As soon as Wang Huanhuan finished speaking, Manager Zheng, who originally looked displeased due to her action of snatching the check, suddenly changed his expression, becoming more solemn.
The teller who was serving Mu Jinyu couldn't help but be shocked, thinking it shouldn't be right; she had just reviewed it several tis with the manager, and indeed, the check was real.
But why would this heavily made-up woman claim that Mu Jinyu was a scamr and the check was fake?!
She was baffled.
The people around, having heard Wang Huanhuan's loud words, now looked at Mu Jinyu with strange gazes, whispering among themselves, not knowing what they were saying.
Mu Jinyu watched as Wang Huanhuan rudely snatched his check and then even called him a scamr, his brows imdiately furrowed.
He looked closely at Wang Huanhuan for a mont but didn't rember ever seeing her before. So why was she calling him a scamr?
Why care why she was scolding him? Since she dared to call him a scamr, he would retort!
Mu Jinyu's face darkened, he sneered and said, "Idiot, shit can be eaten randomly, but words cannot be spoken carelessly. You say my check is fake, where did you get the courage?!"
Manager Zheng had also recovered from his shock by now, hearing Mu Jinyu's retort, he nodded slightly, his gaze scrutinizing Wang Huanhuan as he said, "Right, Ms. Wang, you claim Mr. Mu's check is fake. Do you have any evidence?"
"What evidence?" Wang Huanhuan sneered.
She had also snapped out of her shock. Initially, she had planned to secretly follow Mu Jinyu and gather evidence.
But now that she had accidentally spoken out, there was no need to hide anymore. She could boldly reveal the true face of Mu Jinyu, the scamr, in front of everyone, record it, and show it to Trotsky, shaming Mu Jinyu and helping Trotsky to realize his mistake sooner. It was killing two birds with one stone.
After a sneer, Wang Huanhuan, waving the check in one hand and hands on her hips, said, "Do you think I, as the CEO of Huanyue Group with a net worth over a billion, need to lie to you?"
After a pause, she continued, "Of course, if you want evidence, I will certainly provide it. First, Manager Zheng, please confirm who issued this check?"
Manager Zheng had checked several tis already and imdiately said, "It's from Xueyin Group's i Yinxue, Ms. i herself."
"Yes," Wang Huanhuan swung the check and said, "Then you must have heard of who President i is?"
Manager Zheng's expression subtly changed upon hearing this.
i Yinxue's background was quite complicated. The ordinary people in River City might not know much, but he was sowhat aware.
i Yinxue, she was a bigshot in the underworld, with countless blood on her hands. One of her nicknas was i Drinks Blood.
Xueyin Group was the company she established after laundering her past and going legitimate, and it was deeply unfathomable. For origınal chapters go to novel·fire·net
Would soone like i Yinxue give Mu Jinyu forty million?
The possibility was there but incredibly slim, almost negligible.
So… could it be that the check Mu Jinyu held was really fake?
Although Manager Zheng wavered in his initial thoughts, he was not completely swayed by Wang Huanhuan's few words.
"Is that all?" Manager Zheng shook his head and said, "Ms. i rarely issues checks to individuals, but that doesn't an she wouldn't issue one to Mr. Mu."
Wang Huanhuan sneered, "Once you hear what I have to say, you'll know if it's true or false."
After speaking, Wang Huanhuan gathered her thoughts and began, "Do you know why I knew he was a fraudster?"
Manager Zheng didn't utter a sound.
Wang Huanhuan didn't really care, but she didn't keep them hanging any longer and continued, "Because, yesterday I was with two executives from Face of Jade Group, eting a foreign fashion master to discuss possible collaborations, and then, the people from Face of Jade Group brought out a pair of boxer briefs..."
Manager Zheng listened silently to Wang Huanhuan's analysis. First, she explained how Trotsky was stunned by the fabric of the boxer briefs, willing to spend tens of millions, even over a hundred million, to acquire them, but then Gu Xiyan and the others got a hold of him, and they signed a contract with Trotsky. The next day, they took this guy Mu Jinyu to et with Trotsky.
After the eting was over, Gu Xiyan only gave Mu Jinyu one hundred thousand yuan.
As she spoke, Wang Huanhuan pointed towards the counter Mu Jinyu had previously faced, saying, "That one hundred thousand yuan is still in there, that money must be real, but the forty million could never be real!"
"Why?" Manager Zheng asked.
He thought, even if Mu Jinyu earned those one hundred thousand by cheating, it's clear those boxer briefs were indeed quite enticing. Why couldn't he con i Yinxue out of forty million?
But as his position held, he couldn't voice such thoughts out loud in the lobby with everyone listening.
Hearing this, Wang Huanhuan imdiately scoffed, "Why, you ask? I'll tell you why. Even if this guy doesn't know the specifics about i Yinxue and dares to con her, would Gu Xiyan let him do it? It might kill him, but it could also drag her down. Why would she let him do it? So, if this forty-million check were issued by Gu Xiyan, I might still believe him a little, but issued by i Yinxue, I don't believe it at all..."
Mu Jinyu stood by, smirking as he watched them analyse.
He also found it very interesting.
Manager Zheng, upon hearing Wang Huanhuan's analysis, suddenly realized, also feeling that she was right.
In scamming foreigners, being able to hype a pair of boxer briefs to a hundred million was indeed their skill. However, Gu Xiyan only gave Mu Jinyu one hundred thousand yuan, clearly indicating that the boxer briefs were just street stall goods, and chiefly acquired through bluffing.
Since they were counterfeit, Gu Xiyan certainly wouldn't let Mu Jinyu go and bluff i Yinxue, that would be purely suicidal!
Although now partially believing Wang Huanhuan, after thinking it over, Manager Zheng still shook his head, "But that's just your side of the story, how can I know what the actual truth is?"
Wang Huanhuan pointed at Mu Jinyu and sneered, "Do you think him dressing like that is a rich man's peculiar hobby? Well, let tell you, he dresses like this only to please that artsy fashion master."
"If he really were a wealthy person, a distinguished guest of i Yinxue, would he need to go to the counter to deposit money? Couldn't he just go directly to the VIP room and have your manager handle it? Wouldn't being served tea and water be more comfortable?!"
With a cold laugh, as Manager Zheng's expression grew increasingly unpleasant, Wang Huanhuan decisively said, "The reason he dresses and acts this way, avoiding the VIP passage, is just to see if he could slip through unnoticed."
"Don't you understand yet, Manager Zheng? If you really can't figure it out, you could just directly call soone from Xueyin Group to confirm the truth!"
Wang Huanhuan said solemnly, as if striking him with a revelation.
After hearing this, Manager Zheng too jolted, more convinced by Wang Huanhuan's reasoning.
Although her words were all conjecture, unproven as truth, a simple call to the high-level executives of Xueyin Group would soon clear things up, wouldn't it?
Thus, Manager Zheng hesitated slightly, his expression changing several tis before he took out his phone to call a vice president of Xueyin Group.
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