After Being Reborn and Regaining Her Identity, the True Heiress Is Spoiled in the Seventies-Chapter 355: Why go smashing up a store

ZhiXia thought that if she didn't get involved, it would have nothing to do with her, but she overlooked the greed and foolishness of human nature.

On Chenye and Wanqing's birthday, Pei Jing went out of town and was unable to rush back, but he made a special call on this day.

Girls grow up faster, and the eleven-year-old Wanqing was already taller than Chenye.

The two little ones shared a face, fortunately they didn't have to rely on their hair to recognize them.

ZhiXia made them a cake with her own hands, and also invited several good friends to help them celebrate their birthday.

In the years of material scarcity, many people had never eaten cake, especially children, who were very fond of the layer of cream on top.

Fortunately, the amount was large enough, and the dishes were also plentiful, otherwise it really wouldn't be enough for them to eat.

Xiao Liang from the store rushed over, "Sister An, something happened in the store..."

Chenye stood up reflexively, ZhiXia pulled his arm to signal him to sit still and not move, and let Mrs. Zhang continue the celebration with them, before following Xiao Liang out the door.

On the way, ZhiXia asked her, "What's going on?"

"There's a woman who says she's your niece, taking things without paying, and we don't know her either, so of course we can't just let her take the things away based on just that one sentence, and she also brought quite a few people with her, seven or eight of them selected a lot of things. Sister Xu didn't let her take them, so they cursed and swore, and even hit Sister Xu," Xiao Liang said.

Xu Jiamei was the manager ZhiXia had hired for the Qiao Yan store, and Xiao Liang was a sales guide.

After she gave a rough account of what had happened, ZhiXia raised her eyebrows.

Her brother's children were still young, so she could rule out that possibility. Pei Xiang was now their spokesperson in the store, with posters of her hanging on the walls, and she was also very familiar with the staff.

And they had signed a contract with the Cultural Troupe in the first place, with the Troupe responsible for publicity and the store supplying all the skin care products needed by the members of the Troupe, so there was even less chance of any disputes arising.

Could it be Pei Shuangshuang?

She wasn't very familiar with her, and hadn't seen her show up for New Year's and festivals over the years either, surely she wouldn't be so shameless?

At this point ZhiXia was still thinking that perhaps someone had deliberately said so in order to take advantage.

But when she arrived at the store, she saw that Xu Jiamei's face had been scratched several times, the floor was a mess, the shelves had collapsed, and quite a few products were also smashed. Several shop assistants were heartbroken and on the verge of tears.

Those few people said that ZhiXia's niece wanted a free ride, and Xu Jiamei naturally disagreed. No matter how hard they tried to persuade the other party, they remained stubborn and aggressive, and later even got angry and directly pushed down the shelves before anyone could stop them.

Seeing that things were getting serious, they had all run away, leaving the store in a terrible mess. Most of the clerks were upstairs serving customers at the time, so they hadn't been able to stop them in time either.

Only Xu Jiamei was there, and her face was injured during the scuffle.

"Sister An, I'm really sorry, I didn't manage the store properly, and the damaged products..." Xu Jiamei felt bad when she looked at the floor. As the store manager, she should bear a lot of responsibility.

"Don't blame yourself for now. How's your face?" When someone wants to deliberately cause trouble, such disputes are inevitable, and it's not just a matter of whose responsibility it is.

As for the losses, of course they would have to be borne by the troublemakers, no matter who they were.

"It's fine, just a little broken skin." Xu Jiamei was not worried about her face. The store had recently launched new products that were just right for scar and blemish removal, so she was well aware of their effectiveness and therefore not concerned.

"As long as you're not hurt, that's good. Did you call the police?"

"Someone has already gone to the police station to notify them, but I don't know if they can salvage much of these things." The new merchandise that had just arrived in the store, these two shelves alone, was bound to be a loss of at least one or two thousand.

Xu Jiamei was also worried that if the perpetrators could not be found, she really could not afford to bear such losses.

"Then we'll just wait for the police to come and go from there. By the way, were there any customers in the store when it happened? And upstairs..."

"There weren't many people today, only two customers upstairs getting a neck massage. They weren't hurt, just a little shocked. I took it upon myself to waive their bill for today."

"Well, you did the right thing," ZhiXia said.

ZhiXia then inquired about the appearance of those who had come to make trouble, and after the police arrived, told them everything truthfully, including the people she suspected.

Wang Yue had just eaten lunch at the hospital. Her son and daughter-in-law were in the midst of a divorce recently, and her home was in chaos, so she didn't want to go back either, and felt it was better to hide out here.

Before she could return to her post, she saw Pei Shuangshuang rushing over in a fluster.

"Mom... you'll save me, I've caused trouble..."

Pei Shuangshuang had red eyes and still smelled of alcohol. She ran panic-stricken through the hospital corridor.

Noticing how others were looking at her, Wang Yue hurried over and pulled her aside, "Pei Shuangshuang, look at yourself, what do you look like? You're a girl, drinking in broad daylight again?"

Ever since she was little, Pei Shuangshuang had loved An ZhiXian, and had long fantasized about marrying him. But An ZhiXia had married Pei Jing instead, dashing her hopes.

Over the years she had been restraining herself, but the more she restrained, the more her heart seemed to stir.

She wasn't young anymore, and girls around her age were already married and mothers. She was also anxious, but she really couldn't forget about him.

When her eyes opened or closed, all she could see was his figure, his voice and smile.

She had finally plucked up the courage, only to have it completely shattered by her father's admonitions and warnings.

Sometimes she would think, oh well, let it be.

Since she couldn't marry him, life seemed meaningless anyway, so she started self-destructing.

This was also why Wang Yue blamed her for drinking again, because it wasn't the first time.

"Mom, stop blaming me for now, what do I do if I'm in trouble?"

"What kind of trouble did you get into?"

Only from Pei Shuangshuang's description did Wang Yue realize what nonsense Pei Shuangshuang had done. Furious, she reached out and grabbed her ear, "You idiot, do you lack the money to buy face cream? And what's more, you're a junior, if you really wanted it you could have just asked her straight out. She's an elder, would she have the audacity to refuse? Now look what you've done, wrecking their store and all. What do you think they can do now? Does An ZhiXia have no one to stand up for her? Have you forgotten your uncle's temper?"

"What's the point of saying all this now? Hurry up and think of something for me!" Pei Shuangshuang cried in dismay, "Mom, they won't report me to the police and arrest me, will they?"

"No, you're also surnamed Pei after all. At worst it would be considered a family dispute, and they can't afford to lose face," Wang Yue stated definitively. But she had forgotten that when she herself made trouble in the past, Old Pei was still alive then.

Old Pei had passed away many years ago, and no one was obliged to indulge her and her daughter anymore.

However, thinking of this, Wang Yue suddenly remembered to ask her, "Shuangshuang, everything was good, so why did you go and wreck their store?"