Chapter Nineteen You pay the bill, I have no money

  Ma Pei was too lazy to deal with this shrew anymore and just signaled for the technical staff to explain it to her.

  The technician nodded respectfully to Ma Pei: "Yes, General Manager Ma." Then he turned to the woman and said patiently but slightly disdainfully: "This lady, please listen to my explanation. No matter what kind of goods, as long as they enter the Huayu warehouse, before being put on the shelves, they must go through our quality inspection department's inspection to ensure that the goods sold to customers are the best."

  "And among them, there is a most important process, which is to use special instruments to print scientific codes that can only be displayed through special instruments on each item of goods about to be handed over to customers. In simple terms, it is to carry out anti-counterfeiting treatment on each item of goods entering the warehouse, in order to prevent malicious individuals from using counterfeit and inferior products not sold by this mall to extort and blackmail this mall."

  At this time, the executive manager had already taken out another set of clothes from the counter and handed them over to the technician. The technician placed the instrument on it and scanned it. When it reached a certain place, the instrument emitted a "beep" confirmation sound. The technician turned his head again to look at the woman.

  Looking at the woman again, she was still calm and composed, even Ma Pei couldn't help but admire her demeanor.

  The technician glanced at the woman and continued, "Did you hear that sound, miss? Although the invoice is indeed from our Huayu, but when this set of clothes was scanned by the instrument, there was no confirmation sound. So, there are only two possibilities: one, your sister deceived you, bought a Versace suit from our Huayu and then went elsewhere to buy a fake Versace; as for the second possibility, I don't need to say it, do I, miss? In any case, one thing is very clear: this set of clothes was not sold by our Huayu."

  The crowd burst into a loud laughter, interspersed with contempt and ridicule for the woman.

  "That woman stubbornly said: 'Maybe you've forgotten one or two things? Maybe you made a batch of fake brand names just to make money and didn't do any anti-counterfeiting treatment?'"

  "Good question, ma'am," the technician said, not ashamed of her behavior but rather admiring her quick reaction. He nodded at her and then turned to explain to the onlookers: "Regarding the first question this lady just asked, we might have forgotten one or two things. Of course, if it's only one person working, such mistakes are inevitable."

  However, in Hua Yu, every step of the quality inspection process is monitored by precise instruments. In other words, after anti-counterfeiting treatment, each product will go through a quality inspection channel before it can be shipped out. This channel setting is similar to the security check setting in supermarkets. The reaction is just the opposite of the food I'm holding in my hand now - only unqualified products will sound an alarm. This ensures that there are no loopholes.

  "Second question: Maybe we brought in a batch of counterfeit brand names just to make money and didn't do anti-counterfeiting processing? To be honest, madam, you asked this question, obviously you don't know our Huayu well enough. Huayu is an industrial-type listed company, the stocks issued not only include B-shares but also Hong Kong H-shares and New York N-shares, and the first principle of our business philosophy is integrity!"

  "What's more, for Huayu, opening this mall is not for profit, but to make it a people-friendly window facing the market, as an extremely small part of the Huayu industrial chain. If you were a member of our board of directors, would you sacrifice the entire forest for a single withered leaf? Would you let the so-called 'Huaxia Dynasty' Huayu Group bear the reputation that could ruin the whole group just for a tiny bit of profit?"

  This technician is obviously often faced with such problems, or has quite familiar experience with this kind of intentional trouble, talking fluently and answering seamlessly.

  The woman, no matter how sharp-tongued she was, was left speechless by the counterattack.

  The technician solved the problem and was too lazy to bother with her again, so he packed up his equipment and said to Ma Pei: "Director Ma, can I go now?"

  Ma Pei nodded in satisfaction, then smiled at the slightly embarrassed woman and said: "Alright, ma'am, please go back and ask your sister clearly what's going on. If she still insists that this dress was bought at Huayu, you can bring her here to see me again, okay? I have something else to attend to, so I'll take my leave first."

  "Clap, clap, clap..." A calm and composed applause suddenly sounded from behind, everyone's eyes turned strangely in the direction of the woman, Ma Pei also involuntarily turned around.

  No need to doubt it, the applause was indeed from that trouble-making woman.

  At this moment, she seemed to have changed into a different person, completely unlike the overbearing and arrogant one from just now. Instead, there was a warm smile on her face, as well as an expression of admiration.

  Ma Pei was taken aback.

  The woman walked up, handed a document to Ma Pei's hand with a playful smile, and said: "Hello, General Manager Ma. Let me formally introduce myself. I am Wang Yang, a reporter from Consumer Guide Daily. This set of clothes was brought to our newspaper by a consumer for complaint. The editor-in-chief asked me to investigate this matter. However, I thought that even if we clarify this matter through formal investigation, similar incidents may still occur in the future. In order to avoid such troubles for your company in the future, I took the initiative to direct the drama earlier. Please forgive me, General Manager Ma, and don't take it personally, okay?"

  In the end, Wang Yang mischievously tilted his head and looked at Ma Pei with a faint smile.

  Ma Pei lowered his head, flipped open the press card in his hand, and secretly smiled to himself: Wang Yang, he had heard of her, a journalist known for her sharp writing style. She was said to be a woman, but many people doubted her gender. Because when she wrote commentary, her pen was so sharp that it didn't feel like a woman at all, but occasionally, you could see her emotional writings in other city-level newspapers, which were exceptionally delicate and sentimental. But he couldn't have imagined that she would turn out to be as beautiful as a flower, with such a feminine charm.

  At this time, Ma Pei returned the press card to Wang Yang and smiled: "Indeed, it's no wonder that G City's number one reporter has a style of doing things that is different from others. Ma has learned his lesson."

  Wang Yang smiled and said, "I've long heard that General Ma's management is excellent, with many talented people under his command. Today I see it for myself, and indeed it's not just a rumor. Wang Yang admires you."

  Ma waved his hand casually and said with a smile, "You're overpraising me. Now that I've revealed my true identity, Reporter Wang, would you do me the honor of going downstairs to Tea Xiuxiu for a cup of tea?"

  Wang Yang smiled and nodded cutely: "Okay, okay, after shouting for so long, I'm really a bit thirsty. But it's settled," he said very seriously, pointing at Ma Pei with his slender hand, "you're paying, I don't have money."

  Ma Pei couldn't help but be amused by her serious expression: "Of course, it's a man's honor to pay for the lady. Reporter Wang, I'm very gentlemanly."