Chapter 1547 calculation

   When some people heard this, they immediately turned around and left, wishing to hurry over. Disputes like the one just now happened every day in the capital, and they didn't take advantage of it at all.

   "Hey, I haven't said it yet, it's limited every day, you're all sold out now..."

  It's a pity that the person concerned couldn't hear this kind reminder. Many people who had just learned the news rushed to Yonghe Clothing Store, and it was too late to go.

  Ye Muyu looked at the man from the beginning to the end.

  Although she was a little surprised by the help of so many people, she knew that most of the people were simple in nature. A cotton coat could save people. Why didn’t she do it? Facts have proved that she did nothing wrong.

There was no panic or even angry expression on the man's face, he only hooked his lips, and said sarcastically: "You idiots have been deceived, Yonghe Clothing Shop sells cotton clothes at such a low price, how can it help you, clearly It is to steal the cotton from the people secretly, and on the surface it is to get everyone's support and gratitude."

   "Why do you say that?"

The man said with righteous indignation: "My family belongs to Xinghua Village. The whole village was cheated by the dignified shopkeeper of Yonghe Workshop. The cotton was robbed, so I came here just to get the cotton back. If I didn't suffer from it, I would How come you are looking for hardship."

   "Really or fake, is it true that Yonghe ... secretly robbed cotton?" Someone dared not mention Yonghe's name, and whispered doubts.

   Seeing that someone was shaken, the man pointed to the sky and said, "I swear, if you tell a lie, you will be struck with thunder."

  The ancients have always been in awe of gods and Buddhas. Men even dare to swear such a poisonous oath. Many superstitious people have been shaken.

  Ye Muyu only spoke at this time, with a slight smile on her face: "I am the boss behind Yonghe Workshop. You said that we sent people to cheat Cotton. Then, I want to ask, do you remember the appearance of those people?"

   "I remember, why don't I remember." A light flashed in the man's eyes, obviously satisfied with Ye Muyu's initiative to stand up.

  Chu Heng's eyes were cold. Although he was worried about Ah Yu, when he saw the confident light on her face, he held back and didn't want to break.

"Well, you can just draw those people. I have always done things aboveboard. I will prevent you from saying that going to prison is torture. We will let you describe it on the spot, invite someone to draw it, and draw it on the spot. There are so many people who testify. Who can hide hundreds of eyes, you say."

  The man's eyes flickered, then he straightened his neck and said, "Of course."

   Soon, the artist came over, the man described, the artist added, but the man talked about him a little bit, changing the details from time to time, which made the artist feel very puzzling, as if he was talking nonsense.

  Although he was puzzled, the artist still didn't say anything.

   It was Ye Muyu who casually reminded: "If you delay any longer, the 'witnesses' around you will be busy with work, and they will all be gone in a while."

  Cold sweat broke out on the man's forehead. He intended to delay time. You must know that if he gave a portrait of the character, it would be an ironclad evidence that the other party would hold in his hands. Maybe something would go wrong.

   "Okay, okay." The man finally finalized the portrait.

  Ye Muyu said: "Then you can sign and make a deposit."

  The man gritted his teeth and pressed his finger prints. When he raised his head, he looked around instinctively. Suddenly, his gaze paused a few times, and his eyes fluctuated a few times.

  (end of this chapter)