Fake daughter, she refuses to admit defeat

Xia Qing listened nervously to the ringtone, and soon the phone was connected, and a strange female voice came from inside.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

Xia Qing cautiously probed: "Hello, I'm the seller of the bag, I heard that you like my bag very much, is that right?"

The other party's attitude was cold: "I really like your bag, but I don't have to buy it. Of course, the price you gave is reasonable, and I'm still willing to talk about it."

In the past, Xia Qing had hung up the phone long ago when she heard the other party's haughty voice, but now, she doesn't have it, she needs the money.

Xia Qing lowered her voice and posture, and she said softly: "Beauty, I spent 10 yuan on this bag when I bought it, and it is a limited edition of only ten pieces in the world. The price is too low, can you make a compromise based on the market price?"

She personally feels that the concessions she has made are already great.

"No."

The other party directly refused, and plausibly said: "If your bag is really highly speculated and so popular, you won't bother me, and since ancient times, there has been no reason not to lower the price of second-hand goods. I will buy it according to you." If you buy your bag at a lower price, you won’t be losing money.”

Xia Qing choked with anger: "But the prices were different then and now."

Inflation is strong now, and her 10 yuan a few years ago should have increased in value now.

The other party refused to accept this: "Miss, since you are talking about inflation, then go find someone who is willing to accept your inflation. Why are you wasting your tongue here?"

Xia Qing: "..."

If she didn't really need money, if she really couldn't find anyone, why would she waste her time here?

And the other party obviously figured out her psychology.

Standing beside her, Mother Xia was a little angry when she heard the other party bullying her daughter like this. She grabbed Xia Qing's arm: "Qingqing, we won't sell it anymore, let's go."

Such a good bag only sells for 10 yuan, Xia's mother feels sorry for Xia Qing.

Xia Qing was unwilling to leave: "Mom, the wages of the workers haven't been settled yet."

"Mom has it here. Besides, the wages of the workers are not paid until one month later. Can't they be sold at a high price at that time?"

The boss smiled and said, "Mrs. Xia, you are right. The price of luxury goods changes the fastest now. If you don't sell them now, no one will buy them in the future."

Xia Qing panicked when she heard the words: "Mom."

Seeing her daughter like this, Xia's mother hated iron for being weak, she took the phone: "15, how about this bag for you?"

The other party still insisted: "One hundred thousand, I can buy all the five bags she put on the counter."

"You are obviously taking advantage of the fire to rob."

She spent one 50 yuan and bought five 50 yuan bags. She really knows how to do it.

The voice of the other party was too much to be beaten: "We are a business, I am willing if you like it, if you think I am taking advantage of the fire, you don't have to sell it."

Mother Xia: "..."

She finally understood that they were the weaker side, so the other party could suppress them vigorously.

But now there seems to be no other way than to accept the opponent's suppression.

Xia's mother was so irritable that she threw the phone to her daughter: "You decide for yourself."

The reason why Xia Qing confidently spends 200 million yuan to buy a store is because she thinks her bag can sell 200 million yuan.

But now it is only 50, which is far from the price she expected.

Xia Qing was unwilling to bargain with the other party: "Can you give me 70 yuan for five bags?"

Unexpectedly, the other party was still unwilling: "Beauty, I'm very busy, if you don't want to sell it to me for 50 yuan, then stop wasting your tongue, okay?"

The other party was about to hang up the phone, Xia Qing's heart tightened, and she blurted out: "I'm selling it, you can transfer the money to me."

"Let the boss transfer it to you."

The other party hung up the phone, and the boss breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally sold, I was worried that she would not want it, and no one will accept it in the future."

Xia Qing was so angry that Xia Qing almost vomited blood with the boss's expression of being cheap and being obedient.

If it weren't for the situation, she wouldn't have sold the bag at such a low price, her heart was bleeding.

But looking at the 50 on the bank card, she felt a little relieved.

The boss is still saying: "Miss Xia, in fact, you can sell the bag to me at the beginning, and then redeem it when you have money."

"no need."

Xia Qing knew very well that in the future, she might not be able to afford such an expensive bag.

Xia Qing and Xia Mu left.

A slender girl came down from the second floor. When she came to the counter, the boss respectfully called out: "Miss Xia, this is your bag."

Immediately, the boss expressed his concerns: "Miss Xia, we have kept the price so low, will she come back to us?"

The boss knows the market of these bags, and they can sell them for 20 yuan no matter how bad they are. Unexpectedly, Xia Wenyue bought them for only 10 yuan. She admired them all.

At the same time, I didn't expect Xia Qing to be at the end of her rope, and she was willing to sell at such a low price.

Xia Wenyue said firmly, "No."

Now Xia Qing is so focused on making a lot of money that she doesn't have the time to think about these things at all.

Even if she figured it out, 50 has already been spent, can the water that was spilled be taken back?

Xia Wenyue took out a check from her bag and put it on the counter: "Thank you for helping me act, this is your reward."

The boss glanced at the amount on the check, and it turned out to be 10 yuan. She panicked and said, "Miss Xia, this is too high."

"you deserved."

Xia Wenyue got into the car with her bag and opened the trunk. There were three or four bags inside. If Xia Qing came back, she would definitely find that these bags belonged to her.

Xia Wenyue was not indifferent when she saw Xia Qing take away so many things, she just got her things back in another way.

And she didn't expect Xia Qing to be such an idiot, she surrendered with a little aggressiveness.

She is no longer the little princess of the Xia family, no one will pamper her, Xia Qing will continue to try and feel frustrated, and the edges and corners of her body will be polished.

Xia Wenyue let out a snort, and closed the trunk. She was about to get into the car when she met a pair of hateful eyes.

"Xia Wenyue, so it's really you!"

Xia Qing's eyes were about to burst into flames. After she came out of the store, she was a little thirsty, so she went next door to buy a drink.

When she drank her drink, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, but she didn't expect to see Xia Wenyue as soon as she went out.

Seeing Xia Wenyue here, what else do you not understand?

Xia Wenyue was not guilty of being caught, she looked at the other party with a face of course: "It's me, what's wrong?"

Xia Qing almost gritted her teeth: "You purposely lowered the price of my bag so low."

Xia Wenyue smiled slightly: "No one buys your bag, only I am willing to take it. I just want to give such a low price, and you are willing to sell it. Is there a problem?"

"Of course there is a problem. You set me up."

At that time, she felt that there was a problem. Her bag was so popular that it was impossible for only one person to like it, and she was unwilling to give a price.

This matter is full of weirdness, she should have thought of Xia Wenyue long ago.

"Do you have evidence?" Xia Wenyue didn't rush, and sneered again and again: "I didn't force you to sell!"

Xia Qing was at a loss for words.

Yes, Xia Wenyue didn't force her, she did it willingly.

Xia Qing couldn't hold back her breath, she reached out to lift Xia Wenyue's trunk, "Give me my bag, I won't sell it to you."

Xia Wenyue grabbed Xia Qing's wrist, and she said in a cold voice: "Xia Qing, I have to remind you that we have already settled the money, this bag is mine now, and it has nothing to do with you, if you want Take money to buy these bags."

"Isn't it 50? I'll give it back to you!"

Xia Qing was unwilling to sell the buns to Xia Wenyue even if the little sisters in the circle laughed at her for not steaming the steamed buns.

Xia Wenyue shook her head: "50 is the price you sold me, but I didn't sell it for 50."

Xia Qing asked, "How much do you sell?"

"50 a package."

Xia Qing's pupils constricted suddenly: "Xia Wenyue, you are blackmailing me."

Xia Wenyue said casually: "You don't have to worry about whether I'm blackmailing or not. I'm willing to sell, and it's enough if someone is willing to buy. As for how much I sell, that's all my business, and it has nothing to do with you."

"Xia Wenyue, you are too bullying."

Xia Qing's eyes were red with excitement.

Xia Wenyue looked at her running away, her pretty face was still indifferent.

She bullied her in the same way at the beginning, and she just paid back what she did back then.

Xia Wenyue shook off Xia Qing and was about to leave, but Xia Qing held her tightly and refused to let go: "Xia Wenyue, you can't go!"

She must get her bag back today.

Xia Wenyue's eyes were extremely cold: "Xia Qing, if you don't let go, don't blame my bodyguard for being rude."

"You still have bodyguards?"

Xia Qing snorted coldly: "Who are you scaring?"

She didn't believe that Xia Wenyue could find the bodyguard at all.

It was too late, but soon, Xia Qing's vision darkened, and then a piercing pain came from his wrist, and he raised his head and bumped into a pair of dark, cold eyes.

"release."

Xia Qing didn't want to let go, but her strength was so great that she had to let go of the pain.

When Mother Xia came out of the store, she saw her daughter being bullied, and she quickly stepped forward: "What are you doing, let go of my daughter."

Xia Qing, mother and daughter, did not shake the bodyguards, but were restrained to death by the other party. Xia Wenyue got into the car and drove away.

Xia Qing yelled dissatisfiedly: "Xia Wenyue, don't get complacent too early, I will trample you under my feet sooner or later."

Xia Qing looked at the car that disappeared from sight, and whimpered, "Mom, Xia Wenyue bullied me. She deliberately induced me to sell bags at a low price, and then she resold them at a high price."

"This little hoof is so smart?" Xia's mother repeatedly comforted her: "Qingqing will not cry, and when there is a chance, mother will clean her up with you."

Xia Qing sobbed and said, "Well, let's recruit soldiers now, and crush her to death when my store opens."

"Correct."

The bodyguard listened to the conversation between the two with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

They wanted to suppress Xia Wenyue, but they were too presumptuous.

Not to mention that Xia Wenyue has a strong backer like Gong Ping behind her, even with the brains of their mother and daughter, they may not be able to suppress Xia Wenyue.

It is possible that he died a miserable death first.