Black-bellied Emperor Shao: Ex-wife is not allowed to escape

Song Weiwei looked at Xu Jiahui steadfastly, there was no emotion in those cold eyes, which made Xu Jiahui panic.

In the past, she didn't like Master Mu Yi, a closed disciple. She still remembered that when she first met Song Weiwei, she had just registered in Mu Yi's studio.

At that time, Song Weiwei, who came to the studio to learn sculpture from Master Mu Yi, must have just woken up from a vegetative state, and she was always in a wheelchair when she came.

Every time she came, she followed the bodyguard and nanny, and when she went upstairs, she didn't let the bodyguard carry her up the stairs, and insisted on walking up by herself.

That day, she took an order and happily sent the customer out, just in time to see her get off the wheelchair and go upstairs with the handrail of the stairs.

The bodyguard and nanny followed her nervously, and the nanny kept persuading her not to be brave, she was very stubborn, even if a few steps were difficult for her, she would go up by herself.

She led the client past her and smelled the smell of heavy medicine on her body. She frowned and muttered in a low voice, "What does it smell like? It stinks."

Her voice was very low, but Song Weiwei, who was holding the stairs, heard her. Her body seemed to be frozen, and her whole body froze in place.

When she sent the client back, she was still stuck on the stairs. She walked up the stairs a few steps, and when she passed her, she subconsciously glanced at her.

But this one looked into her eyes, her eyes were icy, as if wrapped in ice for thousands of years, it made her heart feel cold.

Later, she never saw Song Weiwei in Muyi's studio again, but she heard that Master Muyi would go to Song's house to give her lectures every day, and he cared about this closed disciple.

It was only later that she found out that she was the adopted daughter of the Song family. The Song family not only adopted her, but also gave her the most profitable companies and shops, and tried their best to treat her well.

Until now, she couldn't figure out whether the Song family had too much money, adopted a foster daughter, and even lifted the foster daughter to the sky. Why didn't such good luck land on her?

"Why did Senior Sister Xu tell me this?"

Xu Jiahui came back to her senses, "Master Muyi took care of me a lot in the past. At the time when the studio was on the verge of closing down, I didn't persevere until the end. I always felt sorry for Master Muyi's care for me. Now that the studio is booming again, I Very pleased."

Song Weiwei smiled faintly.

Seeing the smile on her face, Xu Jiahui gritted her teeth, feeling that she was being ridiculed, she said: "It won't help to say these things after the fact, so I heard that they were discussing to deal with you, so I hurried to inform you Yes. Junior Sister Song, you know that the audience in the carving industry is very small, and when you become famous, customers will come to you, and other people will not get a piece of the pie, so they will naturally resent you."

No matter how famous Master Mu Yi was back then, he did not make other sculptors have nowhere to go as he is now.

Song Weiwei said: "Senior sister Xu, you mean to blame me for being too famous?"

Xu Jiahui hurriedly said: "No, that's not what I mean, Junior Sister Song, no matter what line of work you do, you must understand the doctrine of the golden mean. If you are too popular, you will naturally hinder other people's way. I'm just here to let you know There is a precaution, if you think I am too busy, just pretend that I didn't say anything."

Song Weiwei lowered her eyes to hide the coldness that flashed in her eyes, "Thank you, but I believe that anyone with ulterior motives will retaliate with evil force. Don't you think that's the case with my Senior Brother Zhou?"

Xu Jiahui felt terrified when she saw her, and felt even more flustered when she read her words carefully. She had heard about Zhou Lijiang being pushed downstairs by his wife's love and turned into a vegetable. Could it be that Song Weiwei was behind the scenes?
Think carefully!

Xu Jiahui was terrified by her series of associations, and suddenly heard Song Weiwei calling her, "Senior sister Xu, what's wrong with you?"

Xu Jiahui came back to her senses, picked up the coffee cup in front of her and wanted to take a sip of coffee to calm her shock, but she used too much force, and the coffee spilled all over her body.

Fortunately, the air conditioner was turned on in the coffee shop and the coffee was not hot, but in order to meet Song Weiwei today and not be compared to her, she went to the counter of C's to pick out a suit.

But now that the coffee is spilled on it, how can she return it?

Thinking of this, she quickly took out a paper towel to wipe off the coffee on her body, but the light-colored fabric had absorbed all the coffee stains, her face changed drastically, and she got up in a hurry, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Song Weiwei nodded, seeing Xu Jiahui hastily entered the bathroom, she took a sip of the boiled water in front of her, and turned her head to look out the window.

After a while, Xu Jiahui came back. The coffee stains on her clothes had obviously been dealt with, and there were still light marks. She said, "Junior Sister Song, I have something to do and I'll be leaving first."

Song Weiwei watched her leave in a hurry with her bag, she put down her glass and beckoned the waiter to pay.

Back in the car, Jing Xiaoshan looked up at the rearview mirror, "Song Song, are you going to the studio?"

"Well, Brother Xiaoshan, help me check the recent movements of Lin Yu and Xu Jiahui." Xu Jiahui came to remind her specially, probably because she wanted to sell her a favor.

However, there is nothing to be courteous, adultery or stealing, she doesn't believe that Xu Jiahui is purely kind, maybe she came up with bad ideas while trying to curry favor with her.

Such talents are even more terrifying.

Jing Xiaoshan nodded, "Okay, what were you talking about just now?"

"She said that I was targeted by my peers, so let me be careful," Song Weiwei couldn't help laughing, "When Master passed away suddenly and handed Muyi Studio into my hands, everyone didn't think highly of me and thought I was supportive. In less than half a year, the studio will be closed, and in less than five months, Mu Yi's studio has come back to life, and within a short period of time, it has become an existence that makes them fearful."

Jing Xiaoshan didn't know how to persuade her, he just said: "Song Song, don't take what other people think of you, they are all irrelevant people."

Song Weiwei smiled.

Yes, they are all irrelevant people. What is she angry with these people?
"Sometimes, even insignificant people can bother you and make you feel bad." After finishing speaking, Song Weiwei took a long breath, trying to exhale all the unhappiness that was stuck in her heart.

"Don't think about it, in my heart, Song Song is the most powerful." Jing Xiaoshan coaxed her.

Song Weiwei didn't say any more, some words were hypocritical, she did not rely on the praise of others to get to where she is today, but she came step by step and worked hard.

She lowered her head and stroked the calluses between her fingertips, which were sharpened by holding a carving knife.

She was in a daze when her cell phone rang. She glanced at the caller ID and saw that it was a call from the counter landline. She connected, "Mr. Song, I'm sorry, something happened at the counter and we can't deal with it. I hope you can come to see me for a while." trip."

Song Weiwei hung up the phone and said to Jing Xiaoshan, "Go to the counter first."

The counter was nearby. Five minutes later, the car parked outside the shopping mall. Song Weiwei opened the door and got out of the car. Jing Xiaoshan said, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Song Weiwei shook her head, "It shouldn't be a big deal, there are security guards at the counter, just wait for me in the car."

After finishing speaking, she strode towards the counter. As soon as she arrived at the door, she heard a familiar voice, arguing with the counter lady, "You sold me the defective products as good ones, and shamed me. Now I want to return the goods. Otherwise, I will file a complaint with the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.”

The cabinet lady kept her voice quiet and tried to reason with her, "Ma'am, there is nothing wrong with the clothes. We didn't get the coffee stains on them. Just now, you checked them again and again before you took them away. You are just touching the porcelain."

"You said that I can't afford clothes that cost tens of thousands of dollars. I need Pengci, or I'll call your supervisor, or we'll go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to reason." Xu Jiahui said loudly, It's like whoever has the loudest voice will take advantage.

How dare the cabinet sister go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, and then let the reporter write a random article to discredit the counter, and President Song will not be able to fire them.

Xu Jiahui's best way to deal with clients in these years is to observe their words and demeanor. She didn't get any benefits from Song Weiwei in the morning because she couldn't see through her.

Now she can see these cabinet sisters clearly, as long as she is confident, they will be afraid.

The cabinet lady who received her in the morning was so angry that her eyes were red, "Why are you being unreasonable? You checked the clothes over and over again, but you didn't even find a thread. If there are such obvious coffee stains, how could you not see them?"

"Maybe you used something, you couldn't see it at the time, but it showed up when you wore it. Anyway, don't try to take me for a ride. If you don't return, I will call my friends in the media and ask them to report. " After Xu Jiahui finished speaking, she was satisfied to see the face of the cabinet sister in front of her turn pale.

What big brands are most afraid of, she knows very well in her heart, as long as she grasps this point, let alone these coffee stains, even ink, they have to return it to her.

She was triumphantly waiting for the cabinet lady to give in, when a cold voice suddenly came from behind, "Oh? Which media friend, you can call to try it."

Xu Jiahui seemed to be struck by lightning, she turned her head suddenly, and saw Song Weiyi walking in unhurriedly, seeing her expression, she didn't know how long she had been listening there.

Xu Jiahui hesitated for a few seconds, "Junior Sister Song, why are you here?"

Song Weiwei slowly walked in front of her. She was wearing flat shoes, but these few steps were taken in a domineering manner, as if every step was stepping on Xu Jiahui's nerves, giving her a strong sense of oppression.

"Didn't Ms. Xu want to call friends from the media?" Her tone was completely cold, and she was not at all polite to her in the coffee shop.

Xu Jiahui was stunned for a few seconds, and soon came to her senses. She neither wanted to lose her reputation in front of Song Weiwei, nor did she want to miss the opportunity to return the product.

God knows that ever since she left Muyi's studio, she has been unlucky one after another. Not only did she not receive it, the house in her hometown collapsed, her parents asked her for money to repair the house, and all her savings were sent back to repair the house.

She glanced at the cabinet sister next to her, pulled Song Weiwei a few steps to the side, and said in a low voice, "Junior Sister Song, please don't expose me, I must return this dress."

"Oh?"

Xu Jiahui gritted her teeth, intending to move people with affection, "Just now I received a call from my mother, saying that my father was sick and hospitalized, and urgently needed money. These clothes cost tens of thousands, and my father can receive good treatment. You shouldn’t buy it impulsively. In this way, if you pretend not to know, I’ll give you 2 yuan later, please.”

Song Weiwei squinted her eyes and looked at her. She didn't really believe Xu Jiahui's words. More importantly, "Senior sister Xu probably doesn't know that I am the person in charge of this counter."

Xu Jiahui's complexion changed drastically, just now she was pulling Song Weiwei affectionately, but now she avoided it like a snake, her face turned blue and white, "You, what are you talking about?"

"Come here, pack the clothes for Senior Sister Xu and see off the guests." Song Weiwei said coldly.

Xu Jiahui was so trembling that she couldn't utter a complete sentence. She stared blankly at Song Weiwei. She had no expression on her face, but she just felt that she must be laughing at her.

Like in the coffee shop just now, she clearly planned to surrender to her, but in the end she didn't even bother.

Now she understands why she didn't like Song Weiyi from the very beginning, because she obviously came from the same background as her, but she got shit luck, not only the Song family loved her and doted on her, even Master Mu Yi treated her like hell Jewels are like jewels.

Why?
Why is she so lucky?
She didn't even dare to remove the label when she bought a piece of clothing, because if it was removed, it would not be refundable, but Song Weiyi, she is the owner of this counter.

Women all over the world want to buy a bag from the C family, and think that owning this bag is a status symbol, but Song Weiwei owns the entire counter without any effort.

The goods in the counter she wants whichever one she wants, without spending money, let alone queuing up to order, but why should she?
At this moment, Xu Jiahui's dissatisfaction and hatred towards Song Weiwei reached unprecedented heights. Seeing her looking at her expressionlessly, she felt as if she had been slapped twice, her cheeks were burning hot.

The cabinet sister had already rewrapped the clothes and handed them to her. She gritted her teeth, grabbed the paper bag and rushed out the door.

Song Weiwei looked at her stumbling back, pursed her red lips, and the cabinet sister looked at her cautiously, "President Song, we really didn't know you knew her."

Song Weiwei said indifferently: "If you know that I know her, what will happen, and admit this dumb fault?"

The cabinet sister looked at each other for a while, not daring to speak anymore.

Song Weiwei closed her eyes, trying to calm down her tone, "Do you know what brand effect is? The C family has a history of [-] years, and the reason why it has become a top luxury product is because their quality requirements are higher than other brands. Today you have accepted this dumb loss, which is to discredit the brand image, it seems that you need to re-learn the brand story."

When the store manager heard this, he said in shame: "Mr. Song, I will supervise everyone to re-learn the brand story. What happened today was our negligence for a while, and it will not happen in the future."

Song Weiwei glanced at everyone's trembling expressions, and she said: "Today's incident sounded a wake-up call for us. In the future, we will check and inspect the goods received, and return the unqualified ones to the headquarters immediately. If you let me know who sells the defective products If you go out, pack up and leave by yourself."

"Yes!"

After solving this matter, Song Weiwei returned to the car, rubbing the center of her brows, remembering the way Xu Jiahui looked at her before leaving.

She and Xu Jiahui's relationship was finally settled.

She opened her eyes and looked at Jing Xiaoshan, "Brother Xiaoshan, find someone to help me keep an eye on Xu Jiahui, today's business is endless."