In the chaos, there's nowhere to put your feet.
"The boss is here, the person in charge is here, everyone please make way."
The crowd parted to make way, and Lu Feng saw that the entire corridor was packed with people. No one was doing business anymore, except for a few old women sitting not far away eating sunflower seeds.
"Are you the owner of this counter?" a policeman asked.
“Yes, that’s me!” Lu Feng nodded.
"return the goods!"
"I'm telling you, give me a refund, you're committing fraud!"
"We have to return these goods; they just won't sell."
The crowd was in an uproar, but Lu Feng remained calm. He looked around and asked, "Give me a reason to return this item."
"We can't sell them!" shouted a naive young man.
"Can't sell them?" Lu Feng frowned. "You brought this up yourself." He sneered, "Return the goods if you can't sell them? What if you do sell them? Will you give me half the profit? We're all in business, you can't be so unreasonable."
After Lu Feng finished speaking, the person who shouted that he couldn't sell his goods was glared at by everyone, and he hurriedly shrank back into the crowd.
Zhao Yanran looked at Lu Feng and said, "You kept claiming that the Dior lipsticks were fished out of the sea. You're selling counterfeit goods, and we demand a refund."
This excuse is perfect; once it's proven true, it'll be hard not to return the goods.
"Yes, we were fooled because they kept claiming it was Dior."
"We've been scammed!"
"Damn it! Return it!"
Lu Feng smiled at Zhao Yanran and said, "President Zhao, it's nice to see you again!"
"Yes, we meet again. I didn't realize you were so cunning. You're so young, yet so wicked," Zhao Yanran said maliciously.
"It's the same to you, just reciprocity. I remember my wife sold you some goods, right? What kind of goods are you asking me to return? Or did you take over a batch of second-hand or third-hand goods and want to return them? As for counterfeit goods?" Lu Feng paused for a moment: "We sold three million worth of goods. I demand that the entire cosmetics market be sealed off right now. If they find out here that even one Dior lipstick that wasn't made by me was fished out of the sea, how can I prove that I made counterfeit goods?"
"you!!"
"I sold three million worth of goods, and you return thirty million worth to me. Who am I supposed to complain to? And then you accuse me of counterfeiting?" Lu Feng scoffed and said in a low voice, "Can you tell the difference? If you can, I'll give you a refund!"
After listening to this, the police said that these kinds of disputes should be resolved privately. Lu Feng has said a lot, so how can you prove that I am fabricating evidence?
This cosmetics market is rife with counterfeit goods that look exactly like his, making it impossible to tell the difference. There are far too many tricks involving buying high-quality products and returning inferior ones.
The crowd fell silent; they couldn't answer Lu Feng's question, nor could they prove it was true.
"return the goods!"
"You're not leaving today unless I give you a refund. I've poured all my savings into this."
"You swindler!!"
"If you return the item, you won't be able to leave this room."
"Don't call me a shrewd businessman!" Lu Feng shouted sternly. "I acted so honest and simple in front of you. Instead of questioning whether I'm a shrewd businessman, you should ask yourselves how crazy you were a few days ago, trying to make a quick buck. Officers, someone is threatening my safety. I demand to go with you."
The floor manager of the cosmetics store also came over. This couldn't go on, so Lu Feng gathered the young girls at the counter around him.
"Everyone back to your counters. If you have any issues, go through the internal complaint process. Don't gather here anymore, or we'll have to close down!" the floor manager shouted.
The words "withdrawal" made everyone's faces stiffen, and a sense of fear crept in.
The mall security guards went down first, and Lu Feng told the girls to follow him down, saying he would settle their wages later. He then asked the floor manager if there was any compensation for the damage to the counter.
"Let's go!" Lu Feng turned around and prepared.
"Mr. Lu, slow down." Zhao Yanran's face was terribly gloomy, and her voice was cold as she said, "We'll see how things go. We're all doing business in this area. I, Zhao Yanran, have been around for a while now, and I've never suffered such a loss before."
Lu Feng raised an eyebrow, turned around and glanced at her, then said, "I'll wait. Don't keep me waiting too long."
After saying that, he walked downstairs.
Zhao Yanran invested a lot of money this time, a full 500,000 yuan, which was all her profits from last year. If the small factory encounters any setbacks, this 500,000 yuan would be enough to crush it.
She couldn't swallow this insult!
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