Hubby, Please Spare Me

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"Okay. Come here tomorrow and give me 200,000, and I will remit it to your company." Chen Ming readily agreed.

Shui Miaomiao ignited hope, but it was easier than she thought to solve the problem.

"Thank you Mr. Chen." Shui Miaomiao bowed and thanked.

Chen Qiang's vanity was satisfied, and his face glowed with red light, exaggerating: "I didn't expect Shui's talents like you."

"What kind of talent needs you to be so boastful. I want to be knowledgeable." An equally fat middle-aged woman came in and glanced displeasedly at Shui Miaomiao, looking at Chen Qiangdao.

"Oh, Shui's employees said that they gave us 200,000. Let's collect these 200,000 and then send those tiles to us." Chen Qiang said to his wife with a good temper.

"I said you are stupid." Mrs. Chen's fat hand poked Chen Qiang's forehead. "What are we going to do with those poor-quality tiles? Those two hundred thousand wouldn't be able to pay, you are now helping People launder money."

"No, no, no, it's not black money." Shui Miaomiao said immediately, shaking his hand.

Mrs. Chen stared at Shui Miaomiao harshly and said, "It's not black money that makes us turn around. If you are really sincere, you should send another 200,000 goods. The satisfaction we see here will naturally continue. If you are not satisfied with the cooperation, don't even think about getting money for the 200,000 people behind you."

Shui Miaomiao was speechless by Mrs. Chen.

"Why. Looking at you, you still have no confidence in your products. You have no confidence. What to say to correct, what to say is hypocritical. You are abducted, and you want us to give praise. You are simply It's just a dream." Mrs. Chen said hotly.

Shui Miaomiao discovered that Mrs. Chen was the biggest ruffian.

"If I send another 200,000 ceramic tiles and ask a quality expert to check, if there is no problem, can you send us the previous 200,000 tiles?" Shui Miaomiao asked restrainedly.

Mrs. Chen sneered a few times, "I think you are stupid, you can send another 200,000 goods, this batch of goods, no problem, I paid you 200,000, the goods in front of you are inferior, I Why should I pay you again?"

"Then, Mrs. Chen, I probably understand what you mean. Look at this. Since you said that the batch in front of me is defective, I want to recycle it all back. This is originally our company's product, okay? ?" Shui Miaomiao said with a smile.

"What can you do, leave me alone." Mrs. Chen shouted angrily.

"Or, if you accept the first plan, I will give you 200,000, and you will send it to my company. In addition, I hope to hear my company's praise, okay?" Shui Miaomiao is still very angry. Said.

"Go. What virtue, on my site, it's your turn to talk nonsense here." Mrs. Chen pulled Shui Miaomiao's arm out of place unreasonably.

"What's wrong with this?" a middle-aged man outside asked in surprise.

Mrs. Chen saw the middle-aged man immediately smiled and said, "A salesperson. I most dislike this kind of dead-selling salesperson. President Yang, how come you came here in person?"

"Salesman, what do you sell?" Yang asked, looking at Shui Miaomiao.

"Sell tiles, they don't work. The tiles inside are full of bubbles, and they break when touched. You have to give us good reviews. Come and threaten me. You are funny." Mrs. Chen smiled and said in disdain.

"Sell ceramic tiles. Let's call them together. My boss came here today. If he looks at you, you will have a chance to get rich in the future." Yang said.