"A person came to us to buy clothes this morning, but something went wrong when he just put it on and before he went out."

In Zheng Hua's view, this is not a problem at all, but from the tone of the other party's speech, it can be heard that the matter is definitely not as simple as it said.

The manager continued,

"I don't know what's going on, but suddenly that person's body was covered with rashes, and he fell to the ground. He insisted on saying that there was something wrong with our company's clothes."

After Zheng Hua listened, he understood what was going on.

"This kind of person just wants money, give him the money, and send her away quickly, so as not to affect our business."

"No, that's not the case."

The manager explained,

"At first I thought about giving her money, but she didn't want it. She yelled in the middle of the mall and wanted to sue us, saying that the clothes we sold failed the inspection. But the most important thing is not this, but... "

"Then why don't you hurry up and get her away? Calling me is useless."

Zheng Hua reprimanded,

"Let me deal with this matter before I go back, otherwise, prepare to pack up and leave."

After hanging up, he slammed the phone down on the passenger seat. Suddenly, the car in front stopped abruptly, and he stepped on the brakes immediately, but he still rear-ended.

Zheng Hua slammed his fist on the steering wheel, stuck his head out of the window and cursed,

"Idiot you, how do you drive, brake suddenly on the road?"

A strong man got out of the car that was rear-ended, and this man was officially the owner of the game hall, Wu Yue.

Wu Yue was already annoyed, and was scolded by the organization for no reason. He was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger, and happened to run into Zheng Hua.

Zheng Hua relied on the fact that he was on the main road and there were so many people, the other party would never dare to make a move, so he also got out of the car and replied that he was not afraid of anything.

Wu Yue has a loud voice, he speaks like a loudspeaker,

"Little bastard, are you scolding me?"

"Why, it's okay to scold you?"

Zheng Hua stood in front of Wu Yue and lowered his head, but his momentum was still not lost.

Wu Yue immediately became bloodthirsty, he licked his lips, snapped his fingers,

"Damn it, anyone who dares to talk to me like that will report to Hades underground."

Zheng Hua was about to sneer, when suddenly a fist the size of a sandbag hit him, his eyes went dark, and he didn't know anything.

Wu Yue wiped the blood on his hands, and said disdainfully,

"It's really boring. It will fall when you touch it."

He looked up again,

"Hey, why is there a traffic jam?"

In the department store, dozens of reporters kept taking pictures of the short and fat manager. No matter how the latter tried to stop him, it was useless.

Standing aside was a luxuriously dressed middle-aged woman, who was still holding a cheongsam in her hand.

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes and an old man about 70 years old also stood in the crowd as if waiting for something.

The chubby manager kept wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, and he could explain a few words before.

But later, those reporters kept asking questions, and this middle-aged woman was persistent, so he didn't even dare to open his mouth.

"Mr. Zheng, why don't you come?"

"If you don't come again, the department store will be finished."

Manager Humpty Humpty was running around in a hurry, but he couldn't wait for Zheng Hua to come.

In the end, Zheng Yan came forward in person. He thought that if he came in his own capacity, even if something big happened, he would be able to suppress it.

But when he actually arrived at the department store, he realized that things were far from being as simple as he imagined.

After the Humpty Manager explained the whole story, Zheng Yan asked for a private talk, but he didn't expect that the woman didn't want peace talks at all and insisted on going to court to resolve it.

Zheng Yan has been in business for decades, and he has never met any kind of person, but the other party just refuses to accept it, which makes him very strenuous.

In the end, he simply waved his hand and asked the woman to report the crime.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he found the middle-aged man and the old man, and suddenly he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Mr. Zetian, you are here, I am sorry to welcome you."

Zheng Yan strode up to the old man, bowed respectfully, and said,

"It's not convenient here, please move to the reception room with me, so that I can show my friendship as a landlord."

The old man Zetian said with a displeased face,

"No need, I just came here this time to look around, and I heard from Xiaoyuan that Shencheng produced a batch of very exquisite ancient costumes. I wanted to open my eyes, but..."

Having said that, the old man shook his head in disappointment,

"I didn't expect such a scandal to happen in your shopping mall."

Zheng Yan hurriedly explained,

"Oh, Mr. Zetian may have misunderstood, that woman just wanted to blackmail me, that's why this kind of thing happened."

"Is it blackmail? Don't I know? In the words of you people from the Celestial Dynasty, do you think I'm old and blind?"

The old man shook his head, turned around and left, Zheng Yan wanted to continue to speak clearly, but was stopped by the middle-aged man,

"Mr. Zheng, the teacher is already angry, please don't disturb him anymore."

This middle-aged man is none other than Hefeng Monogatari, the owner of the sushi restaurant - Matsushita Hara.

Zheng Yan is still not reconciled,

"Mr. Matsushita, please give me a chance to explain clearly to Mr. Zetian. I was really wronged."

"I'm sorry, I can't let you do this. Of course I also believe that perhaps the teacher will not misunderstand you."

After Matsushita made a salute to him, he followed the old man.

Zheng Yan wanted to catch up, but was surrounded by a group of reporters.

"Mr. Zheng, what is your opinion on this incident?"

"Is it really blackmail? Or is there something wrong with your costume?"

"..."

Zheng Yan was so annoyed, he saw the old man and Matsushita walking away, but there was nothing he could do.

Finally, with the help of many security guards and the short and fat manager, Zheng Yancai was able to escape.

Zheng Hua woke up from the hospital.

He clutched his sore nose, shook his heavy head, and carefully recalled what happened before he fell into a coma.

When it was confirmed that it was the tall man who knocked him out, he immediately became angry and slammed his fist on the hospital bed,

"Damn it, no matter who you are, I will never let you go!"

At this time, Zheng Yan came.

Zheng Hua originally wanted to comfort the other party, saying that he was fine, but he didn't expect Zheng Yan to treat him indifferently as soon as he came in.

Immediately, his heart skipped a beat, and he secretly yelled that it was not good.

Because Zheng Yan never beat or scolded him or his younger brother since he was a child.

The worst time is when Zheng Yan is most angry.

Obviously, Zheng Yan is in that state at the moment.

"Dad, are you here?"

Zheng Hua asked cautiously,

"Did something happen?"

Zheng Yan said coldly,

"What have you been doing behind my back these days?"

"Nothing? I just followed your instructions and tried to take care of the department store. I didn't do anything else."

"How long do you want to lie to me?"

Zheng Yan's tone became more serious, he threw a rolled up newspaper into Zheng Hua's arms,

"Look at what you've done!"

Zheng Hua stretched it out inexplicably, and found that it was the issue of the newspaper that Du Yueming reported a week ago.

After reading it, he raised his head and asked inexplicably,

"Is there a problem?"

Zheng Yan said angrily,

"Don't you understand? You offended someone who shouldn't be offended!"

"Who is it?" "Sawada Haru!"

Chapter 144, that touch of tenderness

"Sawada Haru? Which Sawada Haru?"

Zheng Hua asked suspiciously.

Zheng Yan suppressed the anger in his heart and responded,

"Which one else can there be? It is the costume design master of the Japanese country, and he is also the only three world-renowned costume art connoisseurs in the world."

After hearing this, Second Monk Zheng Huazhang was puzzled,

"He's in Wa country, I've never been to that place recently, how could I offend him."

"I'm afraid this has something to do with you framing Du Yueming!"

Zheng Yan said slowly,

"Zawa Tianchun will never appear in the department store for no reason. His arrival, the sudden incident in the mall and the sudden appearance of so many reporters are not accidental."

"You mean..."

Zheng Hua sat up straight and pricked up his ears.

Zheng Yan continued,

"Some people want to treat others in their own way."

"Lin Yu?"

Zheng Hua bowed his body like losing his strength, he couldn't figure out how Lin Yu did it.

Not to mention a little Du Yueming, even the Hualong Group couldn't invite Ze Tianchun, because they didn't even care about him.

The reason why Zheng Yan knew Ze Tianchun was because he participated in a jade art exchange meeting a few years ago, so he was lucky enough to have a few words with him.

All are not acquainted.

"I don't care what you did before, just solve the matter for me as soon as possible, the sooner the better."

Zheng Yan said in a stern tone.

"But……"

Zheng Hua just wanted to refute, but was stopped by the other party,

"Don't tell me about your personal grievances, just remember that there are no permanent friends in this world, only permanent interests. The same goes for enemies!"

After Zheng Yan left, Zheng Hua hit hard on the hospital bed, his eyes were red, and he roared in a low voice,

"Lin Yu! Just wait for me!"

Ahh!

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