Marry a boss with a cub after divorce

The business situation of the blooming studio is very good. Even after Murong Rong decides to donate that sum of money, the financial situation of the studio will return to the beginning, but her reputation has already been spread.

Even though it was because of Rong Jiuci at the beginning, after all, she used this opportunity to make everyone accept her strength.

Murong Rong's name once again resounded throughout the fashion design circle.

Chen Chen also returned to normal school.

This morning, Murong Rong personally sent Chen Chen to the kindergarten before going to the studio. When she arrived at the studio, she saw some passers-by taking pictures with their mobile phones in front of the studio. A woman's high voice came from somewhere.

"When will we find out! My daughter has already said that this dress was bought from you! Return it to us quickly!"

"Please wait a moment, this matter is still being verified..."

"Verify, verify what? Didn't I make it very clear? Or are you just making excuses and refusing to return the clothes!"

"No, I'm really looking into this matter..." Xiao Yu, the clerk, explained sweating profusely.

Murong Rong stepped into the store.

When Xiao Yu saw Murong Rong, it was like seeing a savior: "Designer Mu, you are here."

Murong Rong is not used to people calling her Mr. Mu, so Xiao Yu called her Mr. Mu according to her will.

Murong Rong glanced around the store, and saw a middle-aged woman in ordinary clothes and a little girl in a junior high school uniform.

The little girl lowered her head with an anxious expression on her face, while the middle-aged woman's eyes were wide open with a sharp expression. She was the one who made the sharp and piercing voice just now.

Murong Rong turned to Xiao Yu and asked, "What happened?"

Xiao Yu said: "This morning, as soon as the store opened, this lady brought this little girl into the store and said, we sold a dress worth tens of thousands of yuan to a little girl who was only 15 years old, and it was a black heart. money."

"I have been explaining to this lady that it is impossible to do this kind of thing in our store, but this lady doesn't listen at all, calling us black-hearted merchants."

In fact, this woman scolded much worse than what Xiao Yu said.

Murong Rong nodded, and asked: "Have you checked it? Is this dress from the shop?"

Every set of clothes she designed has a production number and a special anti-counterfeiting mark, which is easy to find out.

Xiao Yu said: "I checked the serial number, and it is indeed the clothes in our store."

"Then who bought the clothes?" Murong Rong didn't believe that the clothes were bought by this little girl at all.

Her face is immature at first glance, it seems that this kind of high-priced clothing has been trained when it opened before, and it cannot be sold to minors.

Xiao Yu shook his head: "I don't know, but I don't remember receiving this little sister before."

Just as Murong Rong was about to say something, the middle-aged woman became anxious.

"What do you mean? What do you mean you don't remember receiving my daughter? Is this trying to shirk responsibility?"

"You misunderstood, we don't mean to shirk responsibility."

Murong Rong didn't want to talk about this matter anymore, and said directly: "Auntie, I'll ask Xiao Yu to check it, and if there are no other problems with the clothes, I will ask her to handle the refund procedures for you."

"That's about the same." The middle-aged woman's complexion improved a bit, and after a pause, she asked again: "Since you admit that you did something wrong, let's talk about compensation now."

"Compensation?" Murong Rong was a little surprised: "What compensation?"

"You sold such expensive clothes to my daughter, which made me angry and scolded her, leaving her with a shadow in my heart. I was so angry that I couldn't sleep, I couldn't eat, and my heart hurt. We mother and daughter Because you have been hurt so badly by this matter, you just want to return the clothes and finish the matter? Is this fooling us mother and daughter as fools?"

The girl finally couldn't help it, and couldn't help tugging at her mother's sleeve: "Mom, forget it."

"Forget what?" The middle-aged woman threw the girl away, pointed at Murong Rong and cursed angrily: "I tell you, if you don't pay me 100 million today, don't think about it!"

"100 million?" Murong Rong couldn't help laughing.

Originally, she would agree to return the dress, but she just wanted to settle the matter as soon as possible, and there was no need to entangle this matter too much.

But now the other party is asking for 100 million.

Not to mention that the studio has just started, and there is no such a lot of money, even if there is, she will not pay.

"I'm sorry ma'am, I can't agree to your request."

"Can't agree? Then don't blame me for being rude!" As she spoke, the middle-aged woman rushed over and tore the clothes off the hanger.

That kind of posture clearly meant to destroy the things in the studio.

"stop!"

Murong Rong scolded, she immediately rushed over to stop the middle-aged woman, but when she approached, she was slapped on the back of her hand by the clothes hanger swung by the middle-aged woman.

Murong Rong exclaimed in pain.

"Designer Mu!" Xiao Yu quickly stood in front of Murong Rong to protect her.

Seeing how timid they were, the middle-aged woman rushed towards Murong Rong without hesitation.

Just then, a voice rang out: "The police are here!"

Then, the siren sounded.

The face of the middle-aged woman suddenly changed: "Okay, you dare to call the police! Just wait for me."

After uttering harsh words, the middle-aged woman dropped the things in her hands and ran away immediately.

The little girl who was left behind was a little at a loss, she glanced at Murong Rong, then turned around and left in a hurry.

"Rongrong, are you okay?"

As soon as they left, they hurried over with Ji Baibai who was playing the siren.

"I am fine."

"He said it was fine, his hands were swollen like this."

Ji Baibai took Murong Rong's hand, at this time the back of Murong Rong's right hand was already swollen like a steamed bun.

She was so angry that she poked Murong Rong's forehead: "If she wants to smash something, let her smash it. Why are you rushing forward? These things can be as expensive as you? Have you forgotten that you still have a baby in your belly?" ?”

"I just had a knee-jerk reaction, and it won't happen next time."

"Whether you will do it next time is not important at all. The important thing is that you have thought about how to explain this to President Rong."

Murong Rong said stiffly: "Why should I explain to Rong Jiuci?"

Ji Baibai squinted at her: "What do you think?"

Murong Rong turned her head and didn't answer Ji Baibai's words, even though she had almost resigned to her fate, she still felt awkward.

Even though she knew that her awkwardness was meaningless, she still couldn't control herself.

How could Ji Baibai not understand Murong Rong's thoughts, but she didn't say anything more, anyway, it was Rong Jiuci's business.

She brought the medicine box, took the ointment for pregnant women, and treated Murong Rong's injury on the back of his hand: "Rong Rong, don't work today, go back and rest."

Murong Rong shook his head and refused: "Where can I sleep when I go back?"

"Then go to sleep on the small bed in your studio." Ji Baibai dragged Murong Rong to the studio.

"Remember, you are not allowed to work, otherwise, I will call Mr. Rong and ask him to treat you."