The cashier handed the card to Pang Feng with proper etiquette and said, "Thank you, Mr. Pang, the payment was successful. The remaining balance on your card is three hundred and sixty-two thousand..."
As these words fell, the whole place went silent.
Ma Xiaojuan's face turned the color of a pig's liver, and she looked at Pang Feng in disbelief, rushing to the cashier's counter and saying, "Xiao Ai, you... you didn't make a mistake, did you?"
"Enough!" The middle-aged man who looked like the manager turned pale with anger, and coldly said to Ma Xiaojuan, "Ma Xiaojuan, we at Chujiang Electronics City do not welcome employees like you. Our company's philosophy is to put customers first. Your behavior has seriously damaged the company's philosophy. Therefore, I have decided to dismiss you. Go settle your accounts with finance and leave today..."
"Ah... Manager, I..."