Chapter 340 Sorry, your balance is insufficient, please change a card.
Ou Moyuan was annoyed by the old lady's improper behavior and stood aside reluctantly.
Old Mrs. Ou didn't bother to look at Ou Moyuan. Her mind was all on the diamond that symbolized her status.
Licking her old face, she looked at Bian Zhi with a smile, "Zhi Zhi baby, can you show grandma the diamond again? Just one look."
Just three words, "a glance", vividly expressed Mrs. Ou's eagerness to try.
The manager walked over to Bian Zhi and whispered, "Boss, this old lady is very shameless. Don't take out such valuable things again. It will be very troublesome if she comes back and tries to steal it."
As he spoke, the manager desperately winked at the security guard at the door, asking him to come in and protect Bian Zhi.
When Mrs. Ou heard what the manager said, her face turned dark.
She really wanted to grab it.
Such a valuable thing, you can do anything with your hands or feet.
In front of money, face is worthless!
Old Mrs. Ou glanced irritably at the security guards in the room and gave Bian Zhi an unhappy look. "Bian Zhi, you should welcome me to your store. Is this how you treat your elders?"
"If this gets out, won't people say your store is bullying customers?"
Mrs. Ou really would increase the value. After hearing this, the manager's face froze.
Bian Zhi smiled calmly, "Hermage is a world-class international luxury brand, and we won't serve any unreasonable customers. We have the confidence to choose our customers."
Bian Zhi glanced at Old Lady Ou, the bodyguards she brought with her, and the bag in Lin Rushang's hand, and smiled.
"Boss Ou," she looked at the man in the corner again, "We accept both card and check. Since you're already holding it, there's no need to ask our staff to put it back." Bian Zhi tilted her head to look at the manager beside her, "How much is the total?"
These words fell.
Old Mrs. Ou immediately screamed, "What money? This is your shop. I came here to show my courtesy, and you dare to ask me for money?"
Bian Zhi did not answer Mrs. Ou immediately, but looked at the manager.
The manager replied respectfully, "One hundred and sixty-eight million five hundred and fifty thousand."
Bian Zhi laughed, then turned to look at the old lady at the door, "One hundred and sixty-eight million five hundred and fifty thousand--"
She drawled slowly, leisurely, and full of sarcasm, "Is your face worth this much?"
Bian Zhi didn't wait for the old lady to answer, but frowned in trouble, turned his head and looked at Ou Moyuan again as if he was puzzled.
"Mr. Ou, you are a member of the Ou family, the head of the Ou family. I really want to ask you, is the reputation of your chairman of the Ou family worth 168.55 million?"
After this question was asked, everyone looked at Ou Moyuan.
If Ou Moyuan said it was not worth it, then he would not have to pay the money, but Old Lady Ou would have completely lost face.
If we talk about value-
Then the Ou family should naturally be willing to pay for Old Lady Ou's behavior.
With just a few words, Bian Zhi threw the question to Ou Moyuan, asking him to make a decision.
More and more people gathered at the door, and everyone was happy to watch the fun. Bian Zhi leisurely glanced at the surveillance camera above his head with a flashing red light.
She chuckled softly, and in Ou Moyuan's hesitant look, she kindly reminded him, "Boss Ou, they say there's a god above us. Everyone is watching your decision today."
Ou Moyuan frowned as he saw the surveillance video of the entire store.
He pursed his lips, unwilling to spend such a large sum of money, but with so many people present, he had to pay for it, not for the old lady, but just for the title of Chairman of Ou Group!
"What a choice!" Old Mrs. Ou gradually realized the situation. She hurriedly said anxiously, "These things were given to me by you!"
"Give it to you?" Bian Zhi found it funny. She asked calmly, "Why should I give it to you?"
"Just because I've been your granddaughter-in-law for three years, I have to give you jewelry worth over 100 million?" Bian Zhi frowned slightly. She sighed, looking at Ou Moyuan, whose lips were tightly pursed. "Mr. Ou, I remember that you and I got our divorce certificate through formal procedures. I left the house empty-handed. Am I remembering correctly?"
"I took care of Chen Yuyan for three years without asking for a penny, and now I have to give you something worth over 100 million. Mr. Ou, is your Ou family a wealthy family, or is it just a Rashomon?"
"Why? I've already left the Ou family, but you still won't let me go. Now you want to suck my blood?"
Bian Zhi shook his head calmly, looking at the now angry crowd with great trouble, and asked innocently, "Everyone, tell me, this can't be done this way, right?"
In the crowd, someone was holding a camera.
Bian Zhi smiled and waved as if he saw an old acquaintance. "Reporter Wang, long time no see. You were always following me around, digging up dirt on me for the Ou family. I just happened to be here today, so come over and take some pictures. Why were you hiding?"
Reporter Wang was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to crawl into, but was pushed out by a passerby. He had no choice but to pretend to take two photos before running away with his neck tucked in.
Bian Zhi chuckled softly, but then slowly flattened her lips.
She looked at Old Lady Ou, who was more than a head shorter than her, and said coldly, "If you don't want to pay and walk out of this door today, I'll put you in jail for life!"
"Good!" No one in the crowd cheered, but everyone applauded in unison.
Thunderous applause echoed throughout the entire shopping mall.
In the end, Ou Moyuan went to swipe his card in dejected manner.
With a "beep", the card reader sounded a prompt.
The manager handed the card to Ou Moyuan respectfully with a smile, and then said loudly in a sonorous tone:
"Sorry, your balance is insufficient. Please change your card."
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"Sorry, your balance is insufficient. Please change your card."
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"Sorry, your balance is insufficient. Please change your card."
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Old Mrs. Ou's face turned as black as charcoal ash. Ou Moyuan felt that he had never been so embarrassed in his life. Everyone was pointing and criticizing him like a torture. He wished he could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
When the fifth reminder of insufficient balance came, Ou Moyuan called the finance department. The finance department, puzzled, asked, "Mr. Ou, our company is engaged in manufacturing. When will our cash flow exceed 100 million? We paid off a loan this morning, and now we only have 80 million on the books. We also need to pay for goods tomorrow. If you withdraw this money, we won't be able to make payments tomorrow."
Ou Moyuan closed his eyes, and the laughter around him was like a sharp blade piercing his eardrums.
He roared irritably, "Shut up!"
After scraping together the money from everywhere, they finally managed to collect it. After paying it all, the Ou family had very little face left.
Lin Rushuang was trying to show off. She walked over to the old lady who was almost losing her mind and whispered in her ear, "Old lady, please keep the receipt. Luxury goods like this can be returned within seven days. When the time comes, I will come and return it to you. You don't have to come in person."
Lin Rushuang's new drama is about to be aired, and she is eager to gain favor from Old Lady Ou so that she can get some benefits in the future.
But I never thought about it.
After she finished speaking, Old Lady Ou only snorted coldly in response. At the same time, a sharp gaze was cast at Bian Zhi from her side.
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