Zhao Jisheng had some martial arts skills, and Lin Hanzhi, a weak scholar, was no match for him. He was knocked down in an instant.

Qingman was also anxious watching from the side. There were two soldiers standing in front of her, completely blocking her way.

She was afraid of causing trouble for the princess, so she didn't dare to go forward rashly.

The man who had just been beaten to a pulp by Zhao Jisheng saw that his attention had been diverted to Lin Hanzhi, and quickly fled into the crowd and disappeared.

Zhao Jisheng stepped on Lin Hanzhi's face and looked down at him: "Even if you passed the imperial examination, what does it matter? It still can't change your lowly origin."

He laughed sarcastically: "Lin Hanzhi, you still can't change your bad habit of being the best after all these years. Look at yourself, how did the person you just helped treat you?

See if he is grateful to you for the way you got beaten up because of him? I'm afraid he will laugh at you behind your back, saying how can there be such a fool in this world, hahaha..."

He laughed so arrogantly that everyone was silent.

Jiang Muyu couldn't bear it any longer and was about to step forward.

Suddenly, she heard a loud shout from far away, which stopped her from moving forward: "Third Young Master, please show mercy!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of soldiers approaching. The man in the lead was dressed in red and holding a red folding fan. He had an extremely handsome face and could captivate anyone with just one look at him.

Who else could it be but Heather?

Jiang Muyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the reinforcements finally arrived.

Zhao Jisheng obviously recognized him. When he saw that he was followed by a group of officers and soldiers, which were more than the number of people he brought with him, he couldn't help but weigh the current situation in his mind.

His father and Heather were old acquaintances and they often interacted with each other. However, his father told him that Heather was not an ordinary person and should not be easily provoked.

He retracted his foot from Lin Hanzhi's face, looked at Shi Nanye, and said, "Did Shi Dongjia come here in person to save him?"

Shi Nanye glanced at Lin Hanzhi who was trembling and crawling up from the ground, and frowned. Jiang Muyu only wrote to him to ask for help, but did not say to save people, and... who is this man?

But in just a moment, he retracted his gaze, smiling: "I came here for Xia Mu Nansheng's big show. Do you think my event has affected the market?"

"Your activities?" Zhao Jisheng was stunned: "Xia Mu Nansheng is also your business?"

"Yes and no."

"What does Shi Dongjia mean by this?"

"Strictly speaking, it should be considered one of the industries I invested in. Xia Munansheng's boss Gu and I are old acquaintances. This time, Daxiu Shi also invested a small amount of money... and it was me who got the approval document for their project." As he said this, he took out a document from his sleeve.

Zhao Jisheng's face changed just by looking at the permission stamp on the CD, and then he forced a smile and tried to smooth things over: "If that's the case, I misunderstood. The Shidong family's activity will continue, continue..."

He ordered his officers and soldiers to withdraw and was about to leave.

But Heather stopped him and said, "Wait."

"What else does Shi Dongjia have to say?"

Heather still had a smile on her face, and waved her folding fan as she looked at him nonchalantly, saying, "Third Young Master, you have caused so much trouble, affecting my business, causing me to lose so much profit. And now you want to walk away just by saying it was a misunderstanding?"

Zhao Jisheng frowned and said coldly, "What else do you want?"

"Of course he should compensate me for my losses and apologize to him." He pointed at Lin Hanzhi over there.

"Why should I apologize to him?"

"Tsk tsk - why didn't the Third Young Master apologize after he beat someone up? Just now someone went to the government to report a case, saying that there was a bully taking advantage of his power to bully people, and these officers and soldiers came here to enforce justice."

He raised his chin and said, "The Prime Minister asked you to come and clear the place, but did he ever tell you to beat anyone up? You've ruined his reputation outside like this, I wonder how he'll deal with you when he finds out."

"You..." Zhao Jisheng was frightened. He had always been afraid of his father. Moreover, Shi Nanye was extremely difficult to deal with. If he provoked him, he would definitely go to the mansion in person to complain and exaggerate the matter. By then, he was afraid that his father would break his legs.

Zhao Jisheng gritted his teeth, and after weighing the pros and cons, he finally bowed to the "evil forces", obediently came to Lin Hanzhi, and said ambiguously: "I'm sorry."

Heather frowned: "What did you say? I didn't hear you."

"I'm sorry!" Zhao Jisheng raised his voice and his face turned red.

Heather smiled and said, "Look at how reluctant you are. Forget it. You should compensate me for my losses first."

"Compensation for what?"

"Two hundred taels." He paused, then smiled more brilliantly and uttered two words: "Gold."

Zhao Jisheng's expression was relatively calm when he heard the first part, but he immediately lost his composure when he heard the second part, and yelled, "Shi Nanye, don't go too far!"

"Hey, Third Young Master, don't say that. I calculated the losses carefully and gave you a discount. It's a friendly price for your father." After saying that, he ordered someone to take out the abacus and start calculating in front of him.

"I invested 10,000 taels of silver in this event, and I haven't made my money back yet. The number of people queuing up just now is usually 5,000, so we can earn 5,000 taels of silver from the deposit alone. I'll calculate 40 taels per piece of clothing, so 5,000 pieces will be 200,000 taels of silver. You've been delayed for half an hour, so each quarter of an hour is 1,000 taels..."

He calculated a lot and finally said, "Look, considering all these losses, isn't it a huge discount for you to pay me two hundred taels of gold?"

Zhao Jisheng was so angry at his actions that he almost vomited blood, but he was powerless to refute.

He took a deep breath and said, "I don't have that much gold."

Heather waved her folding fan, her foxy eyes smiling coquettishly, "It's okay, I can go and get it from the Prime Minister myself, he should have it."

"Don't!" Zhao Jisheng closed his eyes and gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give it to you, but please give me a few days."

Heather held up three fingers and said, "Please send two hundred taels of gold to Bamboo Forest Seclusion within three days. Otherwise, I will personally go to the Prime Minister's residence to drink tea."

"knew!"

Zhao Jisheng was so angry that his eyes turned red, but there was nothing he could do. He angrily said, "You can let me go now."

"Can."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Jisheng left with his people.

The back view looks a bit like he is running away.

Afterwards, Heather stood in front of the crowd and said with a smile, "Those who want to reserve clothes from Xia Mu Nansheng can continue to line up. This little episode has caused inconvenience to everyone. To express our apologies, Xia Mu Nansheng will add some more discounts. In addition to the ones I just mentioned, anyone who pays a deposit here today can enjoy an 8.5% discount."

Seeing that the problem was settled and new discounts were added, many people happily lined up.

The surroundings soon returned to a peaceful and lively atmosphere.

It was as if the incident just now had never happened.

People always forget things quickly. When something has nothing to do with them, they just look at it and forget about it.