Mo Wushuang sneered while quickly decoding and said coldly:
"You are really good at making excuses. Since the camera in Di Ling's store is broken, the camera opposite Di Ling is not broken, right?"
"You can find the owner of the shop opposite and call up the surveillance video to see if I walked out of Diling's gate with my clothes?"
The store manager continued to quibble: "If you put the clothes in your arms and take them out, the camera in the store opposite will not be able to capture you walking out with the clothes."
"It seems that you really can't shed tears until you see the coffin!" Mo Wushuang sneered with cold eyes, and then used hacking methods to hack the newly decoded surveillance footage and put it on the Diling store to promote and display clothes. On the large LED screen.
Then, she said casually:
"Please look up and look at the big screen in Di Ling's store. You will soon know who is lying."
When everyone heard Mo Wushuang's words, they subconsciously looked up at the big screen in the store.
What was displayed on the big screen was the surveillance video of Di Ling's store.
Without watching the video until the end, everyone immediately understood that the liars were the store manager and salesperson.
They immediately discussed with righteous indignation:
"The camera of Di Ling Clothing is obviously good, but this store manager actually said that the camera is broken. It is so speechless."
"Yes, this means that this lady definitely did not steal Di Ling's clothes. The store manager and salesperson must be framing her."
"It must be like this. If all the employees of Diling Clothing were like this, we would never dare to buy clothes in Diling in the future."
"That is, what if we go to Diling to buy clothes one day and Diling's employees accuse us of stealing their clothes?"
"If Di Ling doesn't fire these two employees, we will boycott Di Ling Clothing."
When the store manager and salesperson heard the angry questions from the onlookers, they suddenly felt guilty and nervous and said:
"Don't talk nonsense, we didn't slander Mo Wushuang."
"Mo Wushuang is a thief."
The store manager argued in a panic:
"Maybe this surveillance video is not from today, but from a few days ago."
After Mo Wushuang finished sending the message to Di Ling's professional manager, he looked at the store manager and salesperson with a sneer:
"Today is the first time I have entered your store, and I have never told you my name. How do you know my name?"
"Besides, are you blind? Didn't you see the time of the surveillance video displayed in the upper right corner of the big screen?"
The store manager and salesperson looked at each other nervously when they heard this, then clenched their fists and panicked.
Now they have no excuses.
Now, probably all they can do is apologize.
However, asking them to apologize to a poor man is even harder than asking them to pick up trash.
The store manager raised his chin proudly, looked at Mo Wushuang, and said angrily:
"We didn't mean to slander you. Who made you wear such poor clothes? Our Emperor Ling is the most luxurious brand in the empire."
"For a poor guy like you to enter our Emperor's Spirit is simply to blackmail our Emperor's Spirit."
"We also treat you like this for the honor of the Emperor Spirit."
"A poor guy like you, even if you join our Emperor Spirit, you can't afford clothes. Why would you come in and affect the image of our Emperor Spirit?"
Mo Wushuang laughed at the store manager's logic: "Speak, according to your thinking, you framed me for the sake of Emperor Ling's image?"
"That's right." The store manager said confidently: "Our Emperor Ling is not a poor guy like you who can come in."
Mo Wushuang suddenly slapped the store manager with his backhand.
"Pah!" With a sound, the store manager's face was suddenly slapped away, and Mo Wushuang said coldly:
"People like you are not worthy of speaking of our Emperor Spirit at all, because..."
"The original intention of Di Ling's business is not to be the top luxury brand in the empire as you think. It looks down on the consumers of the empire who have poor financial ability."
"The soul of the Emperor Spirit is the people of the Empire. The purpose of the Emperor Spirit is to let every Imperial person wear the clothes of the Emperor Spirit and be proud of the Emperor Spirit's clothes."
"What you call a poor man is not worthy of entering the Diling Store. That is also your own narrow-minded and ugly thought."
"Please don't show your narrow and ugly thoughts, say it's the Emperor Ling's idea, slander the Emperor Ling, and ruin the reputation of the Emperor Ling."
When the onlookers heard Mo Wushuang's words, they immediately looked at the store manager with disgust and said to the store manager:
"Miss Mo is right, you are really disgusting."
"You are not worthy of representing the Emperor Spirit."
"A person like you is not qualified to work in Diling at all. Get out of Diling immediately."
"That's right. Not only do you have to get out of Diling, you also have to apologize to this Miss Mo immediately. Apologize in the way you asked Miss Mo before."
When the store manager heard this, his face turned pale and he quickly pulled the salesperson over and pushed him in front of him:
"It wasn't me who slandered Mo Wushuang, it was her. She stole the dress and stuffed it into Mo Wushuang's hands, saying that Mo Wushuang was a thief."
"If you want to blame, blame her."
The salesperson was suddenly pushed out by the store manager and looked at the store manager in panic and fear:
"Store manager, you obviously asked me to do this, how could you let me take the blame for you?"
"What did I ask you to do?" the store manager said with a cold face: "I think it was clearly your own idea. You said she was poor and asked her to leave here. I was just cooperating with you."
The salesperson looked at the store manager with a pale face, with tears of grievance in his eyes:
"Store manager, it's obviously not my problem, why do you want to accuse me unjustly?"
"You forced me to do this because you wanted to fire me to please a VIP client."
"If you didn't use the reason of firing me to force me, I wouldn't frame Mo Wushuang at all."
The store manager raised his hand and slapped the salesperson: "What are you talking about?"
"If you still want to work at Diling, you'd better apologize to Miss Mo Wushuang honestly and stop trying to make excuses."
"Think about your son who still needs to take medicine and see a doctor!"
When the salesperson heard the store manager's words, his pupils suddenly shrank, and then he knelt down obediently to Mo Wushuang:
"Miss Mo, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. It's because I look down on others, and it's because I'm obsessed with things that I slander you."
"I'm sorry, please forgive me."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and slapped herself.
Mo Wushuang frowned slightly as he looked at the salesperson's puppet-like appearance.
She suddenly stepped forward, held the salesperson's wrist, and said with a cold face:
"Are you sure you want to wipe this woman's ass for a job?"
The store manager's face turned dark when he heard this, he glanced at Mo Wushuang with black lines on his head, and said disdainfully:
"As expected, he is an uneducated and poor man, and his speech is really lacking in quality."
"Isn't it normal behavior for a salesperson to bear the consequences of what he does?"
"How can you say she's wiping my ass?"
The salesperson endured the grievance after hearing the store manager's words and choked with sobs:
"The store manager is right. I framed you. It's all my fault."
With that said, she pulled her hands away from Mo Wu's hands and slapped her cheeks hard.
In order to pay for her son's medical expenses, she had to admit this crime.
Mo Wushuang looked at the salesperson speechlessly, with a trace of unspeakable complexity flashing in his eyes.
This salesperson is really, call her pitiful! She is so pitiful.
poor person must have something mean!
Although her son needs money, she can't lose her bottom line as a person just for money!
If Mo Wushuang was successfully framed by her today, her reputation would be ruined for the rest of her life.
When Mo Wushuang saw that the salesperson had turned her face red, she couldn't bear it and directly stretched out her hand to pull the salesperson up:
"Stop it, it's not your fault. What's the use of slapping yourself?"
