Obviously it was the manager of the dessert shop who made the first move

As soon as the words came out, the regular customers in the store also nodded, and everyone who was familiar with Ji Mingyou came out to speak: "Boss Ji does business with conscience, and the facilities are all in place. Did it stick when you opened it?"

"It's just outside, explain it clearly, don't get me wrong."

Qi Lin didn't expect someone to come out to speak, exposed his injured arm, pointed at Ji Mingyou and scolded: "The hygiene in the store is obviously not up to standard, even the cake is covered with hair. I had friction with this store manager, he saw It’s not pleasing to the eye, maybe he threw it on it.”

"You make it up really fast. My store manager has a slight obsession with cleanliness. How could he throw hair on the cake?" Lin Weiwei kept coming forward, his stomach hurting with anger, and he had a strong desire to protect him, and he kept defending Ji Mingyou.

Ji Mingyou, who was watching from the sidelines, locked his eyes on that petite figure, with a gentle smile on his lips, and then she rushed forward to defend him foolishly.

Seeing that he couldn't say it, Qi Lin took the picture, his eyes were fierce, and he shouted sharply: "There is something to edit, but your shop just looked down on me, and even hurt me, so it doesn't matter to you to put hair on it."

Lin Weiwei was panting heavily with anger, his small fists were clenched tightly, gradually becoming numb, and his fingers turned white involuntarily.

Liu Lu, who was behind the crowd, sneered and was very satisfied with this scene, so she didn't come forward for a long time.

Seeing that Lin Weiwei didn't retort anymore, Qi Lin became arrogant, and pointed out his fingers: "Manager, you stand silent, you have nothing to say."

Qi Lin's eyes were wide open, his whole body was full of hostility, he didn't look like an honest worker at all.

Ji Mingyou took a step forward, and gently opened Lin Weiwei's small fist. His eyes flashed with distress, and he said gently, "Let me come, don't hurt yourself."

Lin Weiwei refused to back down, and said angrily: "This person must have directed and acted himself. I clearly didn't see the hair, and I'm afraid he was trying to cheat money."

"It's okay, I understand."

"If you continue to talk nonsense, based on the ratio, we can file a lawsuit. I don't care about money, I just need to show the matter." Ji Mingyou's face was stern, and he showed the transfer records sent, and said frankly, "You are sneaky." In front of the store, I was kicked and hurt my shoulder by the clerk's misunderstanding, and it has been privately accounted for, and there is a transfer record." 
Ji Mingyou told the truth in an orderly manner, and showed Tang Yunfa's transfer records to others, calmly.

"By the way, if you don't recognize it, there is a camera in the store, and the fragment of the bank card number you gave me must be saved." Ji Mingyou stretched out his hand, slowly pointed to the monitor on the right, and reminded him friendly.

Qi Lin looked at the monitor, his face darkened, worried that he would be exposed, his heart beat faster, and his face turned red.

Lin Weiwei's eyes were sharp, he pointed at his small face, and said with a smile, "Are you blushing and guilty?"

"No, it's just a group of you accusing me alone, it's hard to say." Qi Lin stiffened his mouth, remembering that he was covered with clothes and was in a corner, so there was no guarantee that he knew how to do it.

Qi Lin grabbed the last straw, pressed the cake close to Ji Mingyou's face, and asked confidently: "Let's not talk about anything else, it's so unhygienic, I'm disgusted, and I suspect you did it on purpose."

"I disdain to use such a low-level method. The hygiene in the store is obvious to all, and this hair is definitely not from the store." Ji Mingyou's face remained unchanged, his eyes were as cold as sharp knives with a cold light, which made people feel chills in their hearts.

Qi Lin was frightened away, and couldn't help shivering, holding the cake with a look of conviction, and scolded: "It's the store manager who looks down on me and wants to take revenge on me, that's why he found the hair from the store and gave me such uncleanness on purpose." cake."

At this time, a few young men sneaked in from the outside, stood in the crowd and shouted viciously: "This dessert shop is not up to standard, and the manager's character is even worse. You just don't know it."

"It's normal to have rats in the store, you have to dare to tell the truth."

The regular customers frowned, having a headache from the quarrel, and began to retreat for a while, speaking fair words.

Lin Weiwei was furious. Seeing the sudden appearance of the little gangster, he stepped forward and was about to defend himself.

"I have something to say about this cake." A gentle and peaceful word broke through the noise, dispelling the chaos like a ray of light.

Suddenly, an elegant lady squeezed out from the crowd, wearing a polka-dot long skirt, and slowly walked forward with a tray.

Qi Lin took a look and saw that there was also blueberry mousse on her tray, and grinned: "Did you also find hair on the cake?"

The lady shook her head slightly, and said to Ji Mingyou with a little apology: "I believe in Boss Ji, but I can't see anything behind, so I squeezed over."

Ji Mingyou nodded, his eyes were deep and calm, and he didn't seem surprised.

Qi Lin looked puzzled, with puzzled eyes, flustered by the sudden change, and asked anxiously, "What do you want to say?"

The woman turned around, smiled, picked up the desserts stuck together on the tray, and explained gently: "I took the box of cakes in Mr.'s hand first, and it just so happens that blueberry mousse has a buy-one-get-one-free campaign. , Boss Ji told me."

Qi Lin's complexion changed, and he couldn't help becoming uneasy, he shouted sharply: "What exactly do you want to say? The evidence is here, do you still want to defend the store manager?"

As he spoke, Qi Lin came down, pushed the elegant woman, and stretched out his hand to snatch the cake.

Lin Weiwei reacted quickly, pushed Qi Lin away, opened his arms defensively and stood in front of the woman: "What are you guilty of, any consumer can speak, we will listen, but we will not accept inexplicable frame-ups."

"This lady also has the right to speak in my shop. Do you want to do it?" Ji Mingyou's eyes were sharp, and he walked forward slowly to protect the two of them, with a heavy air pressure.

Qi Lin swallowed, with sweat dripping from his face, glanced at the helpers in the crowd, and boldly said: "I just want to take it for a look, your reaction is too aggressive."

Lin Weiwei wanted to go forward to argue, but was blocked by Ji Mingyou in front of him, and his shoulder was patted lightly.

Ji Mingyou lowered his eyes, signaling her to be quiet and not to move. Their eyes met, and the two understood with a tacit understanding.

Lin Weiwei looked at the tall figure in front of him, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and the white and powerful arms exposed, which made people feel at ease.

The elegant woman walked out slowly without changing her face, looked directly at Qi Lin, and said seriously: "It seems that Boss Ji gave you the last piece, but I was selected, and I didn't see this cake on the cake." hair."

"You're lying, you belong to this store." Before finishing speaking, Qi Lin interrupted, his body tensed immediately, and he shouted firmly.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the helpers in the crowd dispersed, and said in a positive tone: "This woman must be lying, and she took money from the dessert shop."

The lady smiled slightly, shook her head, and said softly, "I'm sure I haven't seen any hairs, so I don't need to lie to you. There are monitors in the store, so you can tell when you look at it."

The customers also looked at each other, discussed it, and asked hesitantly: "Is this man sent by a colleague? If it doesn't work, just watch the surveillance video."