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"Get out of my way! I'm looking for her!"
Zhang Feng remained silent, coldly watching Su Qing.
Seeing her gaze, Su Qing panicked a little. The people around also sensed Zhang Feng's terrifying presence. They didn't point fingers or whisper, but they were all surprised at where Zhang Feng came from.
Finally, Zhang Long pushed his way through the passage, and Shen Yan slowly walked over.
Those who had been pushed aside were initially resentful, but when they saw Zhang Feng respectfully bow to Shen Yan, they swallowed their words.
"Boss, these people bumped into Miss Sang Zhi and got into a conflict. I saw them about to start a physical altercation, so I came out to stop them."
"it is good."
Shen Yan walked up to Sang Zhi with his hands in his pockets, then spread his hands and smiled, "Little Sang Zhi, I heard you got into a fight. How was it? Your brother Shen Yan isn't late, is he?"
Shen Yan's relaxed and humorous tone was clearly meant to comfort Sang Zhi.
Upon seeing him approach, Sang Zhi, already feeling wronged, immediately threw herself into his arms, saying in a tearful voice, "Brother Shen Yan, I'm so scared, waaaah~"
"They were the ones who bumped into me. I was standing there without moving. Then he came over and bumped into me, and the milk tea got his clothes dirty."
"Instead of apologizing, he... he even accused me of hitting him and demanded money from me. I wanted to... I wanted to call you, but he... he even took my phone away."
"Also, he said I couldn't afford to pay, so he told me..."
"Woooooo~"
Sang Zhi, tears streaming down her face, sobbed, finally able to release her emotions...
Shen Yan was like a prince from Sang Zhi's fairy tale, coming to save her.
Although the conversation was fragmented, Shen Yan had a general understanding of the situation.
He smiled and gently patted Sang Zhi's back, softly comforting her, "Look how wronged little Sang Zhi is, don't cry, don't cry, I'll help you get revenge."
"Uh-huh...."
Sang Zhi wiped away her tears and realized that she was hugging Shen Yan. Her face flushed slightly, but she didn't let go. Instead, she hugged him even tighter.
Noticing that Sang Zhi was exerting more and more force, Shen Yan broke free for a moment, patted her head, and slowly took a few steps forward.
Approaching Su Qing, he said expressionlessly, "Cellphone."
"me...."
"That was...that was...she...she paid me back."
Facing Shen Yan, Su Qing felt immense pressure.
Although Shen Yan was not much older than him, he felt that Shen Yan was as terrifying as a mountain, and he could hardly breathe.
"I said, cell phone."
Shen Yan was too lazy to waste words with the other party.
Regardless of who is right or wrong, he is generally the type to side with his relatives, not with those in the right.
Moreover, Su Qing and her group went too far this time.
Stealing a phone as compensation is already excessive, let alone targeting Sang Zhi.
Let alone part-time jobs or anything like that, Shen Yan isn't someone who doesn't know anything. Men understand men best, and he could tell what Su Qing was thinking from her words.
"Why should I give it to you? This is her compensation. Let me tell you, unless you pay me, otherwise... if you touch me, I'll call the authorities and have you arrested."
Su Qing was already terrified; only by facing Shen Yan directly could she feel the oppressive aura emanating from him.
Even if.
He did not show anger.
Seeing that the other party was slow to give it to him, Shen Yan was too lazy to waste words with them and simply waved his hand.
Zhang Feng and Zhang Long walked directly towards Su Qing.
Seeing the two of them approaching, Su Qing took several steps back in fright, pointing the milk tea in her hand at them: "What...what are you going to do? In broad daylight, with so many people watching, are you going to hit me?!"
Su Qing's movements were very exaggerated, and the milk tea gushed out of the straw, with a few drops spilling onto Shen Yan's clothes.
Shen Yan glanced down and slowly raised his hand, causing Zhang Feng and Zhang Long to stop immediately.
Seeing them stop, Su Qing thought she had intimidated them, so she straightened up and pretended to be tough, saying, "Let me tell you, I'm not afraid of you. There are so many people watching here."
But then he heard Shen Yan say, "Zhang Long, go find the person in charge of the mall and get the surveillance video from this period. Also, notify the lawyer to come over."
Then he looked at Zhang Feng and said, "Notify Madeline and tell her that her clothes have been soiled. Send someone to assess the damage."
"Damage assessment for clothes"—what a niche term.
When Shen Yan said this, not only Su Qing, but everyone around was stunned.
"Damage assessment for clothes? I didn't...did I hear that right? Clothes can be damaged?"
"I've only ever heard of giving cars and houses as gifts, this is the first time I've given clothes. Do clothes even need to be assessed for damage?"
"I've never heard of him before. Is this guy just putting on an act?"
5.1 “How would I know?”
"Does anyone understand? Can you explain it?"
"..."
The crowd discussed it amongst themselves, but they didn't think too deeply about it, mainly because Shen Yan's words were so unfamiliar.
Su Qing also came to her senses at this moment, and looked at Shen Yan with a sneer, like an excited monkey: "Haha, you're so funny, you even need to assess the damage to your clothes."
"How much are your clothes worth? You look so respectable, but I didn't expect you to be such a show-off."
"Oh, I see. You're trying to use this method to avoid paying for my clothes, right? You've got some ideas, really some ideas. You've really opened my eyes."
Before Shen Yan could answer Su Qing's sneer, a clear, cold voice rang out.
"I'm sorry, but I don't quite agree with what this friend said."
As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Siyi slowly walked out from the crowd. She first nodded politely to Shen Yan, and then explained loudly, "Perhaps you don't know, the clothes this gentleman is wearing were designed by Ms. Medellin, a master in the fashion world and a well-known designer for various luxury brands in different countries."
"The fabrics were collected from fifteen countries and sewn by the personal tailor of the Madeleine, who was a royal patron of the British Empire. The custom-made price exceeded US$150 million."
"This gentleman's clothes cost more than 150 million."
"Now that it's dirty, it really should be assessed for damage, because every time it gets dirty and needs cleaning, its value drops drastically."
His words stunned everyone.
No, we recognize every single word you say, so how come it's so obscure and hard to understand when put together as a sentence?
What famous designer?
The fabrics were collected from fifteen countries.
The clothes cost over 150 million?
It's still in US dollars?!
Am I still half asleep, or has the world gone mad?!
093 A corner of the Heavenly Palace, the matter is over, Uncle, Uncle, you'll never lose.
"You...you...you're talking nonsense!?"
Upon hearing Shen Siyi's words, Su Qing was so shocked she almost jumped up, pointing at Shen Siyi with an incredulous expression.
Then, as if remembering something, he looked at Shen Yan and Shen Siyi with a confident expression, as well as Sang Zhi, who had just been "coerced" by him.
He looked at the three men with a sense of relief and said, "I understand now. You're all in cahoots, you're liars, you're scammers!"
"Give me $150 million worth of clothes? Do you think I'm stupid?"
"Fake, it's all fake!"
Su Qing raised her head, as if she saw through everything.
The people around him nodded in understanding when they heard his words.
It's not that these people are easily fooled, but rather that it seems too outrageous.
We know that wealthy people have high spending power; clothes costing tens or hundreds of thousands of yuan will definitely be bought by many wealthy people.
Even if those clothes are expensive, wealthy people would wear them to formal occasions. How could they believe that Shen Yan was dressed so casually?
Actually, not to mention them, even the Medellin team that designed the clothes for Shen Yan couldn't believe it.
After all, the clothes they make are for formal occasions or private parties.
But Shen Yan was different; he simply told them to relax however they wanted.
Regardless of the occasion, it's just everyday wear.
It was only because Shen Yan readily gave them the money that Medellin and the others believed him; otherwise, they would have thought Shen Yan was a fraud.
Shen Siyi was speechless at the other party's words.
Having frequented the fashion industry, especially internationally, she, as an insider, could naturally tell at a glance the fabric choices, craftsmanship, and logos.
But those who don't understand truly don't understand these values.
She knew it was pointless to say anything, so she could only shrug and choose to ignore it.
"See, you can't even find a reason now, huh? You're trying to scam money too. As a law-abiding citizen, I'm reporting you to the authorities right now!"
As he spoke, Su Qing took out his phone, pretending to report to the authorities. However, while saying he was going to report, he glanced at Shen Yan and the others, waiting for them to flee in panic or beg for mercy.
To his disappointment, Shen Yan and his group just stared blankly at him, making no attempt to stop them.
No, they're not afraid?
Su Qing was somewhat taken aback.
Just as he was in a daze, he saw a group of people rushing over from not far away. They squeezed through the crowd and came straight to Shen Yan.
"Oh, dear Shen, I never expected to meet you here in 06."
"When I learned that you were playing in my masterpiece and someone had dirtied your clothes, I rushed over immediately."
The person speaking at the front was a blonde woman, dressed very fashionably, and around fifty years old.