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Several rows of comments quickly flashed across the live broadcast room.

[Since Jin Mengyu said so, it is clear that this girl is selling fake goods. ]

[I told you, there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world, don’t be too greedy.]

[But Jin Mengyu just took a few glances and concluded that it was a fake? ]

[She is the wife of a top-class rich family. She may wear more brand-name clothes in a month than you who have lived in poverty all your life. What’s wrong with knowing that it’s fake after just a few glances? ]

[I say you guys should stop flattering me. Even senior appraisers don't dare to make conclusions after just a few glances. Does Jin Mengyu have a sharp eye? ]

Shen Wu said calmly: "No matter whether what I sell is fake or not, it is a fact that you have stained my clothes. Since you have no sincerity in apologizing, you have to pay some other price, such as compensation.

Since you keep saying that I sell fake goods, whoever questions it must provide evidence. Where is your evidence? If you have no evidence and just keep saying it, can I sue you for defamation?

Also, you standing here is affecting the feng shui of my stall, could you please move away?"

Jin Mengyu was speechless. She hadn't even taken a good look at it and had no idea whether what Shen Wu was selling was fake or not.

But she couldn't afford to slap herself in the face after she had said it, so she bit her tongue and said, "I have worn all kinds of famous brands. Do I need any evidence? I can tell at a glance that all the clothes you sell are fake!"

Shen Wu gave Jin Mengyu a meaningful look and said, "It seems that you are going to make trouble. Since you are unwilling to apologize and do not want to compensate, I have no choice but to call the police to deal with it."

As she spoke, she took out a cell phone from her pocket.

The corners of Jin Mengyu's mouth twitched slightly. Shen Wu must be a caveman. It's such a different era, and he's still using this antique phone.

I saw her finger already on the key and pressed "1".

Jin Mengyu panicked instantly, snatched the phone from her hand, and cursed: "You have to call the police for such a small matter, aren't you ashamed? It's just a tattered piece of clothing, can't I buy it?"

Shen Wu held out a hand to Jin Mengyu: "99.9, only cash is accepted."

Jin Mengyu took out five hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and threw them into Shen Wu's hand. He said unhappily, "The extra money is a reward for you. No need to give me the change!"

Shen Wu took the money and handed the clothes on his arm to Jin Mengyu: "The payment and goods are settled. If Mrs. Fu has nothing to do, please leave immediately and don't affect my business."

Jin Mengyu took the clothes and immediately threw them on the ground. She jumped on the shirt in her high heels, making a clattering sound.

He did not forget to raise his head and challenge Shen Wu: "It's just a knockoff. It's mine now. I can step on it however I want. You have no right to stop me!"

Shen Wu: “…”

[Boss: You are quite polite.]

[Why do I suddenly think Jin Mengyu is a little cute? 】

[You are really hungry, how can this be cute? You are just stupid! You didn’t complete the anti-counterfeiting task, and your boss cheated you out of 500 yuan. You are really stupid and rich! ]

Wang Jie was completely disheartened, and he would never take on any variety show just to make money again.

For someone like Jin Mengyu, even if the Fu Group or the superstar came, he couldn’t make him popular.

She can now forget about her dream of becoming a big star in the entertainment industry.

Shen Wu sat back in the chair. Since Jin Mengyu had already given the money, it had nothing to do with her no matter how the shirt was ruined.

Jin Mengyu vented for a long time, but Shen Wu didn't give any response.

She felt it was boring and kicked off the shirt under her feet: "I've let it go that I stained your clothes, but what about you selling fake goods?"

Shen Wu didn't want to pay any attention to Jin Mengyu.

But she felt that this person was not very smart, so out of care for the mentally retarded, she kindly asked him: "How can you be so sure that what I sell is fake?"

Jin Mengyu said confidently: "If it's not fake, why are you selling it so cheaply? Would that stingy guy named Gu allow you to sell a whole truckload of expensive clothes at such a low price?"

Hearing Jin Mengyu scolding Gu Chenyan sincerely, Shen Wu became more patient with her. Holding his chin, he said lazily, "These clothes have been worn once by the dog at home. They are no longer valuable."

"What?!" Jin Mengyu's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it, "Your dog is dressed better than you!"

[I am suffering from stupidity. Does Jin Mengyu really not understand or is he pretending not to understand? The boss is obviously scolding me, not talking about the dog.]

[Sorry, I didn’t understand either. If it weren’t for the explanation above, I would have believed that these clothes were for dogs.]

[But selling it at a low price after only wearing it once is too much of a waste? Who is this beautiful boss? Why haven’t my online secretaries figured it out yet? ]

Just then, a voice came from far away.

"Mrs. Gu, are you sending Mr. Gu's clothes here for dry cleaning?" A young girl in professional attire ran to the van.

Zhao Jingjing saw Shen Wu from a distance.

Their laundry shop is specifically for high-end customers, and other customers' dry-cleaned clothes are delivered by their housekeepers.

This was the first time she had met a lady like Shen Wu who personally delivered dry-cleaned clothes. After a few interactions, she became familiar with Shen Wu.

Shen Wu quickly searched his memory and quickly identified the person in front of him. He said, "No, I'm here to sell clothes today."

Zhao Jingjing was surprised. After glancing at the sign on the ground, she looked up at the cart full of clothes and asked in astonishment, "Are all these clothes for sale? And only 99.9?"

"That's right." Shen Wu nodded slightly.

Zhao Jingjing held her chin with her hand and lifted it up, then she managed to close her mouth.

What a loser, what a loser...

Seeing the white shirt thrown on the ground and in a mess, she bent down to pick it up.

After seeing the collar tag clearly, he covered his face in anguish and said, "Mrs. Gu, you just threw away a 20,000 yuan LV silk white shirt? If you don't want it, give it to me! I don't mind if it's second-hand clothing!"

Hearing this, Jin Mengyu stayed where she was. Did that stingy guy Gu Chenyan know about this?

Even if her husband dotes on her so much, he would never allow her to sell his favorite clothes on the street.

The live broadcast room, which originally had only a few thousand viewers, was suddenly flooded with dense barrages of comments.

[This sister is really serious?! A 99.9 yuan dress is sold for only ? Am I crazy or is she insane? ]

[Someone please tell me that what this girl is selling is not genuine, otherwise I can't stand such a big deal. Last time I saw an LV shirt on a certain fish website that originally cost more than 99.9 yuan, and it was sold for more than yuan second-hand. This girl's clothes, which originally cost yuan, are only sold for yuan second-hand. She is really doing a good deed.]