bayedsolid Chapter 435 I Won! Big Color TV
Chapter 435 I Won! Big Color TV
The woman with the permed hair hugged the crocodile-print leather bag in her arms and shouted in a shrill voice, "I want this caramel-colored one! And that diamond-patterned one over there, grab them both for me!"
The girl in the cheongsam stamped her feet anxiously, clutching her burgundy tote bag tightly. "How could you be like this! I was the one who saw it first!"
As the two of them were pulling each other, the scarves on the shelves fell down one after another, causing a burst of screams.
"What a waste! All you know is to buy these fancy things!"
The man in sunglasses crossed his arms and snorted coldly: "Don't forget what we are here for?"
Another man said, "These women just like fancy things. We men are the ones who have to do the big things."
Before he could finish his words, his gaze was suddenly fixed on the glass cabinet in the watch area.
Under the tungsten light, the dial reflected a cold light, exactly the same as the Rolex he had seen in Hong Kong magazines.
"This... How is this possible?" He stumbled to the counter, his nose almost touching the glass. "Over 400? Wouldn't it sell for ten or twenty times that overseas?"
The companion beside him pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and tapped the dial with his index finger:
"Look carefully, the second hand scale is slightly different...
But this workmanship is enough to fool ordinary people!"
Before he finished speaking, several people looked at each other, and flames appeared in their eyes at the same time.
"We've got it all!" They all pulled out their neatly stacked watches. "23 watches, we want them all!"
A few people who had just bought watches had not yet recovered from their excitement when they were attracted by the bicycle booth as soon as they turned a corner.
The bicycles on the booth are completely different from the common 28-inch bicycles on the streets. The body of the bicycle has a smooth curved tube design.
The frame is painted in a shiny metallic finish, either a cool matte black or a bright racing red, and it's fitted with small fenders front and rear.
The pedals and chains are shining with a high-quality silver luster, and it is obvious that they are not ordinary items.
"This isn't a bicycle, it's a racing car!" The man in the leather jacket leaned over and touched the leather grip on the handlebars. "If I ride this on the street, won't I steal the spotlight?"
The man wearing glasses next to him quickly took out some money and said, "Leave one for me! Even if it's a little expensive, I'll get it!"
A few girlfriends who had just bought bags were not very interested in racing, but were attracted by the women's bicycle in the corner.
These cars have small bodies, with frames in gentle pink and milky white, floral cloth tied to the baskets, soft leather seats, and small springs on the back seats, which look comfortable.
"This is so beautiful!" The girl with the ponytail's eyes sparkled. "Won't my colleagues be envious if I ride it to work?"
The other one quickly pulled the salesperson over and asked, "How much? My sister and I want one each!"
The salesperson smiled and said, "This kind of car is quite rare, so it's quite expensive. The original price was 300 yuan, but now it's 150 yuan."
A few people were chatting with each other, taking out their wallets and discussing what color to choose, and they had completely forgotten the purpose of coming here.
Several people were walking around the store, carrying bicycles and large and small bags of clothes, their arms almost bent.
The clothes here are really different from what you usually see. There are floral shirts with foreign words and big flowers printed on them, and skirts with ruffles, which are really dazzling.
"I want this floral shirt!" The girl with permed hair had just grabbed the hanger when her best friend grabbed her sleeve and said, "I saw it first! How could you be like this?"
The two of them almost got into a fight over the clothes, but the salesperson quickly ran over to smooth things over: "Don't worry! We have the same style, one pink and one blue. You two can wear them together and look so pretty as sisters!"
The two of them then let go of each other's hands and happily picked one item each.
After finally squeezing out of the crowd, the old man queuing at the door shouted at them: "Why don't you draw a lottery after buying so much?"
Then they remembered that since they had already spent the money, they might as well try their luck.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the turntable stopped, the girl with the ponytail suddenly screamed, "I won! A big color TV! Could this be fake?"
The salesperson smiled and nodded. "Of course it's real! Please wait a moment, I'll have someone move it out. If it's difficult to carry, we can even deliver it to your door!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him buzzed around.
Some people stood on tiptoe to peek inside the counter, others craned their necks to look at the lottery tickets, and everyone started chattering, "Did someone really win a color TV?"
“This is such good luck!”
A few middle-aged women squeezed to the front, pulled the girl who had won the lottery and asked, "Girl, tell me how you spun the wheel? Do you have any tips?"
"Did I win a bicycle?! Help me check!" The man in work clothes was shaking with his hand holding the lottery ticket, and he almost knocked over the display stand when he squeezed to the counter.
The moment the salesperson checked the number, the crowd suddenly held their breath...
"Congratulations! It's a bicycle! You can ride it now!"
Before he finished speaking, there was a wave of exclamations from the surroundings. Several uncles came over to check the lottery tickets again and again, muttering, "Wow, this lottery can really win something big!"
The news spread among the crowd like wings. Those who were originally waiting to see the draw immediately rushed to the lottery area, and the line stretched out to the door of the department store in the blink of an eye.
Wave after wave of customers rushed in, clutching their shopping receipts, and the abacus beads clattered non-stop.
The stock on the shelves was decreasing at a visible rate. The salespeople didn't even have time to drink a sip of water, and their voices were hoarse from shouting.
When night fell, Lin Panpan collapsed on the sofa as if she was falling apart, without even the strength to raise her hands.
Her hair was a mess and stuck to her forehead. The back of her shirt was stained with sweat. She spoke weakly, "I really didn't expect so many people to come on the first day."
The salesperson next to him held his waist and groaned, "My legs are numb from standing all day. I haven't even had time to drink a sip of water!"
Lin Panpan sat up straight suddenly, and was shocked to realize that everyone was still hungry.
She forced herself to stand up, her voice filled with unconcealed excitement: "Tonight's my treat! And there's an extra 20 yuan bonus for everyone!"
These words instantly ignited the tired crowd, and the cheers almost blew off the roof.
The department store was not far from the hospital cafeteria, and the group walked over in a mighty procession.
The canteen chef was shocked by the scene and quickly put the large round tables together.
Soon, the table was filled with braised pork, stir-fried liver tips, and hot and sour potato shreds. There was steaming egg drop soup in an enamel basin, and large white steamed buns fresh from the pot were piled high.
Everyone was wolfing down their food, with the sounds of clinking glasses and laughter mixed in.
A young saleswoman held up an enamel pot and shouted, "Sister Lin, if I follow you, every day will be a good day!"
Lin Panpan smiled and said:
“This is just the beginning, we haven’t filled up all the stores with goods yet, and only the first floor is open; everything else needs to be opened.
You all work hard, and I won’t treat you unfairly.”