The dumb wife died with hatred, and she was not obedient after rebirth

Because of the discussions on the Internet, the number of customers coming to Lingji has increased unprecedentedly.

Some people come to see the former child stars with their childhood memories, while others want to see the mute lady who married into a wealthy family.

The store was so crowded that it could no longer operate normally.

Ling Zhao had no choice but to ask the clerk to hang up a sign saying the store was temporarily closed.

Even so, it took the clerk some time to get everyone out.

Ling Zhao hid in the VIP room on the second floor, listening to the noise downstairs gradually subside.

These people did not come here to order custom clothes, they just came to watch the fun and get traffic, but they drove away normal users with needs.

All staff gathered in the VIP room to discuss future response strategies.

Xiao Jia suggested: "Mrs. Huo, how about... we take all the orders home and discuss them in the work group. This kind of thing is just a passing fad. When it's over, we can go back to work in the store. What do you think?"

Xiao Yi disagreed: "I object. If we take work home, firstly, the working environment will not be as convenient as in the store. Secondly, the accessories and materials we use are expensive. If they exceed normal wear and tear, when we calculate the cost, will we be able to tell whether they are really worn out or sold privately?"

Some people also said that since the store opened, it has often closed for holidays, and the orders have been affected. In the past, there were many orders, and they could be digested slowly. But this time it seems to take longer. If they take everything home to do and the store is closed, what about future orders? The customers who have been accumulated with great difficulty will also be disappointed with Lingji and turn to other similar clothing customization stores.

"My suggestion is that Mrs. Huo should not come to the store for the time being. Those people come here just for Mrs. Huo. If they don't see her, they will find it boring and stop coming."

"But Mrs. Huo is the core figure of Lingji. The design draft is also designed by her according to the temperament, skin color and appearance characteristics of the customer. Mrs. Huo can't see the customer in person, so Lingji's design will have no characteristics."

Everyone was talking about it, and at this time Ling Zhao's cell phone suddenly rang.

Ling Zhao saw that it was Yu Yang’s call, so he went out to answer it and the meeting continued.

Yu Yang heard that Ling Ji was being harassed, but she had too much work to do and couldn't leave, so she asked her boyfriend to come and help.

"…If you have any requests, just tell him directly. He is already on his way to Lingji."

Ling Zhao looked down from the second floor and saw groups of people outside the store who refused to leave. They held their phones up to the Lingji sign and live streamed the show.

Huo Yixiu had said before that he wanted to install curtains, and luckily they were installed, blocking out all the malicious eyes that might be prying inside.

Ling Zhao frowned in disgust.

"Look, the little child star is upstairs." A cell phone was shooting upwards.

"What are you doing?" Yang Changhui came over jogging. Seeing the live-streaming bloggers filming Ling Zhao, he rushed forward and grabbed the bloggers' phones before he could catch his breath. "Stop filming, stop filming."

"Why can't I take a photo? Who are you?"

"I am..." Before Yang Changhui could finish his words, his glasses were knocked off by someone, and the other bloggers were filming him, "Grab the phone! The people sent by President Huo are grabbing the phone!"

"I'm not--" Yang Changhui didn't even have the chance to speak. He just listened to those people talking at once about grabbing traffic and almost thrusting their phones into Ling Zhao's face.

"It's not what it is. The Huo family is not overbearing, so they ruined other people's voices, right? It's also easy to snatch other people's mobile phones."

"Boss Huo dotes on Mrs. Huo. Does this mean he doesn't want Mrs. Huo to be in the spotlight?"

"That's right, Mr. Huo is rich. He opened a store to help his wife fulfill her career dream and let her have some fun. What does it matter if he closes the store? He's not short of money, and he's not like us bloggers who have to work hard under the sun... Hey, thank you for the tip, baby."

"My dears, if you like it, please give me a gift. I will continue to broadcast the daily life of a child star to you."

Yang Changhui grabbed this side and couldn't stop the other side. He was in a panic and could only put his hands on his hips and yell at the top of his voice: "This is the door of someone else's store. You are hindering their business and the business environment. Mrs. Huo can call the police!"

"Ah, look, the rich boss is going to suppress us! Babies, please give me some support. I don't have a rich husband, I only have you."

The other side of the road.

Qin Xie was in the car. Seeing so many people in front of Lingji's door, he opened the door and said, "Pidan, get in."

A round, fat black and white object rushed towards the crowd.

Someone was the first to notice it and turned around to look: "Ah! Panda?"

"Where did the panda on the street come from? Ah, it looks like a real panda!"

A dozen cell phones were taking photos of the black and white object, not even the Lingji plaque. Until the black and white object bit a man's trouser leg, the man screamed in fear: "No, it's not a panda, it's a dog!"

Pi Dan pulled the man's trouser leg and shook his head, making a humming sound.

Although it looks cute, it is a dog after all, and when it bares its teeth, people will subconsciously feel afraid.

"Where did the dog come from? Whose is it?" The man whose trouser leg was bitten was so scared that he shook his leg. The more scared he was, the tighter the dog bit him. The bloggers nearby saw this, but no one stepped forward to help. Instead, they took out their phones to capture the scene.

"Look, babies, the panda dog is biting someone. Whose dog is this? It's not on a leash and doesn't even have a muzzle."

Qin Xie appeared in a handsome suit.

The little guy has the signature afro, is still chubby, and wears small sunglasses. At first glance, he looks like the silly son of a landlord.

"Sorry, my dog ​​Pi Dan was so excited to see so many people, so he ran over to play with you. Are you scared?" he asked a blogger.

The blogger saw such a cute fat kid and grinned: "Don't be afraid, a panda dog is so rare. Where did you buy it, kid?"

Qin Xie ignored the blogger and asked the one whose trouser leg was bitten: "Are you scared?"

"Of course I'm scared. It's biting me... Hey, get your dog away!"

Qin Xie snorted: "You guys are quarreling in front of someone's store, just like dogs seeing meat bones. Why didn't you think about whether the young lady was scared?"

"Hey, kid, your dog bit someone and you think you're right? I'm going to beat this dirty dog ​​to death!" The man got angry and raised the tripod to smash it on the dog's head.

"Uncle police, someone here wants to kill my dog!" the little guy suddenly shouted at the top of his voice.

The man paused, looked up, and saw a policeman getting out of the police car.

"Comrade police officer, it was his dog that bit me first."

"They were the ones who gathered here to cause trouble. My dog ​​was fine because I was holding it on a leash. Pi Dan ran over when he saw them. I think Pi Dan was protecting the people here."

Qin Xie pointed at the store and said, "Look, they closed the store out of fear."

Rows of comments flashed across the bloggers’ phone screens.

It is true that the dog bit the other person's trouser leg, and it is also true that the man raised the tripod to beat the dog to death.

It is even more true that a group of people gathered at the store entrance, hindering the store's business.

The police comrade waved his hand and said, "Okay, take everyone to the police station for a talk."