After everyone had left, Mei Xiaofang lost control of her emotions and glared fiercely at Jiang Qiaoqiao.
Jiang Qiaoqiao knew that she had ruined Mei Xiaofang's business, which was not very ethical.
But she felt no remorse whatsoever.
As soon as she entered Mei Xiaofang's shop, she noticed that the clothes in Mei Xiaofang's shop were none other than the batch of second-hand clothes that Hua Yuxin had wanted to give her last time, but she had refused.
Upon seeing these clothes, Jiang Qiaoqiao almost knew who had spread the rumor that she was selling secondhand clothes from the dead.
But there is no concrete evidence yet, and she cannot show it.
She looked at Mei Xiaofang with an apologetic smile, "Boss Mei, I really feel bad for what happened today, but it just so happened that things turned out this way in your store, so I had no choice."
After I've dealt with this matter, I will definitely visit you in person to apologize.
After saying that, she left without waiting for Mei Xiaofang's reaction.
Looking at her now empty shop, Mei Xiaofang felt so frustrated she wanted to grind her teeth to dust.
When Jiang Qiaoqiao arrived at the store, the police officers were already there.
Not only did the police arrive, but they also brought along colleagues from relevant departments to collect samples from Yiren Clothing for inspection.
Passersby saw a group of people leave Mei Xiaofang's store and go to Yiren Clothing, and then the police and several other officers wearing red armbands also went there.
They couldn't help but stop and peer inside her clothes.
"What's going on with Yiren Clothing? Why are so many people suddenly going to their house, even the police and those people wearing red armbands?"
"Haven't you heard? They say Yiren Clothing sells secondhand clothes from the dead. These people probably bought clothes from her and are here to cause trouble, which is why the police and those officers were called in."
"Don't talk nonsense. One of the people in there is from our compound. I just asked her. She said that the owner of Yiren Clothing called the police herself, and they went to help cooperate with the police investigation to see who was spreading rumors."
Really?
"If the boss called the police herself, then there shouldn't be any problem with Yiren Clothing, right? If there's something wrong with her, she definitely wouldn't dare to call the police!"
"That's hard to say..."
...
Although opinions varied, more and more people gathered outside Yiren's clothes, craning their necks to watch the spectacle.
Jiang Qiaoqiao looked at the crowd gathered outside and was quite satisfied.
Although this is a crisis, if handled well, it could also be a great opportunity to give her free advertising.
After the clothing samples were taken away, the police officers began questioning everyone one by one to find the source of the rumors.
After the police officers finished their questioning, just as Li Chunhua had said, they criticized and educated everyone, sternly telling them the consequences of creating and spreading rumors, and then let them go.
Jiang Qiaoqiao had already asked Luo Yingzi to inform Lin Xiaohui to help prepare braised duck.
After the police finished questioning them, Luo Yingzi led everyone directly to Yang Benya to retrieve the ducks.
The police found out from the questions asked of the crowd that the source of the rumor was Wang Hongxia, the owner of another clothing store.
Jiang Qiaoqiao went directly to Wang Hongxia's shop with the police officers.
When Wang Hongxia saw Jiang Qiaoqiao arrive with the police, she was taken aback for a moment, then frowned and looked at Jiang Qiaoqiao with displeasure, saying, "Jiang Qiaoqiao, what do you mean by bringing police officers to my house?"
Jiang Qiaoqiao's face was serious, and her aura unconsciously carried a hint of oppression. "Sister Wang, I should be asking you that. The police have already investigated and found out that you were the one spreading rumors that my family sells secondhand clothes from the dead."
I'm asking you, what makes you say that? What evidence do you have? If you have no evidence, then you're spreading rumors and slandering others, and you'll be held legally responsible!
Wang Hongxia had a fiery temper to begin with, and upon hearing this, she immediately retorted angrily, "What? You dare to sell it but you won't let people talk about it!"
I can't stand people like you, who abandon their conscience for money in order to do business!
Hearing Wang Hongxia's words, the police officer standing nearby, not wanting to listen to their argument any longer, said directly, "Comrade Wang Hongxia, we police officers rely on evidence, and you need to be responsible for your own words."
Wang Hongxia immediately puffed out her chest and said, "If I'm going to take responsibility, I will. She's not selling secondhand clothes from the dead. Why would she sell them so cheaply? We're all in this business. She's trying to fool a ghost!"
"Comrade Wang Hongxia, Comrade Jiang Qiaoqiao has already voluntarily sent the clothes sold in her shop to the relevant departments for inspection. Now please come with us. If the inspection results show that there is no problem with the clothes sold by Comrade Jiang Qiaoqiao, you will need to apologize to Comrade Jiang Qiaoqiao and bear the relevant legal responsibilities."
Wang Hongxia was equally resolute, declaring, "Fine, I'll go!"
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On the other side, after helping Luo Yingzi distribute duck and vegetarian dishes to those cooperating with the investigation, Lin Xiaohui was so anxious that she was pacing around in circles like an ant on a hot pan.
As she turned around, she kept muttering, "I told Qiaoqiao to persuade Beixiao to sell the cement factory as soon as possible, but she just wouldn't listen!"
Now that something like this has happened to my shop, how am I supposed to keep doing business?!
Zheng Yulan and Luo Yingzi both found her words rather strange.
"Auntie, what does Sister Qiao's shop have to do with whether Brother Beixiao sells the cement factory or not?"
"Oh dear!" Lin Xiaohui couldn't help but sigh anxiously, saying, "You don't understand! Bei Xiao is not destined to do business in that cement factory. If he insists on doing business in that cement factory, the only one who will suffer is Qiao Qiao!"
As Lin Xiaohui spoke, as if she had made up her mind, she walked straight out, saying as she went, "No, I have to go find Bei Xiao again and tell him to sell the cement factory as soon as possible."
Luo Yingzi and Zheng Yulan looked at each other, trying to stop Lin Xiaohui, but they couldn't.
Zheng Yulan stopped Luo Yingzi, who was about to chase after Lin Xiaohui, and said, "Yingzi, don't go after her. You haven't been around Auntie, so you don't know that although she's usually easy to talk to, she becomes very stubborn when it comes to Jianguo and Qiaoqiao. Even if you catch up with her now, you won't be able to change her mind."
The only way now is for us to find Qiaoqiao quickly and have her go to her aunt.
Luo Yingzi was also a little anxious, "But right now, Sister Qiaoqiao went to the police station to deal with someone spreading rumors about our store, so she can't leave at all!"
Zheng Yulan thought for a moment, "I'll ride my bicycle to the countryside to find Jianguo and have him go and stall Auntie, so she doesn't use extreme methods to pressure Beixiao. You go to the police station and keep watch until Qiaoqiao finishes dealing with things there, then bring her to us."
Luo Yingzi nodded repeatedly and said, "Okay!"
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