What happened to the anti-superstition campaign? The live studio is full of police officers

Bai Ningyu took the item handed to her by the manager, looked at the store manager, curled her lips and asked, "Do you think I'm trying to scare you? Do you think I don't have any so-called evidence at all?"

"What else? If you have evidence, why are you wasting time here? The clothes were originally soiled by you and your friend. Why are you making things difficult for me?" The store manager argued cunningly.

Bai Ningyu was not annoyed, but said calmly: "Okay, I hope you don't regret it."

After she finished speaking, she walked to the shopping bag, picked up the phone inside, and clicked on a video under everyone's curious gaze.

Needless to say, the content of the video was just the words of the store manager and the staff who were plotting to frame Bai Ningyu and the others. The sound and the picture were clearly displayed in front of everyone.

The manager's eyes lit up, and he finally understood why the boss was so confident that this beautiful girl could handle the problem on her own.

This kind of keen insight is probably not something that an ordinary girl can have. She must have noticed the manager's abnormality a long time ago, so she was more careful. The manager's eyes showed a little more approval.

Seeing this, Ma Ling gave Bai Ningyu a thumbs up. Xiaobai was really foresighted. He had discovered the manager's conspiracy long ago and was able to counter it. It was another day to like Xiaobai!

The store manager no longer had any excuse to quibble, and Mrs. Li felt that she had been deceived by a small store manager and had offended an important person. She was so angry that she slapped the store manager in the face.

The store manager's originally fair face swelled up instantly, and he fell to the ground due to the huge force.

Mrs. Li shook her numb palms and cursed angrily, "Well, you've become so capable now, but you don't even know who you are. You even dared to lie to me!"

The police officers also more or less knew Mrs. Li in front of them, and they only symbolically asked her not to take action, but they did not treat her like they controlled Yan Guihua.

The store manager, whose ears were ringing from the beating, immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, crying out to Mrs. Li and Bai Ningyu. His previous momentum was completely gone. "Miss Bai, Mrs. Li, this is all my fault. I shouldn't have done such a despicable thing. Please don't bother with me. I was wrong, I really was wrong."

Mrs. Li's anger was not so easy to calm down. She pointed at the store manager who was kneeling on the ground and cursed him. She blamed the store manager for offending Bai Ningyu.

Seeing that Mrs. Li did not attack again, the police ignored her and let her scold the store manager. After all, they had just seen the store manager's ugly face in the video. If it weren't for the cautious girl in front of them, she would have been unable to explain herself.

This kind of woman who deliberately wants to harm others not only deserves no sympathy, but also calls others poor and inferior. It is obvious that she has lost her own identity and thinks that she is just someone who buys clothes in a luxury store.

To put it bluntly, you are just an employee. Do you really think that if you stay in a high-end store for a long time, you will become as valuable as the clothes in the store?

Seeing that they were fine, Yan Guihua twisted her body and yelled at the police to let her go.

There was nothing to do with these two people in the first place, so the police naturally relaxed their control over Yan Guihua.

After regaining her freedom, Yan Guihua rubbed her shoulders that were pinched so hard that they hurt. She shamelessly walked over to Bai Ningyu, as if nothing had happened, and said in a commanding tone, "Compensate... Bai girl, hurry up and come home with me!"

"If I remember correctly, you kicked me out of the Bai family a long time ago. When I was in the hospital a few days ago, hanging by a thread, you were all thinking about the inheritance my parents left me. Where did I even have a home?"

Bai Ningyu's tone was flat and calm, and there was no expression on her face. However, even such a calm narration made Yan Guihua and Wang Meizhi feel a sense of panic in their hearts.

"You damn bitch, what nonsense are you talking about!" Yan Guihua immediately pinched her waist and cursed, as if she was afraid that Bai Ningyu would say something else.

"Aren't you fine now? Besides, you are just a girl, so why do you need any money? Your brother is the only son of our Bai family, so of course you have to give this money to him so that we can keep it!" Yan Guihua said it confidently, and didn't feel that she had done anything wrong.

The policemen all frowned at his domineering and self-righteous look.

Bai Ningyu listened to Yan Guihua's words and smiled softly, "If you have time to ask me for things that don't belong to you, you might as well go home early. I guess your precious grandson has been taken away by the police."

After all, the original owner has left, and the entanglement between the Bai family and her luck has almost dissipated. Without the original owner, the Bai family is like a building with broken steel bars, and it will collapse in an instant.

"You stupid girl, what nonsense are you talking about! Minghao is doing well at home and is about to get married, how can you say such things? You are such a dirty-hearted thing. I shouldn't have raised you for these two years!" When Wang Meizhi heard Bai Ningyu dare to say that to her son, she was no longer afraid and started cursing.

"Bah! You little bastard, when you were born I should have thrown you into the piss pot and drowned you, so that you wouldn't have to..."

Yan Guihua had just finished cursing when she heard her cell phone ringing. The loud lyrics of the most dazzling ethnic style song reached everyone's ears, and the huge sound made people's ears buzz.

Only then did Yan Guihua stop cursing and took out her cell phone from her bag.

After looking carefully, they saw that the call was from Bai Fushun. When Yan Guihua answered the phone, everyone felt that their ears were saved.

"Shun, what's the matter?"

Bai Fushun's anxious voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mom, when will you and Meizhi come back?"

When Yan Guihua heard this, her heart skipped a beat, and there was a hint of panic in her eyes. Even Wang Meizhi beside her was nervous. She snatched the phone and asked anxiously in a trembling voice, "Did something happen to Minghao?"

"Minghao? What could be wrong with him? He just went out with his friends and said he had a drinking party."

After hearing what Bai Fushun said, Yan Guihua and Wang Meizhi finally felt relieved.

When Wang Meizhi learned that her son was fine, she put the phone back into Yan Guihua's hands. Then she looked at Bai Ningyu with disgust, cursing her in her heart.

Yan Guihua took the phone and complained, "There's nothing wrong. Why are you so anxious? Are you anxious?"

"No, Mom, someone in the village called and told me that the roof of our old house is broken, so I just wanted to tell you."

"I don't think it's a big deal. If it's broken, you can go back and fix it. No one lives there anyway. Wait a few days and see if anyone wants to buy it. Then you can sell it. We won't go back to the village anymore." After saying that, Yan Guihua hung up the phone, ready to continue humiliating Bai Ningyu.

But at this moment, Wang Meizhi's phone rang again. She picked up the phone and saw an unfamiliar number.

"It's another harassing call. The anti-fraud software doesn't work even though I installed it." Wang Meizhi muttered and was about to hang up the phone.

Bai Ningyu said quietly, "This isn't a harassing call. It's from the police station. I advise you to answer it."

When Wang Meizhi heard Bai Ningyu talk about this again, although she was very annoyed and didn't quite believe what she said, she also became a little scared.

Yan Guihua snatched Wang Meizhi's phone and hung up. Then she angrily shouted at Bai Ningyu, "You little bitch, you're not done yet, are you?"

"The police's phone number is 110. Do you think I don't know that? The call just now was a landline number. How could it be from the police?" Yan Guihua said boastfully.