Once the staff arrived, Jiang Xia grew very calm. In an even tone, she said, "That's not what you originally said. This is what you said: 'I think the clothes here are absolutely terrible. They're so tacky, ugly as sin—tacky and ugly. You get what you pay for! I wouldn't want them even if they were free!...'"
Jiang Xia repeated her exact words, then continued, "Just as you said, everyone has different tastes—each flower appeals to a different eye. You don't have to like them. If you don't like them, don't buy them. You could simply leave. But you can't publicly slander the clothes in my store! Saying things like 'you get what you pay for!'"
Dong Yan said, "So what if I said it?! You get what you pay for! Was I wrong to say cheap things are no good? Did I break the law? Did I?!"
Jiang Xia said, "These are clothes exported by the State Cotton Mill. They're made by our State Cotton Mill with the finest fabrics, the finest workmanship, and the highest quality! These high-quality clothes have earned Hua Country countless foreign-exchange revenues and won the recognition of many international friends. And you say they're cheap and no good? Are you saying that the goods our State Cotton Mill exports to other countries are junk? You've slandered our domestic products, and you still think you're in the right?"
Dong Yan said, "..."
"I didn't mean that! I didn't know these were export goods! I just don't like these styles! Let's just say I was wrong about 'you get what you pay for'! I take it back! But you shouldn't have hit me either, and you had no right to stop me from leaving, did you? You could have just explained things to me!"
Jiang Xia