before him made him dumbfounded.

A dark mass of people rushed up, led by a middle-aged woman in her forties frantically waving her money, shouting loudly, "Comrade, I want to buy an electric sewing machine, give me one."

Before Manager Wang could come to his senses, someone stuffed a stack of money into his hand.

The woman picked up a sewing machine and walked away.

Manager Wang hurriedly reached out: "Ma’am..."

The woman turned back: "Bah, shameless, I’m only in my twenties, what are you calling me ma’am for?"

"I heard clearly just now: 220 yuan plus five industrial coupons. Don’t think of reneging; now this sewing machine is mine."

The woman managed to retort, hugged the sewing machine, and hurried away.

"Comrade, I want a sewing machine too, here’s the money."

"Comrade, me too, I want one."

"Hey, why are you all squeezing? My turn, it’s my turn, this one’s mine."

A group of people copied the moves of the woman in front, no, the girl, exactly.

Stuffing money, grabbing the sewing machine, and fleeing, they executed it smoothly in one go.

Manager Wang was utterly stunned.

After realizing, he just kept counting money, not caring about anything else. While counting, a familiar face suddenly appeared in front of him.

Manager Wang frowned: "Director Chen, what are you up to?"

Chen Meilan stuffed the money into his hand: "Manager Wang, I also want a sewing machine."

"Really? And why is someone like you, a department director in a department store, getting involved in this fuss?"

Just as Manager Wang finished speaking, he saw a line of familiar faces from the department store behind Chen Meilan.

Matching his gaze, those people all looked up at the sky or down at the floor, not daring to meet his eyes out of guilt.

Well, instead of helping him, they even joined the queue, so shameless.

Manager Wang’s face darkened. He put his hand on the nearest sewing machine, cleared his throat, and nonchalantly took out some money from his pocket, counting it and tossing it into the pile.

His wife had heard that a batch of mini electric sewing machines was coming to the department store and had given him money early on to get one home.

Chen Meilan looked at Manager Wang using his privilege right in front of everyone, spat silently, corrupt and shameless.

In the end, thirty electric sewing machines were snatched up, without even making it inside the department store doors.

The popularity took everyone by surprise.

Manager Wang was counting the money from today’s sales, his cheeks quivering with excitement.

He looked at Su Xiaoxiao beside him: "Comrade Su, please go back and tell your relatives, I need to order another thirty... no, one hundred electric sewing machines, I’ll go find the manager to sign off in a bit."

Su Xiaoxiao didn’t expect the electric sewing machines to be this popular.

Wait, what did Manager Wang just say? A hundred?

We’ve hit the jackpot; this time we’ve really hit the jackpot.

Su Xiaoxiao was so pleased, she almost couldn’t suppress her upturned lip corners, trying hard to press her lower lip to recall all the sad things that ever happened to her to barely maintain her composure.

She pretended to be reserved and nodded lightly: "Okay, Manager Wang, I’ll talk to my relatives tonight, and give you an answer tomorrow."

"Sure, sure, Comrade Su, you really have to talk to your relatives well, if they don’t have that many, try to get a few more for our department store."

Manager Wang looked at Su Xiaoxiao with admiration, his appreciation for her even greater.

Unexpectedly, this Comrade Su was quite capable, managing to get hold of these rare mini electric sewing machines and all at once getting thirty of them.

"Manager Wang, is there any mini electric sewing machine left? Hurry up and get me one too."

A breathless female voice came from behind.

Huang Mei walked up to Manager Wang in a few steps, only to find that the electric sewing machines supposedly displayed at the entrance were long gone.

She was in charge of the counter upstairs, and upon hearing the news, rushed over, only to find she was a step too late.

Watching from afar as the last electric sewing machine was snatched away.

She slapped her thigh immediately, looking at Manager Wang with full of complaints.

"Manager Wang, with such a good thing, why didn’t you think of your own employees?"

She’s been wanting this sewing machine for a long time but couldn’t find a purchase channel anywhere.

Right after complaining, she saw the electric sewing machine by Manager Wang’s foot.

Her eyes lit up immediately as she rushed over: "Manager Wang, isn’t there one left? Can you sell this last one to me? I can pay extra."

Manager Wang coughed awkwardly twice: "Comrade Huang, this one’s mine. You can wait for next time, next time."

With that guilty expression, it’s evident that the otherwise stern and impartial Manager Wang had to use his power due to his wife’s dominance.

Huang Mei looked at him with disdain, a grown man so afraid of his wife, it’s unbecoming.

Huang Mei lives not far from Manager Wang, passing by his house often sees him being lectured by his wife like a grandson.

If his wife tells him to go east, he wouldn’t dare to go west. If she tells him to go south, he definitely wouldn’t dare to go north.

The embodiment of obedient and sensible.

"Alright, stop standing here in a daze, get back to work."

Seeing it was getting late, Chen Meilan urged everyone to resume their duties.

Normally, at this time, the department store would have started operations already.

Today, because of the sewing machines, everyone was stuck at the entrance, and they hadn’t officially started.

With no sewing machines left, everyone gradually dispersed.

Many people who had heard about Manager Wang asking Su Xiaoxiao to bring in sewing machines all rushed over to hang around with Su Xiaoxiao.

"Comrade Su, could you also get me a sewing machine when it’s available?"

"Comrade Su, I want one too."

"Hello, I also want one."

"Comrade Su."

In the midst of a clamor of voices, Su Xiaoxiao suddenly heard a familiar voice.