CHAPTER 172 - GRIEVANCE

The saleswoman's heart despised Yvette well before he began to introduce it to Yvette, and the introduction was not serious and casual.

"Beauty, I see how about this, we have zero down payment installments here, or I'll introduce you to a car that's as good as your temperament. We, women, drive, the most important thing is to match the temperament, look at the Tiguan is good, many beautiful women are to buy this car. There's plenty of space, plenty of power, the key is safety, and there's zero down payment, so what a deal." The saleswoman smiled and said.

"No, this is the car I'm looking at," Yvette shook her head, she herself looked at the Touguan with her phone, but it came down to over 200,000 dollars, it was too expensive.

It would make it very difficult for Chuck, what if he didn't have that much money and had to ask Zelda or another woman for it?

Yvette does not want this, this car more than 80,000 to get, enough to use.

The saleswoman was not happy, "you think again, zero down payment it! The installments are only a few thousand a months, how good a deal is that?"

"Thanks, it's really not necessary." Yvette refused, she was looking at this car more and more favorably anyway, although not as good as her previous car, this is her husband to give Buying it yourself is not something that can be measured by price.

"Well, how are you looking at that beauty?" The saleswoman said despicably, and in his heart, he scolded Yvette's ancestors all over again.

It's really what kind of person deserves what kind of car, you only deserve to drive this kind of car in your whole life.

"Yes,"

"Then if you can, pay the deposit today."

Yvette shook her head, she was ready to go, just come over to see, this 80,000 dollars she can afford. In WeChat Baller's $500,000 has been confiscated by Baller, and it came back to her card, but this money she does not intend to move, how would she return it to "Baller"?

Moreover, if Chuck got to know that her deposit is out, he will be unhappy, Yvette does not want this.

"Thank you, I should come over tomorrow," Yvette came out of the car.

The saleswoman was even more unhappy, cursing in her heart

All right? Miss!!! Why don't you put down a deposit? You're fucking kidding me!

"Beautiful woman, fancy to start, this one has a spot car, late start, if you are pre-empted, can wait a few days, why bother? After all, it's something you like."

"Thank you, I'll come over tomorrow with my husband to look at it, thank you, I'll come over tomorrow and get it from you," smiled Yvette.

"Okay." The saleswoman turned around and didn't bother with Yvette anymore, she whispered, "Poor girl! You're coming over tomorrow? What's the pretence?"

Yvette heard those two words now, and her eyebrows furrowed.

She was about to leave, but when she saw something on top of the saleswoman's skirt, she hesitantly reminded, "Beauty, you..."

"I what? I said I'd take care of it, but you didn't even pay the deposit. What kind of taking care of it is that? I've seen a lot of people like you before. Still too expensive? So what are you doing here? Go next door and buy a van, it's over thirty thousand." The saleswoman said with contempt.

Yvette sighed, she just wanted to remind this saleswoman that there was something on his skirt, she didn't mean anything else, "I mean you..."

"What else do you want to say? And you're going to pretend that you'll come to me tomorrow? Go lie to a child if you say that." The saleswoman sneered, "And you don't come for $80,000 worth of cars, our shop is not short of people like you, many people can buy it."

Yvette was particularly angry, how is this saleswoman so unreasonable? Not wanting to be misunderstood, she walked over and reached for her skirt, and on top was a piece of paper, but with tape on it.

"What do you want? Still, want to do it? Fuck that!" The saleswoman raised his hand and slammed Yvette.

There was a slap, and the employees inside the 4s store along with some other customers looking at the car looked over.

Yvette didn't expect this at all, she was just going to remove this paper so that she could look at it and leave, she was stunned, her face was hot and painful, making Yvette immediately feel aggrieved.

"I...", Yvette bit her lip.

"Me what me? You can't afford it, and you want to beat me up, right? Still, want to do it? What do you think we are here? Honey, someone is trying to hit me!!!" The saleswoman sneered, he yelled and a man in a suit came out with a frown on his face, this was the manager of the store.

He stared at Yvette, "What are you doing?"

"I didn't..."

"You're still sophomoric! Honey, I was just talking to her and she thought it was too expensive, so she suddenly came over and tried to beat me up, and all the colleagues nearby saw it." The saleswoman said coldly.

"I didn't, I was..." explained Yvette.

"You didn't what? What are you doing near me? Would you have tried to stab me with a knife if I hadn't discovered your motive ahead of time?" the saleswoman was annoyed.

The manager's face was ugly, and his wife was so angry, it must be the woman's fault. She was good-looking, but her heart is so evil.

"I don't care if you are unqualified but If you're not going to buy it, why are you beating people up?"

"That's right, this kind of woman, she looks like a mistress, I guess she's been beaten up by men on a regular basis and thought of coming in and beating us up."

"So vicious! Little Flower is pregnant though, this woman is so vicious."

The nearby saleswoman came over, pointing and pointing.

The mocking, angry voices made Yvette's face grow red and tears welled up inside his eyes.

"Get out of here now!" The saleswoman snapped, "I'm telling you, I'm pregnant, before you touch me, you get out! And if anything happens to my baby, selling yourself wouldn't even be enough to compensate!"

"Please get out!" The manager was cold, he had a hard time getting his wife pregnant, but today he met such a vicious woman, what a shame!

"I didn't hit her just now, I saw..." explained Yvette.

"Look at your mother. And say!" The saleswoman was annoyed, fiercely glared at Yvette, came over and slammed Yvette.

Yvette just didn't pay attention before being hit, but now after paying attention, of course, she grabbed her wrist, "You're sick, what you want to say I don't want to hit you, I was seeing your skirt. What are you doing now?"

"Let her go if you hit my wife, I'll kick your ass!" The manager's roaring kick came over, Yvette didn't notice and fell to the ground, her stomach hurt, the place where she was hit last time was kicked, it hurt her most.

Yvette bit her lip to get up, for such a moment, she especially wanted to cry, but couldn't, absolutely couldn't!

"Honey are you okay?" The manager consoled, afraid that something had happened to his wife.

"Honey, she just grabbed my hand, it hurts, it hurts." The saleswoman ouch a few times.

"It's okay, sod it!" The manager came over and pushed Yvette out, "If I didn't see you as a woman, I'd kick you to death, get out!!!"

How could Yvette be a match for a man? She was pushed to the floor, her heels were broken and she was in physical pain.

The hot pain that remained on her face made her grit her teeth and get up, she couldn't cry, absolutely not.

"Go away, don't come, we don't want a vicious woman like you!" The other saleswoman said.

"Get out of here!" The manager snapped!

Yvette limped over, she wanted to tell these people that she wasn't trying to hit her.

"Honey, look, she still wants to hit our baby, why is she so bad?" The saleswoman was disgusted.

"Get out!"

The manager angrily kicked out, Yvette fell to the ground covering her stomach, tears in her eyes, holding back, she bit her lip "I did not hit her, there is a paper on top of her skirt, I reminded her..."

"Paper? Are you so fucking kind?" The saleswoman sneered, she saw the paper on her skirt, but she didn't believe that Yvette approached her for this, it must have been just now! Annoyed, she came over to hit herself, but luckily she was alert or her baby would have been in trouble.

"Nonsense, that's an excuse, the woman is so vicious, fuck!"

"Get rid of her!" The other salespeople were annoyed, how could this be? It's so lame that you're looking for an excuse when you're recognized!

"I'm really..." said Yvette.

The saleswoman couldn't hear anymore and walked over and kicked him as well, "Get the hell out of here!!!"

Snap!

She slapped out, Yvette could not dodge at all, she fell to the ground, this moment she was particularly aggrieved, the pain made her unable to endure, husband, where are you?

Yvette shed tears.