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Hidden Marriage: A Heaven-sent Billionaire Husband
Chapter 646 - She Had To Slap Their FacesChapter 646: She Had To Slap Their Faces
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Liao Xintong was also annoyed. “Look at what you’re saying. Not only are we not getting any discount this time, but we also have to make up the difference for the previous discounts we received? How can you do business like this? Are you bullying customers?”
In front of Su Huixian and Su Bei, she completely tossed away her dignity!
Mr. Qiao bowed slightly. “Of course, you don’t need to compensate for the previous discounts. The transactions were already done, and the one who made the mistake is our own staff. However, I’m very sorry this time. We really can’t give you a discount.”
Liao Xintong really wanted to bring up Lu Group and humiliate this man. Who was she? She was the aunt of the Lu family’s little master!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEven if she wasn’t married to Lu Heting, she was still associated with Lu Group! How could they bully her like this?!
However, she held herself back in the end. The little master’s background was really disgraceful. If the Lu family did not want to talk about it, the Liao family would not dare to!
One day, she would step out and slap all these people’s faces!
When Su Huixian saw this, she said sensibly, “Tongtong, forget it. This matter isn’t your fault. I’ll pay the original price.”
Of course, she felt the pinch. It was mainly because she had just given Liao Xintong a 200,000-yuan gift card. Now, there was no more discount and it was also impossible for Su Huixian to get back the card she gave Liao Xintong.
Su Huixian reluctantly paid the money and said, “Tongtong, let’s go.”
Liao Xintong was too ashamed to stay any longer. She could only follow her and quickly walk out!
Su Bei, on the other hand, had been reading her magazine without caring much about other things.
The shop assistant in charge was trembling with fear. He had given Liao Xintong a few large discounts previously, so did this mean he had to make up the difference?
Besides, he had done a lot more things than just giving discounts.
Mr. Qiao said to him, “This is an internal matter. When the time comes, there will naturally be arrangements. But from now on, you’ll be suspended. Other than being investigated, everything else has nothing to do with you.”
“Mr. Qiao, I know I was wrong…”
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMr. Qiao couldn’t be bothered to listen anymore and walked toward Su Bei.
“Miss, this is our shop’s new tea from this year.” Mr. Qiao walked forward and placed a bowl of good tea in front of her, replacing the cup of aged bitter tea that was filled with tea leaves that she had just received.
“Thank you.” Su Bei looked up and smiled gently.
Mr. Qiao hurriedly lowered his head. “If there’s anything you need me, please let me know.”
“Okay. Thanks a lot.” Su Bei laughed.
Mr. Qiao didn’t say anything more and retreated to the side. The current atmosphere was what a calligraphy shop was supposed to be like. A cup of tea with a faint fragrance lingered at the tip of Su Bei’s nose.
The young girl sat quietly on the old-fashioned pearwood chair, calmly flipping through the professional calligraphy magazine in her hands. Her gentle eyes made the entire shop return to its natural disposition.
Mr. Qiao couldn’t help but shake his head and smile. He didn’t expect that a woman dressed in such ordinary clothes would look like she was acting in a commercial just by sitting there. If she were to change into another set of clothes, she would look like a walking commercial.
After a while, the calligraphy piece that Su Bei wanted was done. Mr. Qiao took it from the professional who was responsible for framing calligraphy works. When he saw the words on it, he was slightly stunned. However, he did not say anything and handed it to Su Bei.
“This is the work you wanted.” Mr.. Qiao extended his hand and respectfully handed the item over.