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Lin Ting felt that this group of people did not come in to buy things, but rather came to cause trouble.

Her expression immediately became serious.

"That's not what I meant. What do you want to buy? Or what kind of ceramics do you want to hand-paint and customize? You can tell me and I will introduce it to you."

Huang Mao glanced around, and finally set his sights on Lin Ting.

"That's all you have in your store?"

Lin Ting patiently gave out a smile that was official but not polite: "That's basically it. If you need a customized model, you can send me a picture and I will hand-draw it for you."

"Okay, then you can hand-draw it for me."

"Then you scan the WeChat QR code on the table, and then send me the pictures that need to be customized. What I need to tell you in advance is that the hand-painted customized models in our store require three days of production. We will not accept them. Urgent order, and since it is a hand-painted model, no refunds or exchanges will be made unless there are quality issues.”

“Can everything be customized?”

"Yes."

Huang Mao nodded and smiled meaningfully.

He took out his phone, scanned the code, and sent the picture.

When Lin clicked on the picture, his expression changed instantly, and he glared at Huang Mao angrily: "Please get out!"

Huang Mao looked like a little ruffian, provoking: "Why can't you customize it? Didn't you just say that everything can be customized?"

"Please get out immediately, or I'll call the police!"

Upon seeing this, Lin Lang hurried over and asked about the situation: "Listen, what's wrong?"

Lin Ting handed the picture Huang Mao gave her to Lin Lang to see. It was a borderline picture of her face.

Lin Lang's eyes widened in shock.

He yelled at the group of people who came in to stir up trouble: "Get out of here!"

Seeing that they were angry, Huang Mao laughed wildly and yelled at the people on the side: "Look, you are still shy. Why didn't you feel shy when you were sleeping with my brother?"

"How much does it cost to sleep with you for one night? I think your store can only earn a few thousand yuan a day at most. I think you should close the door and wait for our brothers for one night. Isn't it faster to earn money than this?"

Lin Ting suppressed the anger in his heart.

"If you spread rumors again, I will call the police!"

As Lin Lang said this, he took out his cell phone to make a call, but Huang Mao immediately snatched the phone away.

"Want to call the police?"

Lin Ting couldn't bear it any longer, so she picked up the ceramics on the table and smashed them over.

"Get out of here!"

The ceramic that was thrown at him was dodged by Huang Mao.

Because Lin Ting's counterattack completely angered the group.

"You have such a bad temper? Brothers, smash this slut's shop today!"

Finished.

The group of people smashed all the ceramics on the display cabinets in the store.

"What are you doing?"

Lin Lang felt sorry for these ceramics and stepped forward to stop them, but was pushed to the ground.

Lin heard this and hurriedly went to help him. He put his hand on the broken porcelain and made a long cut.

"Sister, don't worry about it, let them smash it, they won't be able to escape."

Lin Ting helped Lin Lang aside.

She stood at the checkout counter and watched them smash it.

In a society governed by the rule of law, they will have to pay compensation no matter how much they damage.

She calmly took a screenshot of the message that person sent him, and then saved the store surveillance. The group of people had a lot of fun, and finally walked up to Lin Ting and warned her fiercely.

"If you dare to call the police, my brothers will kill you."

After saying that, he picked up the ceramic cup and smashed the computer screen at the cashier.

Lin Lang was trembling with fear, sobbing and holding her tightly.

Lin Ting looked calm.

His eyes were firm and unyielding, glaring at the group of people who came to stir up trouble.

After they left, Lin Lang asked her tremblingly: "Listen, what should we do now?"

Lin Ting didn't hesitate at all, took out her mobile phone and decisively called the police.

Lin Lang hurriedly stopped: "That person just threatened us not to call the police. What if we call the police and he takes revenge on us?"

"If we don't call the police, they will think that we are easy to bully and they will become more aggressive."

Lin Lang thought for a while and felt that what Lin heard was reasonable, so he didn't stop him.

Just looking at the smashed ceramics made me feel very distressed.

"Listen, your hand is hurt!"

"It's okay, little hurt."

Lin Lang hurriedly ran out and went to the pharmacy across the street to buy gauze and iodine, and helped Lin Ting treat the wound: "Listen, I feel like that group of people came here specifically to stir up trouble."

"Ah."

She could tell from the moment they walked in the door that the group was targeting her.

"Listen, have you offended anyone recently?"

Lin Ting recalled that the only person who liked to spread rumors about her through photos was Cao Junqiang.

She already knew something, but without evidence, she couldn't make a conclusion now.

In the police station.

Lin Ting and Lin Lang were recording a confession, and the group of people who vandalized her shop were caught and taken to the police station not long after.

"Did they smash it?"

The police asked Lin Ting to identify them. She glanced at the leader Huang Mao and counted the number of people.

No one who smashed her shop could escape.

After making sure that no one had slipped through the net, Lin Ting turned back to the police.

"It's them."

"Why did you smash up other people's stores?" the policeman asked Huang Mao angrily.

"She made the first move and hit me with something. I was just acting in self-defense..."

Huang Mao, who entered the police station, was still arrogant and lawless.

Lin Ting had long expected that these gangsters would beat them up and hand over the surveillance video footage they had copied in advance to the police.

"This contains all the surveillance footage of them entering the store to stir up trouble, as well as evidence of their malicious photos, infringement of my portrait rights, posting provocative pictures, and verbal humiliation of me. Police comrades, I hope you can make the decision for me. I We will pursue it to the end!”

The police looked at the evidence.

"The evidence of your smashing up the store is conclusive, and you are suspected of deliberately damaging property, which has constituted the crime of picking quarrels and provoking trouble. If the circumstances are serious, it will constitute the crime of picking quarrels and provoking trouble, and you can be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of not more than five years. You are now under administrative detention."

After hearing what the police said, Huang Mao's arrogance just now disappeared and he started to panic.

He hurriedly sent a message to Cao Junqiang.

"Brother, I'm at the police station. I've done what you asked me to do, but your ex-girlfriend is a thorn. Now the police have detained us. Come here quickly."

Cao Junqiang was sitting in the security booth in the villa area, crossing his legs leisurely. When he saw the news from Huang Mao on the screen, he jumped up from his chair.

He cursed secretly.

"This bitch actually called the police?"

He felt something was wrong and immediately deleted Huangmao's WeChat account.

If he confessed that he was the one who instructed them to destroy the store, wouldn't he suffer?

"Anyway, I have alibi, and I didn't participate in the smashing of the store."

Thinking of this, Cao Junqiang's hanging heart was relieved and he sat back on the chair again.

At this moment, a black limited edition Bugatti slowly drove to the gate of the community.

He stood up hurriedly, walked outside and bowed to the owners who came home.

"Welcome home."

He raised his head and looked at the luxury car, his eyes shining.

This Bugatti worth tens of millions, when can he get one and drive it?Even if you can't open it, it's good to go in and sit and touch it.

Through the car window, his eyes were attracted by the man sitting in the back seat.

Why is this man's profile similar to that pauper Qi Nian?

If it was really Qi Nian, how could he be sitting in this luxury car worth tens of millions and still be able to freely enter this wealthy area?