Upon hearing Qin Xiaotao's words, the cashier's face changed immediately. Just as she was about to say something, a woman in her thirties suddenly walked over.
"Manager." Seeing the woman, the young cashier quickly called out, as if she had seen a savior.
Obviously, now there was another customer causing trouble, and such matters were not easy for a cashier to handle.
"Hello, I am Wu Lan, the store manager of the clothing store." Looking at Qin Xiaotao, Wu Lan smiled and said, "Sir, is there an issue you would like to discuss with me?"
Qin Xiaotao pointed at the sweepstakes box and repeated, "I suspect that your clothing store didn't put the grand prize in the sweepstakes box."
Hearing this, Wu Lan maintained her smile and said, "Sir, you must be joking. Our Yangyu Clothing store wouldn't resort to fraud over a grand prize of three hundred thousand."
"Fraud?"
