Abandoned Woman Busy Farming

"Come here, bring it to me." Lu Minglang immediately asked someone to bring the thread ball and beads.

He took the beads and looked into the hole carefully. Because the hole was not big, he had to face the light, and he almost became cross-eyed when he saw it. Only then did he see a simple mark in the hole. It took him a long time to recognize it before he recognized it. Bamboo shoots drawn with a few strokes...

He couldn't help but glance at Bai Ruozhu. Bamboo shoots, luckily she could figure it out, shouldn't they be getting some flowers or something?

In fact, Bai Ruozhu made this request when placing an order with jewelry supplier Deng Gongquan. Deng Gongquan felt that adding a mark that ordinary people could not see would increase the cost and was completely uneconomical.

But Bai Ruozhu insisted on doing this. The Hua Xiangrong she wanted to create was a brand, so she didn't care about spending more money.

Of course, the reason for carving bamboo shoots is that they are easier to carve than flowers.

"Take the belt from Deng's hand again," Lu Minglang ordered.

Bai Ruozhu rolled his eyes, Deng? Are you not related to Deng Gongquan? But she wouldn't know it even if she thought about it. She had checked Deng Gongquan. Although he was a bit cunning, he was very trustworthy.

Deng's eyes rolled, and the belt was presented to Lu Minglang. Lu Minglang looked at the broken thread, and sure enough, there was no silk thread of another color inside. Then he looked at the coral beads on it and had one removed. Sure enough, there was no bamboo shoot emblem.

He showed it to the master next to him, and the master confirmed that it was not there.

"Ms. Deng, this belt of yours was not made by Hua Xiangrong. How do you explain it?" Lu Mingliang asked.

Deng yelled, "Sir, you can't just listen to her. She said that her things are all anti-counterfeiting, does that mean they are all fake? If she wants to mix real and fake products, she won't be able to mark the fake ones. But I really bought it from Hua Xiangrong."

"Sir, you can ask someone to check my shop right now and check all the goods to see if it's what I said." Bai Ruozhu said loudly.

Lu Minglang nodded, "I've asked people to look at your shop, let them check it now."

Because it would take time to check the shop, Lu Minglang ordered the hall to be closed. He went to the back hall to rest, while Bai Ruozhu and others continued to wait in the hall.

Bai Ruozhu took out a bag of snacks from her body and asked Guizhi and Mrs. Laifu to eat them together. While eating, she said: "It's okay. The other party didn't expect that I was well prepared. I won't get any benefits this time. I'm afraid that in the future You have to think of more ways to deal with me."

Guizhi and Mrs. Laifu both sighed, and Mrs. Laifu added, "It's not easy to do business. If you do better, some people will be jealous."

Bai Ruozhu thought to herself that this was not just jealousy because their business was doing well, but maybe Wang Miaoshuang was behind it.

When Mrs. Deng saw them chatting happily while eating pastries, she spat and cursed again. Bai Ruozhu winked at Guizhi and Mrs. Laifu, indicating that they didn't need to deal with such idiots.

Can Fuji help others do this and be used as a gunman?

Later, the official who brought Bai Ruozhu couldn't stand it any longer and shouted at Mrs. Deng: "What are you doing? You look like a respectable wife. Why don't you follow the rules in the court? This is a place where you can spit as you please." Is it water?"

The officer next to him also shouted: "You can vomit whatever you want, it doesn't make you sick. If you vomit again, I'll wipe it off with your clothes!"

Deng immediately withered. The court official had apologized and did not dare to be arrogant again.

Bai Ruozhu and the other two snickered beside her, but Bai Ruozhu glanced at her skirt and felt nauseated in her heart.

After a while, the people sent to inspect the shop finally came back. Mr. Lu came to the court again. The official reported that Hua Xiangrong's items were indeed what Bai Ruozhu said, and they did not find any fakes after checking.

"Ms. Deng, why is there something wrong with the one you bought? I'm afraid it's you who is behind it, right?" Lu Minglang was stunned and shouted sternly.

Mrs. Deng was still adamant, claiming that she bought the belt from Hua Xiangrong.

Bai Ruozhu congratulated Mr. Lu and said, "Who doesn't know that our Hua Xiangrong business is very good? What we sell is design and exquisite weaving technology. It's not like we can't make money. If necessary, we also make a special fake Goods, can you make such a small profit? It’s really not enough trouble.”

"That's right, there isn't a single fake in the shop. If I just sell fakes to her, how can I still make a fortune?" Mrs. Laifu curled her lips and said.

"Ms. Deng, you come here quickly, otherwise I will have to put you in prison and then go to your home to conduct a thorough search." Lu Minglang said.

Deng's expression changed, but she still said: "Sir, I am wronged. I really did not lie. Even if I ask the guests that day, it can be proved that I bought this belt for Xiangrong."

"Guest for that day? I allow you to find a personal ID." Lu Minglang said.

Deng recalled the story and said that an official's wife was also in the shop that day. She even looked at the belt in her hand and praised it for its bright color.

"Go and invite Mrs. Wang." Lu Mingliang sent another official to find someone.

Bai Ruozhu sighed. She originally thought that the matter could be resolved smoothly, but she didn't want another witness to appear. It seemed that she would have to resort to tricks again.

However, judging from Deng's performance, it seems that the witness she mentioned was not her accomplice, but someone she met by chance who could just help her testify.

Today, Hua Xiangrong was guarded by officers and soldiers, and the shop was temporarily closed. People in the nearby shops began to speculate as to what Hua Xiangrong had committed.

Not far outside the shop, a plain figure stood upright on the street. She held an oil-paper umbrella in her hand to block the sunlight above her head.

"Ha, Bai Ruozhu, you have today too..." She whispered, but suddenly turned her head and saw the man with crescent eyes looking at her harmlessly, smiling with some unclear meaning.

"Junior sister, why are you here again? I didn't expect Miss Bai's shop to be so attractive to you?" Xu Huilin said with a smile.

"Xu Huilin, that's enough. Was it Jiang Yichun who sent you to keep an eye on me?" Wu Wanqing's face darkened, "I don't know when you went to work as a lackey for Jiang Yichun? Or maybe you were obsessed with Bai Ruozhu. Yes, have you become her flower protector?"

Xu Huilin was not angry and said with a smile: "Then there is no need to worry about Junior Sister. I just happened to meet Junior Sister and wanted to ask you if you would like to welcome guests for lunch. I heard that Miss Bai has created a new dish. Why don't you try it? taste?"

Wu Wanqing's face could no longer remain tense. She narrowed her eyes and glared at Xu Huilin, "You talk about a white girl. Could it be that Jiang Yichun didn't want her, so you took over?"

Xu Huilin knew that Wu Wanqing was trying to trick him. He shrugged his shoulders and said with a harmless smile: "Junior sister, what are you talking about? You still don't know my thoughts after all these years?"