I'm busking on the streets with my kid, and my domineering CEO is helping me break into the mus

Seeing her serious expression, Zhang Cuicui subconsciously picked up the package and glanced at it, her heart skipping a beat.

"Holy crap, is this toy leather made of gold? It's so expensive!"

Zhang Cuicui was feeling uneasy when she suddenly thought of her younger brother.

"Yes, my brother is the security manager here."

"No matter how powerful they are, they still have to give the security team some face."

Zhang Cuicui, no longer flustered, said fiercely:

"You...you're not going to try and fool me with these overpriced toys!"

“My brother is the security manager! You’d better wait until I get him to give you a talking-to.”

"Aunt Qianqian, what happened?"

The argument downstairs attracted the attention of people upstairs. Yang Zhiyao, holding her phone which was live-streaming, went downstairs to inquire about the situation.

Seeing that the annoying woman was still lingering, he couldn't help but frown.

When the young boss asked, Xu Xiaoqian chose to report first.

"Boss, these two customers have opened the toy packaging without permission and are refusing to pay."

"Hey? I never said I wouldn't pay. Your stuff is way too expensive; you're obviously trying to scam me."

Seeing this, Zhang Cuicui began to make excuses for herself.

Upon hearing this, everyone's attention immediately focused on the two toys in Gu Chenchen's hands.

The viewers in the live chat were also outraged to see the mischievous kid destroying the figurines like that.

Holy crap, is this even human?!

[If you had paid for it, I wouldn't have said anything. But you didn't pay, so why are you ruining the toy?]

[Isn't this going too far? Is this a case of someone trying to scam another person and then turning around and accusing them?]

Yang Zhiyao surveyed the situation and immediately noticed the other party's evasiveness, so she asked sharply:

"If it's expensive, you can choose not to buy it, but why open the packaging?"

"When you go to the supermarket, do you open the package first to take a look, and then not buy it if you think it's too expensive?"

Zhang Cuicui was taken aback, and after learning everything, she also felt that what she had done was a little lacking.

But she still showed no sign of backing down.

After all, two toys cost more than ten thousand yuan, which is simply unacceptable to her.

"Can food and toys be the same?"

"This...this toy is back in the box, who can tell it's been opened?"

Xu Xiaoqian rolled her eyes so hard they almost flew off the horizon. She took a deep breath and impatiently emphasized:

"Madam, please don't treat our customers like fools!"

“Each package has an anti-tamper mark. Once the toy packaging is damaged, even if it looks perfect, we and the customer will notice!”

At this moment, Yang Zhiyao's phone was filled with curses.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to make a phone call."

Zhang Cuicui was in a bad mood; she had no room for further explanation and could only ask her younger brother for help.

Yang Zhiyao felt that the situation was out of her control, so she asked Gao Xiaolan to seek help from her mother.

...

The elegant and refined Qingfeng Pavilion exudes a classic charm.

Three people sat upright in the semi-open-air tea room.

There were two men and one woman, one of whom was Yang Xue.

The whole story begins last night.

After Zhuang Siyu, the secretary, paid Yang Xue an initial payment of 200 million yuan, she made some additional explanations.

It is said that Liao Qingsong and Liao Chen'an, father and son, wanted to meet with each other for the purpose of "cooperation".

Yang Xue had heard of these two people before.

One is a nationally renowned composer of traditional Chinese music, a third-generation member of the "Red Army" with impeccable revolutionary credentials, and a leading cadre in the national arts.

The other is a popular young actor active in the entertainment industry, a triple threat star in music, film, and variety shows.

Previously, Mr. Liao had made some comments about Yang Xue, and Yang Xue received a lot of positive reviews.

Liao Qingsong can be considered a benefactor to Yang Xue.

Considering that he still had some public service tasks to do, and that Mr. Liao's collaboration might be an opportunity, he did not refuse.

Since it was Liao Qingsong who was meeting Yang Xue, Liao Chen'an naturally had to sit respectfully in the lower seat and serve tea to the two of them.

In her previous life, Yang Xue was a formal music student and had a good understanding of revolutionary songs, patriotic songs, and symphonic military music, which suited the old man's temperament very well.

Liao Qingsong is nearly 70 years old. Because he is busy with work, he had his son late in life, so he dotes on his younger generation.

At first glance, he looked like an ordinary, skinny old man.

He was wearing a white Chinese-style gown, with half-white and half-gray hair, dark skin, and a face that looked older than his actual age.

But he sat up straight, and his spirits were high, especially his eyes, which were exceptionally bright.

When Liao Qingsong noticed that Yang Xue was particularly interested in the topic of national public welfare projects, the old man became even more enthusiastic.

Therefore, he, who is usually a man of few words, spoke unusually much today.

Just as they were having a pleasant conversation, Yang Xue's phone vibrated.

Yang Xue used the excuse of going to the restroom to leave the private room and answered the phone in the wash area.

The caller was Gao Xiaolan, who recounted her past experiences to Yang Xue.

Sister Yang, here's the situation. What do you think we should do?

Yang Xue immediately narrowed her eyes.

"This Zhang Cuicui is really a stubborn leech that I can't get rid of."

"It was just a small argument, but she, a stupid woman, insisted on making a big deal out of it, didn't she?"

Thinking of this, Yang Xue said in a cold tone:

"I've been too busy to deal with her these past few days, but since she insists on picking a fight, I won't tolerate her."

"Don't worry, I'll call Yueyue and ask her to go and handle it."

【it is good! 】

Gao Xiaolan gave a brief response and then hung up the phone.

...

At this moment, Zhang Cuicui also finished her call.

On the phone, Zhang Qiqi heard that his older sister had been treated unfairly again, and he shouted that he was rushing to Area A.

Tiancheng Security not only maintains public order but also mediates conflicts between businesses and users.

Therefore, his coming to handle this matter is not like a dog catching a mouse.

In less than five minutes, the buzz-cut guy led a group of security guards into the toy store.

These past few days, the senior management has been in meetings, busy deploying new work tasks.

Therefore, Zhang Qiqi, as the deputy manager, held absolute power.

Wherever he goes, people treat him with great courtesy, and many internet celebrities and beautiful women have even added him on WeChat.

The privilege that power brought him made him arrogant and domineering in the business world, enjoying himself immensely.

At the height of his fame, he certainly couldn't tolerate his sister being bullied.

Thinking about how she had clashed with that damned woman yesterday, and how she was still involved in this matter today, Zhang Qiqi's attitude was extremely rude when she entered the room.

Seeing his sister's aggrieved face, he angrily grabbed a police baton and banged it on the counter.

"What's going on...? I heard a toy store tried to scam a customer?"

"So, you don't want to do this anymore?"

As the store manager, Gao Xiaolan was well aware of her heavy responsibilities, so she took the lead in explaining:

"She opened our toy packaging without permission and doesn't intend to pay. We have CCTV footage in our store..."

"I don't care what you say, I'm just asking you, is this cheap toy being sold for such a high price a scam?"

Zhang Qiqi interrupted Gao Xiaolan loudly, displaying an extremely firm attitude.

Yang Zhiyao's arrogant behavior was completely recorded during her live stream.

The comments section erupted in anger.

[Holy crap, who the hell is this security guard? Does he even have a sense of reason?]

[Isn't that incredibly pretentious? And Tiancheng's security guards aren't on the side of the employees, they're even spouting nonsense?]

[Where did this tacky thing come from? Look at the brand! A figure that sells for 5180 online sells for 5300 offline, what's wrong with that? Just spouting nonsense?]

As soon as Zhang Qiqi finished speaking, two burly security guards who accompanied him forcefully surrounded them, scaring away any customers who tried to enter.

Gao Xiaolan clenched her fists in anger and kept her voice very low.

"Regardless of the toy's price, you have to pay once you open it."

"If you are deliberately trying to cause trouble and are making unreasonable arguments, I will choose to call the police to resolve this matter!"

Zhang Qiqi licked her lower lip, her tone full of sarcasm:

"Heh, fine, I'll handle it however I want."

"But I think your braised noodle shop is too cramped, the lighting is too dark, and the fire prevention is not good."

"Let's suspend operations for a month to rectify the situation."

Upon hearing this, Gao Xiaolan's face flushed red and then turned pale; she was furious.

There was a clear threat in the other person's words.

Seeing that her younger brother was backing her up, Zhang Cuicui finally felt relieved.

She crossed her arms, stepped forward, and started making sarcastic remarks.

"Don't give me that sour look. I'm not an unreasonable person."

"Okay, I think the toy is too expensive, but I can pay you 20 yuan for the packaging. I don't think the box is even worth 5 yuan."

"Can we just let this matter drop?"

"I said no!"

But then Yang Zhiyao walked down the steps and looked at the tall Zhang Qiqi without flinching.

"You little brat, who gave you the right to speak?"

Zhang Qiqi squinted with amusement, not treating Yang Zhiyao with any gentleness despite her young age.

"Who the hell do you think you are to speak in her shop?"

Before Yang Zhiyao could retort, a stern female voice came from behind the security guards.

Everyone turned to look, and there stood a woman in silver overalls with a cold expression at the door.

Upon seeing this, Gao Xiaolan's dim eyes immediately brightened.

The woman was none other than Sun Yue, the "Pajama Warrior".

Zhang Qiqi turned her head to look, but her face showed confusion, and she asked in displeasure:

"And who the hell are you?"