In response, Meng Zhao urgently formulated a new rule and launched a "trade-in" program. If a customer purchases a set of products from Zhenbaoge and needs to repurchase them after use, they can bring empty boxes and bottles into the store to receive a certain amount of discount. If they do not need to repurchase, they can also exchange empty boxes and bottles for product samples in the store.

This can both prevent the packaging from being counterfeited to some extent and help retain existing customers through this activity.

At the same time, she categorized the collected counterfeit goods and set up a special counter to explain how to distinguish these counterfeit goods so that customers could see them when they entered the store and take precautions in advance.

Although her actions cannot completely eliminate the existence of counterfeit goods, they can let customers who enter the store know that Treasure Pavilion is doing its best to combat counterfeits. In this way, even if similar incidents of allergic reactions to counterfeit goods occur again in the future, it can at least reduce Treasure Pavilion's responsibility.

The free clinic continued, but strangely, the couple who had led the disturbance yesterday never showed up, which was even stranger. Sure enough, after nightfall, Xiao Chuan rushed over to report that he had seen the man go somewhere.

"Yu Yan Zhai?"

Xiao Chuan nodded emphatically: "Exactly! I saw him sneak into the back door of Yu Yan Zhai with my own eyes, and he came out in less than a quarter of an hour. His behavior was highly suspicious."

Su Meng had already inquired about the cosmetic shops in the capital and said, "Yu Yan Zhai is the largest cosmetic shop in the capital. Many of the products in the shop are used by the empresses in the palace. It seems that they are resentful because they saw that we were going to open a shop in the capital, so they came to take revenge on us."

Huang Cui asked curiously, "Then what about these counterfeit goods? Are they also made by Yu Yan Zhai?"

Meng Zhao shook his head, tracing a box of counterfeit goods between his fingertips. "That's not necessarily true. The craftsmanship of these fakes varies greatly; they don't look like they were made by the same group of people."

After discussing it for a while, Meng Zhao told them to go back and rest, while he got up, packed a few things, draped a cloak over his shoulders, and walked towards the Shen family under the moonlight.

With a creak, the gate of the Shen residence opened, and Afu rubbed his sleepy eyes and poked his head out: "Madam Meng? What brings you here so late? Is something the matter?"

"Is your husband asleep? I have something I want to discuss with him."

Afu quickly shook his head: "The master is still in the study reviewing official documents. Please wait a moment, I will go and call him for you."

Seeing that Afu was wearing clothes and was probably about to go to sleep, Meng Zhao shook her head. "No need, you go and rest. I can go by myself." She was very familiar with the Shen family's courtyard. She walked through the corridor with ease and arrived at the door of the study. The candlelight cast Shen Qinghe's upright figure on the window paper. Meng Zhao raised her hand and knocked on the door.

"What is it?" Shen Qinghe's cold voice came from inside the house.

"It's me," Meng Zhao replied. "I have something to discuss with you."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than the figure who had been sitting upright above the window suddenly stood up, hurriedly stuffing something into the bookshelf, followed by a series of rapid footsteps.

The door opened, and Shen Qinghe, dressed neatly, appeared in the doorway. Meng Zhao narrowed his eyes slightly. "What are you doing in the room?"

Shen Qinghe stepped aside to let Meng Zhao in and replied, "I didn't do anything, just reviewed official documents."

Meng Zhao stepped into the study with suspicion and placed the evidence she had compiled that day on the table. "These are the pulse records from today's consultations, as well as their descriptions of purchasing counterfeit goods. Could you help me see how the case report should be written?"

Shen Qinghe nodded and sat at his desk looking at the things Meng Zhao had brought over. Meng Zhao himself paced around the study, and after circling around, stopped at the bookshelf.

Although Shen Qinghe was sitting upright at his desk, his eyes kept following her. When he saw her stop in front of the bookshelf, his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.

"If you're bored, sister, shall I find you a couple of storybooks to keep you entertained?" he suggested, feigning composure, though his voice was half an octave higher than usual.

Meng Zhao gently stroked the spine of the book with her fingertips: "No need, I just noticed that you had two books that weren't arranged properly, so I was just rearranging them for you." With that, she reached out towards the top of the bookshelf.

Shen Qinghe strode forward, his slender figure blocking the bookshelf: "No need to trouble you, elder sister, I can do it myself."

The more he tried to cover it up, the more curious Meng Zhao became about what he was looking at. She reached out to push him away, but before she could even touch him, she heard a soft, drawn-out "Sister." The last syllable of the voice rose slightly, carrying a hint of pleading and coquetry.

Meng Zhao trembled and withdrew her hand as if burned. Seeing her like this, Shen Qinghe frowned slightly, seemingly annoyed, but her eyes softened with a gentle light.

Meng Zhao frowned, wondering who he had learned this trick from, but seeing his expression, she didn't persist and turned back to sit down at the table.

Shen Qinghe secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As he turned around, he straightened the two booklets on the bookshelf. Now he had a general idea of ​​Meng Zhao's personality. She was easily swayed by gentleness but not by force. If he were to express his feelings to her, she would probably go to the brokerage firm the next day to buy a house further away. At that point, there would be no need for this kind of nighttime visit. The current situation was fine, since he was the only one by her side anyway.

Meng Zhao wanted the government to investigate those who made and sold counterfeit goods. As for Yu Yan Zhai's instigation, although it should be dealt with, the government's help could not be relied upon for the time being. The reason was relatively simple, just like when two classmates quarreled and one of them went to tell the teacher.

Although she did nothing wrong, in the business world, every company has its shady dealings. If she uses the government to deal with her competitors today, other merchants will definitely keep their distance from her in the future.

Thinking of this, Meng Zhao took out the things Shen Qinghe had given her last time. "I've basically finished the questions on this. Could you please pass it on to Dean Gu for me?"

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