Chapter 48 You are doing charity (Update 2)

Jiang Yuanyuan understood immediately after hearing this. The wilted cabbage just now immediately turned into a high-spirited little rooster.

"So you have a cooperation with my family, then you dare to offend me? I tell you, you must pick up these money one by one to me today, otherwise, you can forget about cooperation!"

Wu Nan has been in the workplace for so many years and has been promoted to deputy manager. He is not someone who can be easily scared by anyone.

She put one hand in her trouser pocket and said nonchalantly, "Little girl, although your last name is Jiang and you are the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, business is business and businessmen care about profits. The cooperation between the two companies is not something that a little girl like you who is still studying can interfere with."

Jiang Yuanyuan was not afraid at all. Instead, she crossed her arms and said mockingly, "I'll give you another chance. Now, immediately, pick up these bills one by one for me, otherwise, I will immediately have someone terminate this cooperation!"

"I've also said that this money of yours is not enough to compensate for my clothes!"

Sang Yian stared into Jiang Yuanyuan's eyes, "Also, is this the Jiang family's education? You bumped into someone, didn't apologize, didn't compensate, and are still bullying people here?"

Luo Qingying also took out her wallet and took out all the cash in her wallet, "Is that enough?"

Sang Yian scanned it and saw only 10 bills, no more. She smiled slightly and said, "Not enough."

What a joke!

This is a tribute!

It's fabric presented to the royal family. You want to get rid of her with more than 2,000?

Impossible!

Luo Qingying's expression also turned ugly, "Even if you are a lion, you have to know your limits! It's just a cheongsam, not a famous brand, don't be so greedy!"

Jiang Yuanyuan on the side was even more fierce, turning to the staff beside her and said, "Have someone kick her out, I think she didn't come to the mall to spend money, she just came to make trouble!"

"We have to consider other customers in the mall and create a good shopping environment for them. We can't let such people who like to scam and are greedy stay in the mall!"

The staff in suits said without hesitation, "You two, please."

Sang Yian raised his foot and hooked the high stool next to him, and sat on it directly, "If you let me go, I will go. Don't I have any face?"

She crossed her legs and slightly curled them. Under the plain cheongsam, her white and slender calves were exposed, which was gentle and elegant.

Even if the words she said were extremely hateful, they could make people angry or choke.

At this moment, the beauty area has attracted a large number of customers who are watching the excitement, and some are taking pictures seriously with their mobile phones.

"This cheongsam lady is really tough. She actually dared to offend this guy. Who doesn't know that Jiang Yuanyuan is the apple of Mr. Jiang's eye? The Jiang family is one of the richest families in Ancheng. Now it's going to be a good show."

"These days, being rich is great. Jiang Yuanyuan obviously bumped into someone and tore his clothes. Not only did she not apologize, but she also mocked him!"

"Who made her rich? Didn't you hear that this shopping mall belongs to her?"

"You are hating the rich. I think it's the greed of the cheongsam lady! Isn't it just a torn piece of clothing? Isn't 2,000 yuan enough? What kind of clothes is that? I think she is deliberately trying to scam people."

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People in the crowd were whispering. Sang Yian pretended not to hear, but Jiang Yuanyuan couldn't. She was the youngest in the family and was always pampered by her family.

When had she ever been mocked and belittled like this?

"How much do you want? How much is enough to compensate for your tattered cheongsam?" Jiang Yuanyuan shouted.

In fact, Sang Yian didn't know, but compared to the big brands Wu Nan had just visited, she casually said, "It must be at least 10,000."

Jiang Yuanyuan stared at her in shock, "10,000? Do you think I'm stupid?"

"Wu Nan, your salary is not low, how come you have such a money-grubbing sister? Don't let the upper beam be crooked and the lower beam be crooked."

Luo Qingying chuckled, "She is blackmailing!"

"What blackmail?"

A cold and low voice came from outside, and the crowd of onlookers automatically made way.

Jiang Huaijing, wearing a black three-piece suit, appeared here, followed by other mall managers, who should be here for inspection.

Jiang Yuanyuan trotted over, "Uncle! You have to help me! I was scammed in my own mall. I just accidentally scratched her clothes, and she asked me to pay 10,000 yuan."

Sang Yian met Jiang Huaijing's gaze and smiled, "Today I have learned a lot from Fourth Master's tutoring."

The girl was wearing a plain cheongsam, sitting casually on a high stool. The fine brocade outlined her exquisite figure, and she was so beautiful that she seemed to glow.

Jiang Huaijing scanned the fair skin exposed at her waist, and he lowered his eyes, "What happened?" "

Miss Jiang bumped into me and scratched my clothes, which implicated me in bumping into this Miss Luo. As a victim, not only did I not get an apology, I was also ridiculed by these two." "

These two first threatened us with the cooperation of the Jiang Group, and then asked the staff to drive us away. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't believe that the Fourth Master, who is so glorious, gentle and polite, would have such an arrogant and domineering niece."

Jiang Huaijing turned to look at Jiang Yuanyuan, "Go back and copy the "Book of Rites" 50 times. When you finish copying it, your bank card will be thawed."

"50 times? Uncle, do you want to destroy my claws?" Jiang Yuanyuan was terrified.

Jiang Huaijing: "100 times."

Jiang Yuanyuan: "!!!"

She swallowed all her anger, "100 times is 100 times, but little uncle, she wants me to pay her 10,000 yuan! Just a cheongsam costs 10,000 yuan! She is blackmailing me!"

Holding the idea that if I don't have a good life, then none of you will have a good life, Jiang Yuanyuan directly complained.

Jiang Huaijing took a few steps forward, and the plain silk sparkled under the spotlight.

Every time he took a step forward, Sang Yian leaned back subconsciously.

This man was awe-inspiring and had a strong aura. Being close to him always made people hold their breath subconsciously.

Jiang Huaijing stopped in front of her, bent down, stretched out his hand and pinched the hem of the cheongsam.

"What do you want to do?"

Sang Yian looked at him warily with his big eyes.

Jiang Huaijing felt the delicateness of the silk between his fingers, and the corners of his lips raised slightly, "Such good material, ten thousand yuan, it's really charity."