Wen Xi was reborn, returning to 18 years old. At this time, she hadn't been expelled from school, her fiancé hadn't come to break off the engagement, the scumbag relatives plotting to usur...
"Yeah, it's clearly the machine's fault, but they refuse to admit it."
"Ma'am, there is really no money left in your card. It has nothing to do with our machine. If you don't believe it, you can go to the bank to check." The receptionist explained in a gentle voice.
Although they still had their standard smiles, the look in their eyes had changed a little.
"By the way, check-out is before 12:00. If you two need to stay longer, please renew the payment in advance."
Cai Shizhen slammed her bag down in front of the receptionist and glared at him, "What do you mean by that? What? Are you afraid we'll owe you money? Xue'er, use your card. Pay for it for a month. I'll file a complaint after I've paid. You're such a snob!"
Cai Shizhen rolled her eyes at the front desk and said arrogantly.
"...Grandma." Song Qingxue anxiously dragged her aside and whispered, "I can't use my cards anymore. They're all frozen."
"What!"
Hearing her words, Cai Shizhen suddenly became anxious, and all the blood in her body seemed to rush to her head.
"Did something happen with my parents? Do you know?"
"Something happened? What happened?"
Cai Shizhen looked confused.
Seeing that she looked like she knew nothing, Song Qingxue became even more panicked.
"Haven't they contacted you in the past two days?"
"No." Cai Shizhen spread her hands. "Except for asking me to buy return tickets for them, they haven't called for several days."
She took out her cell phone and called her son and daughter-in-law.
Shut down all.
Song Qingxue showed her the video on her phone.
Cai Shizhen's face turned pale.
The vase she broke would cost 180,000 after depreciation!
As luck would have it, the hotel they were staying in happened to be owned by Mrs. Zhang.
She was the same Mrs. Zhang who had wanted to force Wen Xi to her stupid son.
Mrs. Zhang was walked over by a group of people. When Song Qingxue heard what they called her, she was stunned on the spot.
I didn’t expect that this hotel belonged to the Zhang family!
If they knew, they definitely wouldn't live here!
She had already seen the vase that grandma broke. It was not an antique, but a completely new thing. Yet she asked them to pay so much money in compensation. Isn't this clearly making things difficult for her?
It seems that the threats the other party made when he left that day were not just talk.
However, the current situation did not allow her to be stubborn, so she had to plead softly, "Aunt Zhang, look, this vase is not a valuable antique, and my grandmother didn't destroy it on purpose. It was really an accident. We are not unwilling to compensate you. Can you think of a lower price?"
"What? You think the price is too high? I've quoted you the price for acquaintances. I've already been lenient, okay?" Madam Zhang said with her chin held high and a look of pride. "You have to understand, although my vase is not an antique, it has been displayed in this hotel for many years. It's something passed down by the elders, not a replica on an assembly line. After all, it was produced in a famous kiln, and the kiln is now closed. Scarcity makes things valuable. In a hundred or eighty years, it will be an antique!"
"But 180,000 is too expensive, even at auction..."
"Alright, I don't have time for all this nonsense!" Mrs. Zhang interrupted with a wave of her hand. "If you can restore this broken vase, or find me an identical one, you don't have to pay me. Otherwise, stop whining and pay whatever you owe me, or you can't even think of leaving this hotel today!"