Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the little cutie is spoiled by the president

"What's wrong? What are you doing? Aren't you going to work?" Manager Zhao asked with a cold face.

"She scratched my bag and insisted it was fake and refused to compensate, so I had no choice but to call the police." Lin Luoke explained slowly.

Manager Zhao glanced at her bag and frowned: "Call the police?"

"Yes, I spent one million on this package and the accessories, so I will definitely call the police. The amount is huge, I believe the police will take it seriously." After Lin Luoke finished speaking, he took out his phone to call the police, but Manager Zhao snatched it away: "If there is any problem, our company will handle it. Don't make it so serious to call the police."

"Ning Siqiao, since you broke someone's bag, you have to compensate me." Manager Zhao said with a cold face and anger: "Don't let personal matters affect the company's image."

"Manager Zhao, her bag must be fake." Ning Siqiao was unwilling to pay so much money.

"I told you, if you think this bag is fake, you can ask someone to identify it." Lin Luoke glanced at her and continued, "Of course, you have to pay for the identification yourself."

Lin Luoke had already said this, so everyone naturally believed that her bag was definitely real.

I have the invoices and am willing to have someone authenticate them, so it's absolutely true.

"Do you want me to help you contact an appraiser?" Manager Zhao asked her with a cold face.

"Don't delay everyone's work time." Lin Luoke looked at her pale face and slightly trembling appearance, and urged: "I still have a lot of things to do."

"How about this, you're right, let's not waste everyone's time, let's go to your office and talk slowly." Ning Siqiao originally wanted to embarrass her in front of everyone, but she didn't expect to lift a stone and hit her own foot.

"Okay." Lin Luoke said, picked up his bag and walked towards his office.

Manager Zhao also came in to help deal with things.

"You can tell me now." Lin Luoke saw that she had completely lost the momentum she had just now. He sat on the chair and looked up at her.

"This bag should be repairable. How about I take it and have it repaired to see if it can be done? Is that ok?" It was more than one million yuan. How could she afford to pay for it?

I had no choice but to please him humbly.

"Heh... Ning Siqiao, who do you think you are? You deliberately destroyed my bag, and now you can solve the problem by just saying take it to be repaired?" Lin Luoke looked at her coldly and said sternly.

"If you break someone else's things, the least you should do is apologize first, right?" Manager Zhao actually understands this principle.

He didn't dare to offend Lin Luoke.

Although Ning Siqiao was arrogant and looked down on others, she was capable and had brought a lot of benefits to the company, so he naturally didn't want her to leave.

"I'm sorry, I broke your bag, I'm willing to take it to be repaired..." Ning Siqiao was interrupted before she could finish her words: "Can it be the same as the original one after repair? I just bought this bag and just carried it today. I want an identical one." Lin Luoke stared at her without giving in and said: "Either you pay compensation or call the police."

"I, I don't have that much money." Ning Siqiao lowered his head, but gritted his teeth after he finished speaking, hating her in his heart.

When have you ever been so embarrassed?

"Then I'll call the police." Lin Luo was not willing to let her go at all.

"How much is this bag? Not counting the matching goods?" Manager Zhao stepped out to smooth things over.

"About sixty-eight." Lin Luoke answered, looking at him with clear eyes, and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

"Manager Lin, could you please give me some face and compensate me for the bag?" Manager Zhao asked with a flattering smile.

"That would cost more than 680,000 yuan, and I, I don't have the money." Ning Siqiao's face was pale and his lips trembled slightly.

"So do you mean to call the police?" Manager Zhao asked her with a cold face.

"Since Manager Zhao has spoken, I am willing to give you face, but I don't know what she means." She folded her hands on her chest, raised her chin and looked at her and asked.

"Think about it yourself." Manager Zhao looked at her impatiently, then raised his wrist to check the time: "I have a meeting later."

"It's not that I don't want to compensate, I just really don't have the money." Ning Siqiao's face was pale, and he sighed while gritting his teeth.

"Sort out your savings, borrow some money online, and see how much you still need. I'll lend it to you first, and you can pay me back slowly after you get your salary." Manager Zhao thought about it and gave her this plan.

So, in front of everyone, she checked her savings, which was about 100,000 yuan. She could borrow 400,000 yuan through online loans. She borrowed almost all she could, and finally she had 180,000 yuan left to borrow from Manager Zhao.

Manager Zhao took out paper and pen and asked her to write an IOU.

Then we agreed to pay back 5,000 yuan every month, and 20,000 yuan after receiving the bonus at the end of the year.

Ning Siqiao's monthly salary is just over 10,000 yuan, and with bonuses and commissions added up, his annual salary is just over 200,000 yuan.

I could have lived a very comfortable life, but now it has become difficult for me to live on.

There are still so many online loans to be repaid and interest to be paid.

Under the testimony of Manager Zhao, she transferred the money to Lin Luoke.

"Can you give me this bag?" Ning Siqiao looked at her weakly and asked, completely lacking her previous arrogance.

"I can give it to you, but you have to give me a new bag. I can't buy a new bag with your 600,000 yuan." Lin Luoke would not indulge her.

Why didn't you think about the consequences when you acted so impulsively?

"Manager Zhao, you see, she is really bullying us too much." Ning Siqiao really couldn't bear it anymore and complained dissatisfiedly.

"You deserve it. She's right. Why don't you just give her a new bag and she will give you the old one." Manager Zhao naturally helped Lin Luoke.

The main thing is that Lin Luoke is right.

Ning Siqiao was usually arrogant and didn't know his place. This time he met his rival, he stomped his feet in anger, and then left in a rage.

Because she knew that no matter how much she talked, she wouldn't gain any advantage.

After she went out, she exuded a cold aura, and everyone was trembling with fear: "Don't provoke her, otherwise, she will vent all her anger on us."

No one dared to make a sound and just worked silently, for fear of being caught by her and scolded.

Although Lin Luoke received the money, she was still unhappy. She sighed slightly, picked up the bag and looked at it from left to right, then sent a photo to Leng Yuzheng with the text: I'm sorry, I didn't protect this bag well.

When Leng Yuzheng received her message, he knew that the matter had been dealt with. He could sense that she was not in a good mood, so he called her.

"Hello..." She answered the phone listlessly.