"Have the test results come out yet? How much compensation does Mu Weiwei have to pay?" Wu Xiulian tugged at Meng Ruya.
Mingye looked at Gu Weiwei with some surprise, then explained to Wu Xiulian, "Madam Meng, this bag is not sold by MG officially, it is not an authentic product."
“How could that be? This was bought for over a million.” Wu Xiulian didn’t believe it. She took the bag back and looked at it over and over. “It’s not like we haven’t bought MG bags before. The material and brand logo are exactly the same.”
"Xiulian, let it go." Madam Fu tugged at the agitated Madam Meng.
She understands English, so she naturally understood their conversation with MG customer service.
"She herself said that I apologized, and she would compensate me with this bag. Now she's trying to renege on her promise?" Wu Xiulian was unwilling to accept this. She had lost face by apologizing to her, and now she couldn't even get compensation?
"Mom, stop talking..." Meng Ruya pulled at Wu Xiulian with a headache, feeling so embarrassed that she wanted to leave this place immediately.
She clearly wanted to take this opportunity to humiliate Mu Weiwei and make Madam Fu hate her completely, so that even if Mu Weiwei wanted to date or get married in the future, she wouldn't be able to find anyone from this high society circle.
In the end, she was the one who lost all face. She was so angry that she wanted to strangle that hateful bitch, but she had to endure it in front of so many people.
The guests couldn't help but chuckle at Wu Xiulian's persistent attitude. MG had already stated that they hadn't sold any of the bags, so how could she possibly ask for compensation?
A female guest in a black dress came out with a wine glass and kindly explained, "Mrs. Meng, it's not Miss Mu who needs to compensate you now, but rather you who need to compensate MG."
At the last party, she tried to get close to Fu Hanzheng, but Meng Ruya, relying on her relationship with the Fu family, made her look foolish at the party. Now, she's finally getting her comeuppance.
"What did you say?!" Wu Xiulian was shocked. It was clearly Mu Weiwei who broke her bag, so why were they now the ones who had to compensate MG?
The female guest in the black dress smiled, took a sip of her drink, and explained to the guests who hadn't understood.
"Martin Green signed a contract with the Gu family in Country A five years ago to be the private designer for Gu Weiwei, the daughter of the Gu Group. All the works he designed during the contract period are not sold officially and are the private property of the Gu family."
This bag was carried by the Gu family's daughter at a royal banquet in Country A last year. A small designer who left MG copied this bag and sold it at a high price. What you bought is a fake from him. The only genuine Gu family daughter, Gu Weiwei, owns this bag.
Two months ago, Deborah, a well-known singer from Country S, carried this bag to her new album launch, leading to a lawsuit from MG and Gujia, resulting in a compensation payment of over four million yuan. MG officially announced on its website last month that the bag being sold outside is not authentic and they are currently making every effort to recover it.
Wu Xiulian nearly fainted, whether from shock or anger. "How could this be... how could this happen? We paid for it too."
The female guest in the black dress smiled smugly and continued, "MG has always valued its brand image the most, and the Gu family's daughter dislikes others using the same things as her. That's why the Gu family hired Martin Green as their private designer to design unique pieces just for her."
With MG's lawyers and the Gu family's legal team involved, how much compensation you want is up to you.
Upon hearing that she was connected to the Gu family, Wu Xiulian dropped her bag to the ground.
Even if she was ignorant, she knew how terrifying the Gu family's power was. They enjoyed a noble title in Country A and were a well-known conglomerate. If you offended them, you would never have a good outcome.
Gu Weiwei stared coldly at the exquisite and expensive leather bag on the ground; she hated it.
Lingyan fell in love with the bag after seeing it and asked her for it.
That woman took one thing after another from her, and in the end, she took her life and her heart.
Seeing Wu Xiulian carrying this bag in front of her today, she was in a really bad mood.
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