In a cafe in Fengxiang Entertainment City.
Next to the bar, several uniformed waiters were hiding and whispering.
"did you see it?"
"She's really beautiful and has a nice voice. Isn't she a newly debuted star?"
“Take a photo and search for pictures online.”
A waiter said, quietly picking up his cell phone and preparing to take a secret photo of the woman sitting by the window.
The light is ok, the composition is ok, everything is ready.
At this moment, a man came over and blocked his camera.
"You don't even go to work, but you gather here to talk about customers. Don't you even want this month's salary?"
The foreman's scolding sounded, and everyone who had been talking about it suddenly dispersed.
He snorted coldly, then walked towards the rightful owner carrying a piece of chocolate cake.
"Miss, this is your chocolate opera house."
Tan Jiajia looked at the chocolate cake in front of her and said in surprise: "I haven't ordered it yet."
The man smiled slightly and explained:
"That's right. Miss, you happen to be the 100th customer to visit the store today. This chocolate opera house is a small gift from our store to you."
Tan Jiajia was stunned: "It's such a good thing, thank you."
"You're too kind."
This scene naturally fell into the eyes of the waiters who had just been expelled. They all despised the foreman's behavior from the bottom of their hearts.
Tan Jiajia naturally didn't know that she had caused a dispute. After hesitating for a moment, she put the fork on the table without touching the cake.
Well, she doesn’t have a sweet tooth.
At this time, a voice sounded above her head.
"Long wait, Miss Tan."
Tan Jiajia looked up and saw a capable woman with a long ponytail and a white shirt and trousers standing in front of her.
"You are Ren Shan."
Tan Jiajia immediately recognized that the person coming was Ren Shan, who asked her to meet.
Ren Shan did not deny it. She pulled out a chair and sat down. She said cheerfully while flipping through the menu:
"Miss Tan, if you need something to drink, I'll treat you."
The other party's behavior reminded Tan Jiajia of a common saying: the weasel pays New Year greetings to the rooster.
Tan Jiajia half-raised her eyelids, secretly guessing: They posted my photos online without my permission, and they must be trying to make big news.
Who knew that I had the backing of the Murong family, which made their plans come to nothing. They must have come to me today to beg me to spare them.
In this case, I will definitely blow this bullshit today.
Thinking of this, she restrained her funny temperament and acted cold and handsome:
"No, I guess you didn't invite me here just to drink coffee with me. Let's talk about business first."
Hearing her say this, the smile on Ren Shan's face did not diminish and she closed the menu.
Then he took out a stack of information and... a calculator from the bag he carried with him:
"Miss Tan is indeed a cheerful person, so I will keep the story short."
"Reset to zero..." The calculator made an emotionless mechanical sound under her operation.
"The market value of the camera you broke yesterday is eighty-nine thousand nine hundred and eighty-one. And the camera contains the news materials we shot. You will be charged twenty-thousand for lost work, for a total of one hundred nine thousand nine hundred and eighty-one."
"Miss Tan, you are so beautiful. If I give you a scratch, you will be as beautiful as one hundred and ninety-nine hundred and eighty."
The opponent's calculator clicked loudly, and the cold look on Tan Jiajia's face cracked.
She lowered her head and shouted silently in her heart: Did I get the wrong script? Why is this different from what was promised! !
After speaking, Ren Shan smiled and pushed over the stack of information that was thicker than a dime, and then said:
"Ms. Tan, all the relevant matters regarding compensation are in it. Please take a look and see if there are any problems."
Tan Jiajia glanced through it, and found that they were all extremely difficult to pronounce written terms.
She naturally remembered the stupid thing she had done, but one hundred thousand yuan was not a small amount for her now.
While reading the information, she thought about a countermeasure and decided to deceive the other party. As she thought about it, she pretended to be angry and threw the stack of information:
"Of course there is a problem. You posted my photos online without my permission and added false remarks to them, causing others to maliciously and personally attack me. I am going to sue you."
Unexpectedly, when the other party heard her words, not only was she not afraid, but she laughed out loud:
"Ms. Tan, you must provide evidence when you speak, otherwise I can sue you for defamation."
"Why...do you still want to deny it?"
Ren Shan tapped her fingers on the calculator keys a few times, grinned, and lowered her voice:
"Repudiation? How can we say we are denying something we have never done?"
Tan Jiajia's face froze when she heard this. She was right. She really had no evidence to prove that the person who posted her photos was Ren Shan.
You know, the person who initially spread the news was just a well-known internet influencer.
And it is impossible for Tan Jiajia to go to the other party to claim compensation. After all, this is not her original purpose.
Now she is truly mute and unable to express her sufferings.
When Ren Shan saw her aggrieved look, a trace of pride flashed in her eyes.
Then he spoke slowly: "Well, Miss Tan, would you like to pay by credit card or cash?"
Tan Jiajia naturally did not miss the look in the other person's eyes, but she was very confused.
Because she clearly remembered that, including the time at the airport, this was probably the second time she saw this woman named Ren Shan.
He had never offended her in any way, but why did she feel inexplicable hostility towards him.
Tan Jiajia took out her bank card from her wallet and threw it in: "Swipe the card."
As for whether there is a credit card machine here, that is not her concern. Since Ren Shan has proposed two options, she naturally has a solution.
Sure enough, Ren Shan opened her bag again, rummaged around inside, and after a few seconds, she took out a POS machine.
This is Tinkerbell's upper body, right? Tan Jiajia vomited with a mouthful of old blood.
I have a credit card machine with me. You are sure that I will pay for it today.
After a while, Ren Shan put away the things she had put out, handed the bank card and receipt to Tan Jiajia, then stood up, put on a spring-breeze smile, and said goodbye to her:
"Goodbye, Miss Tan. I really look forward to our next reunion."
Tan Jiajia looked at the series of numbers on the receipt and the balance text message sent by the bank, and couldn't help but burst into tears: "You go."
Ren Shan smiled and walked away on five-centimeter high heels.
Tan Jiajia, who was sitting alone, felt like her body had been hollowed out and all her thoughts were lost.
She caught a glimpse of the untouched cake beside her, picked up the fork again, and took a large piece of it into her mouth as if to vent her anger.
But in the next second, the features on her face wrinkled together, and the strange taste in her mouth made her quickly open her mouth and spit it out:
"It's so bitter."
