Chapter Eighty-Nine: It's the Woman
"Brand, brand, I don't remember, yes, it's all cowhide, yellow cowhide. The man was obviously frightened by Qi Mo's posture, and he stumbled to speak, and he couldn't get up at all.
"I only bought these shoes last week, and when I bought them, they were 1,000 and 2, and now they are worth 1,800!"
"Cowhide, it's been a week. Qi Mo wrote down his words one by one, and muttered silently in his mouth, "When I bought it, it was one thousand and two, and now the discount rate is about eighty percent, so it is nine hundred and six." ”
Hearing his words, the man took down the briefcase under his armpit and shook it arrogantly, the words in his mouth were vulgar, "Old woman, did you hear me? Nine hundred and six, get the money quickly!"
"I, I. The cleaner held his hands, hung his head, and looked panicked, "I don't, I don't have so much money to lose, and there is a grandson at home who I want to take care of, I." ”
"No money?" the man frowned viciously, his voice cold and domineering, "You broke my shoes, can you just say that you don't have money?"
The man bypassed Qi Mo, strode up to the cleaner, and pointed at her rudely, "Turn over, turn your clothes open, and pay me any money you have!"
"What are you doing!" Qi Moyi grabbed the man by the collar and pulled him aside, "Are you so threatening? Search? Are you a police officer or a judicial officer? Do you know that I can sue you!"
"Sue me?" The man pursed his lips, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he stared at the person in front of him impatiently, "Eldest sister, I will ask her to compensate according to the money you calculated, am I also wrong?"
"That's right!" Qi Mo raised his eyebrows, raised his chin, and said sharply: "But you can't search your body, Auntie has no money, I'll help her compensate!
"What? What are you talking about? You can also sue you for slandering others. The man glared at the person in front of him with fierce disgust, and raised his voice, "You said you lost, get the money quickly!"
"Take the money, take the money. Qi Mo handed the pen and paper in his hand to the cleaner next to him and took out his wallet.
The cleaner on the side looked at this scene and shook her hand uneasily, "Girl, girl, thank you for your kindness, but you don't have to do this, I, I don't have the money to pay you back." ”
She pursed her lips and hung her head uneasily.
Looking at the appearance of the cleaner, Qi Mo's heart couldn't help but feel a little sad, she frowned, patted her hand gently, and whispered comfortingly: "Auntie, don't worry, I don't have to pay you back." ”
"But. The cleaner swallowed, his pale cheeks filled with fear and helplessness.
Qiu Lan, who was standing next to her, took in the scene in front of her completely, and the man's "cowhide shoes" naturally came into her eyes.
"Finally, put your wallet away. She hooked the corners of her mouth, took a few steps forward steadily, stopped in front of the man, and gently twitched her red lips, "Auntie, you don't have to be embarrassed, you don't have to pay for these shoes, or even if you do, you only need to pay twenty or thirty yuan." ”
"What nonsense are you talking about!" The man took the briefcase and pushed Qiu Lan's shoulder with the corner of the bag, "Do you know the goods? This woman said that she would pay me nine hundred and six, what twenty or thirty!
Looking at his vulgar and rude behavior, Qiu Lan glanced at him fiercely, with murderous aura in her eyes.
"Sir, I want you to be mindful of your actions and don't do anything to me, otherwise I won't be polite to you!" she frowned, and there was a chill on her delicate features.
"These shoes of yours are not cowhide at all, I don't know if you deliberately tried to blackmail this aunt and my friend, or if you were deceived by the merchant, but your shoes are just ordinary leather, and they are not even worth sixty, let alone one thousand two. ”
As the words settled, the surrounding patients and their families all looked at the man with disdain and whispered sarcasm at him.
"You! What are you talking about!" The man gasped and looked at the person next to him, as if he had lost face, "I'll tell you, don't be a fool! I bought it in a regular shopping mall, and it can't be fake!"
"I'm not lying. Qiu Lan lowered her eyes and fixed her gaze on the shoes, "You said that these are yellow cowhide shoes, but there are obvious folds in the upper of the shoes, and they are bound with dark threads all around. ”
She raised her eyebrows, looked at the menacing man in front of her, hooked the corners of her lips indifferently, and said in a cold voice, "However, real yellow cowhide shoes have good resilience and will not have such wrinkles, and although the texture of yellow cowhide is soft, the hardness is not small." ”
"It is impossible for an ordinary binding machine to penetrate his thread binding, unless it is done by hand. ”
The professional explanation made the man obviously panicked, he swallowed nervously, and his voice was obviously a lot lower, "I, I'm doing it by hand, how about it!"
"Handmade?" Qiu Lan frowned thoughtfully, carefully examining his shoes, "But such a neat assembly line is difficult to make by hand. ”
"By the way, if the shoes are bound by machine, they will be stained with engine oil, although they will be cleaned before selling, but the aromatic hydrocarbons and other components in the oil will remain on the shoes for more than half a year. ”
She pursed her red lips, her face was a little more serious, "That's it, I still have a lot of friends in the forensic department of the police station, I will give you nine hundred and six today, you give me the shoes, and I will take them back for identification." ”
"If your shoes aren't made of cowhide, I'll sue you for blackmail. However, you now have a chance to leave with fifty dollars. Qiu Lan took out a bill from her wallet and placed it in front of him
A few words of understatement left the man speechless and lost face.
The sound of sarcasm and ridicule all around was endless.
"You, you wait for me!" the man glared at them angrily, took the bill, and left in a panic.
"Wow, Xiaolan, you're amazing. Qi Mo stood beside her, and the wonderful cowhide theory just now made her stunned.
"It's nothing, it's easy to see. Qiu Lan shrugged her shoulders and smiled at the corner of her mouth.
"Awesome!" Qi Mo gave a thumbs up and gave her a bright smile as encouragement.
Suddenly, out of the corner of Qiu Lan's eye, she caught a glimpse of the cleaner next to her and the messy cleaning tools on the ground, she walked over in small steps and picked up the things on the ground.
And Qi Mo also walked to the cleaner's side, and said softly with concern: "Auntie, are you okay? That man pushed you to the ground just now, did you hurt anything?"
"No, no, thank you. The cleaner pursed his lips and nodded slightly, a deep wrinkle forming on his brow.
"Don't thank us, Auntie, are you really okay? If you feel unwell, check it well, don't be perfunctory. Qiu Lan raised an eyebrow and glanced at the cleaner's face.
This man is so familiar.