"Miss, please stop causing trouble. The store manager has the support of the head - office behind her. We can't compete with her," Xiao He advised fearfully. Coincidentally, the store manager saw this.
"Damn girl, what are you mumbling about?!"
"Nothing... nothing."
Seeing this, Shen Ximan immediately protected Xiao He behind her. The scissors in her hand made a clicking sound. "What? Do you want to experience a haircut, shampoo, and blow - dry?"
The store manager immediately backed down. "What... what are you going to do?"
"Of course, I'm going to do what I want to do."
There was a mischievous smile in her eyes. She picked up the hem of the dress and without hesitation, cut off most of it with one snip.
"Oh my god!"
The store manager gasped in horror. Even those who were watching the show around were all stunned, and some even cursed Shen Ximan for being crazy.
Ruo Chi had been like an outsider the whole time, so stunned that she even forgot to blink.
"This was designed by the manager! How could you just cut it?!"
"Didn't you just say that the ownership belongs to me?"
"But I didn't tell you to cut it!"
Shen Ximan rolled her eyes speechlessly. "I'm not going to not pay you. Is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"
The store manager was momentarily speechless, her brain working rapidly.
"Can you afford it? If there's even a single decimal point missing from the seven million, I'll report this to the head - office!"
"Give her the card."
Ruo Chi obediently handed over a bank card with the logo of Bo's Group on it. "Hurry up and take it."
"How do you have this card?" the store manager stared in disbelief.
Shen Ximan didn't even bother to respond. She kindly said to the trainee salesgirl, "Please wrap this up for me."
"Okay... okay..."
Xiao He swallowed nervously and didn't dare to be slow at all.
Although the noble ladies who came to the mall could be seen almost every day, it was really an honor for a person from a powerful group like Bo's Group to come to such a mid - to low - end store.
Ding, ding.
Bo Jingyu's phone kept receiving text messages.
When he saw the deduction amounts on it, he remained calm. Then, Ruo Chi's report message came.
"Second Master, the Second Madam is currently discussing the styling. So far, the total consumption is ten million yuan."
Bo Jingyu calmly typed a few words quickly and sent them.
"Let her spend."
In terms of affection, she did hold a certain place in his heart. In terms of interests, this cooperation meeting would bring back fifty million.
Either way, he was making a profit.
At this moment, on the other side -
"Why is the color so bright? It was clearly light pink in the picture. The color difference is just too exaggerated!"
There were dresses all over the floor in Shen Shiyu's room.
"Miss, should I send someone to exchange it?"
Aunt Liang was extremely exhausted and didn't even want to say another word.
From being tortured since morning until now, she was on the verge of collapse.
"Forget it. How many backup dresses do I have?"
"Two. One is a sapphire blue ball - gown, and the other is a knee - length black - gray dress. Both of them are quite high - end."
Shen Shiyu sneered coldly. "High - end? Are you blind?"
"One is the kind that only middle - aged women would like, and the other is the color for mourning. You want me to choose between these two? Isn't this just embarrassing me?"
Aunt Liang's face showed a bit of unease, but she still forced a dry laugh and came over with a tablet to persuade her gently.
"The sapphire blue one really can't show off your temperament, but the black - gray one is very eye - catching. Look, it's a knee - length hem, and there's diamond - studded lace on the outer layer. It's so stylish."
Shen Shiyu felt much better after being flattered. She pretended to be coquettish. "Really?"
"Of course. After you wear it, you'll definitely be the most eye - catching one in front of the camera!"
"Then call and have this one sent to me."
Shen Shiyu lifted her chin and smiled proudly.
Just when Aunt Liang let out a sigh of relief, thinking she had dodged a bullet, the next storm was about to hit.
"I'm really sorry. This one has already been sold."
The store manager was so nervous that her voice was barely audible.
"What?"
She timidly glanced upstairs. Shen Shiyu hadn't been alarmed yet.
"That was the backup dress for the young lady! How could you let someone else buy it? How did you handle things?"
"I didn't want this either, Aunt Liang. But... but that woman has a powerful backer. I didn't dare to offend her."
The store manager held the phone, looking extremely distressed.
"What kind of backer?"
"Her backer is Bo's Group!"
Aunt Liang was immediately stunned. "What does that woman look like?"
"She was wearing casual short - sleeves and jeans, had medium - length hair, and was wearing a mask."
"What are you doing standing there so hesitantly?"
Shen Shiyu wheeled herself out and looked down from above.
"Coming, Miss," she turned her head and shouted into the phone. "In short, you must handle this matter properly."
After saying that, Aunt Liang went upstairs with a very tangled expression.
"Miss..."
"What's going on?"
Shen Shiyu noticed her hesitation and asked in confusion.
After Aunt Liang explained, Shen Shiyu's face instantly turned purple with anger.
It was obvious to anyone that that woman was Shen Ximan!
Fine! Before, she had suffered losses at the music festival, and her foot had been seriously injured. Now, she even snatched away the backup dress she had reserved!
This was simply going too far!
"Quick! Bring me my phone. I'm going to call Si Ming!"
After Bo Siming woke up, he locked himself in the bedroom of the Nanbei Villa and stared blankly for a long time. He even wanted to slap himself.
Why on earth did he drink?
He had even been outmaneuvered by that brat Bo Jingyu.
This was simply a disgrace in his life!
Buzz -
This was the twenty - eighth time his phone had rung. It was Bo Yanhai calling.
This was the first time he had been so eager to find him since he was suspended from his managerial position in the company. It was as if he really cared about him.
Bo Siming answered coldly. "Grandpa."
"Do you still know I'm your grandpa?" Bo Yanhai roared in anger.
"Do you have something to say?"
"Tomorrow there's a cooperation meeting between Juanyi and Ahaorui. You and your younger brother must attend on time. Don't disgrace our Bo family!"
"Okay, I know." Bo Siming replied absent - mindedly.
"Also, your position will be restored after this cooperation meeting."
Bo Yanhai held the phone with a trembling hand, but his tone forced calmness. "Don't argue with your younger brother in the future. Brothers should support each other. The future of Bo's Group requires your joint efforts to last long."
But these words sounded different to his ears.
It was as if Bo Jingyu was better than him in every way.
"Okay."
He hung up the phone, and the sharpness in his eyes became even more intense.
Knock, knock, knock. The door was knocked.
"Come in."
"Master Bo, Miss Shen is on the phone."
The killer bowed and presented a new phone.
Suddenly, Bo Siming had an idea.
He hadn't fully exploited Shen Shiyu yet. Maybe using her as a pawn was a perfect choice.
"Hello?" he answered gently.
"Si Ming~ Please help me~"
The coquettish voice came from the other end, as artificial as it could be.