I started a senior citizen university after being unemployed, and I became the favorite of my uncles

"I'm the boss here," Jing Xinran, the owner of the Intangible Cultural Heritage Experience Center, lifted the curtain and walked out.

She is very thin and speaks softly: "If you have any questions, sit down and talk. Don't scare the customers in the store."

"Your paint fans are poisonous and my wife has been hospitalized. You have to pay me two hundred thousand now and then close the store, or I will smash it down." The scarred man raised his hand and was about to hit Jing Xinran.

Lin Qinglan saw that the teacher of the special course she had been looking for for a long time was right in front of her, and she couldn't let her get hurt.

Just as he was about to find a suitable weapon to help, he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Jing Xinran nimbly dodge and retreat to a safe position.

Jing Xinran handled the matter in a clear and organized manner. She accurately pointed out the key point that the other party had been avoiding: "You said that your wife felt unwell after working on the lacquer fan in our store. Then can you provide us with the consumption records or your wife's payment account so that we can verify it."

"I don't have that kind of stuff. Anyway, she spent some money from you. She felt dizzy and nauseous after returning home. She is now in the hospital for emergency treatment."

"You must take responsibility and compensate us for our medical expenses and mental damage. Otherwise, you can forget about opening your store."

The scarred man didn't show any intention of negotiating a deal.

Lin Qinglan observed and found that the other party brought five people with them, and they didn't look like relatives. The scarred man mentioned that his wife was in the hospital, and there was no expression on his face, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

The other party's purpose was very clear, which was to get money or to make Jing Xinran close the store.

Jing Xinran still maintained her good manners and discussed with the other party in a friendly manner: "As long as you provide relevant records and let us confirm that the problem occurred in our store, we will definitely take responsibility."

"The lacquer fans in our store are all made of natural lacquer extracted from lacquer trees, and there are identification certificates to prove that they are non-toxic and harmless."

Jing Xinran signaled to the shop's chefs to take the frightened customer to the inner room, while she continued to deal with the scarred man: "Based on what you just said, I think your wife inhaled harmful substances from the inferior cashew paint."

"We don't use cashew paint in our store. I think you must have misunderstood."

The scarred man didn't listen to Jing Xinran's explanation. He saw that all the customers in the store had been evacuated, so he waved to his younger brothers behind him to start smashing things, shouting as he smashed things: "The black-hearted boss is trying to kill people for money!"

"If you are still shopping in this store, run away."

There was a buzz of discussion among the customers.

"I just made a lacquer fan, too. I won't get poisoned, will I?"

"I just thought the boss was a good person, but it turns out he is using the name of intangible cultural heritage to make money and kill people."

"Call the police. I'm just here for tourism. I don't want to lose my life here."

One after another, customers tried to rush out despite the shop owner's obstruction, but were stopped by the scar-faced man's younger brother.

"Those who have cell phones, record the video quickly and expose this black-hearted boss." Scarface ordered again.

After being slandered several times, Lin Qinglan also realized that something was wrong.

More and more people gathered at the door hearing the noise.

Scarface kept looking outside, as if looking for someone.

The next second, Scarface received the order and suddenly jumped up, raising his fist and hitting Jing Xinran.

Lin Qinglan's breathing stagnated, and she pushed through the crowd and shouted to the boss, "Be careful!"

Before she could finish her words, a figure fell heavily to the ground, knocking off the picture frame hanging on the wall and scattering glass everywhere.

Scarface lay on the ground in shock.

He had just been thrown over the shoulder by a powerless little girl.

He was too embarrassed to save face, so he stood up and punched hard.

Lin Qinglan, who didn't see Jing Xinran's actions clearly just now, was shocked.

Jing Xinran was not inferior to the scarred man at all. The scarred man was slightly at a disadvantage and after a few moves he was knocked to the ground, motionless.

Lin Qinglan observed using the method taught by retired soldier Uncle Liao and found that Jing Xinran's lower body was very stable and his movements were very crisp, showing that he was a well-trained person.

Although she was wearing an ankle-length cheongsam, her hand movements were not slow at all, and she looked quite elegant if you looked closely.

The cheongsam beauty turned out to be a martial arts master. The strong contrast stunned everyone.

The younger brothers behind the scarred man didn't dare to step forward.

Lin Qinglan seized the opportunity and rushed out, accurately catching the short man who was giving instructions to Scarface in the crowd. He had a hunch that this was the manipulator behind the scenes.

The man tried to break free and escape, but was stopped by the crowd.

"Don't let him get away, there's something wrong with him!"

After hearing Lin Qinglan's words, some enthusiastic people around gave the short man a push.

He just happened to trip over the threshold and kowtowed to Scarface.

"Boss Feng, your business is not doing well so you find someone to slander me. What a low-level business warfare tactic." Jing Xinran recognized the short man on the ground.

"Bitch, it's all your fault that you've monopolized the entire street." Feng Liang cursed.

His shop is next to Jing Xinran's, and he specializes in lacquer fans. However, because you can smell the paint from the door from afar, few people go there.

Lin Qinglan also smelled it before entering Jing Xinran's store.

Xiao De also reminded her that the formaldehyde content in the air exceeded the standard.

When I entered Jing Xinran’s store, I found that the lacquer fans here did not have any strange smell, but the colors were not bright enough.

She specifically asked the chef who was teaching her how to make it, and only then did she find out that the smell was from cashew lacquer.

The master also complained to her: "Cashew paint is cheap and bright in color. Many people even brought fans bought from neighbors to criticize our fans for not being bright enough."

"I told them that there was something wrong with the fans next door, but they didn't believe me and suspected that we wanted to charge more money."

"There are many people using cashew paint on this street. It's useless to persuade them."

"It is really unethical to use toxic raw materials to save costs."

When Lin Qinglan first heard Scarface describe the symptoms, she thought of cashew paint and guessed that his intention was to throw dirty water and drive away customers from the store.

She was careful and caught Feng Liang who was mixed in the crowd.

Then he called the police very skillfully.

The troublemakers and Feng Liang were taken away, and Jing Xinran followed them to the police station to take a statement.

"After all the work, I still can't see the boss today." Lin Qinglan sighed and was about to leave.

Jing Xinran called her: "Thank you, thanks to you for discovering Feng Liang."

"Just call me Xiao Jing. I heard you wanted to see me, but something happened today and I couldn't entertain you properly." Jing Xinran looked at her expectantly: "I'll give you my contact information. Be sure to contact me. I'll be waiting for you."

After saying that, he gently hugged Lin Qinglan and said, "Thanks to you today, you are my great benefactor."

"My benefactor, you must never forget me."