Chapter 36: Suing the Lu Family

Since I have already accepted the payment, I cannot just finish half the job! The client hasn't found their daughter yet, so this matter is far from over.

Wait, the money?

The money!

She tried to log back into the Orange Video app, but unfortunately, it kept showing that her account was restricted and could not be logged in.

Stunned, she blurted out: "Ah! I can't log into my Orange Video account now, what about the money I just received?! Two thousand yuan! I haven't even had a chance to withdraw it yet. This unscrupulous video site!"

Pei Heng leaned over to take a look: "That shouldn't be right. Logically, an account with a balance shouldn't be deleted."

Jiang Zhiyue was on the verge of tears: "But they don't follow logic! There isn't even any customer service on there. This is too much! Who is the boss of Orange Video? I’m going to draw a talisman to curse the company's money tree!"

Jiang Zhiyue was truly furious; that was her money!

Damn them!

Pei Heng quickly comforted her: "Don't worry, don't worry. Little Jiang, rest assured. I was the one who told you to start the livestream; I will definitely help you get that money back. Orange Video is backed by the Lu family. Coincidentally, our company's legal department is currently preparing to sue Lu Yan for having people use illicit means to steal my private information. We might as well have them sue the Lu Group for arbitrarily banning user accounts and misappropriating user funds at the same time! I won't just get your original money back; I'll make them pay for emotional distress as well!"

"The Lu Group?"

Jiang Zhiyue finally understood. No wonder she kept getting banned the moment she started streaming; it turned out they were the ones pulling the strings.

"Let's go, let's find that couple." She was now full of fighting spirit.

Pei Heng took the backpack from Jiang Zhiyue: "Little Jiang, did you really figure out the whereabouts of their daughter? You're amazing!"

Jiang Zhiyue turned back with a flourish: "Follow me, and I’ll show you the real world. Finding someone is nothing; the impressive stuff is yet to come. Let's go, I’ll take you to collect some merit."

It must be that dog-thief Lu Yan trying to swallow her money. Since she wasn't going to have an easy time, he shouldn't expect to have one either.

On the way, Jiang Zhiyue performed a calculation and called Sun Guifang directly. After briefly explaining the situation, she arranged to meet the couple at the Kyoto International Mall.

***

Soon after they arrived, Sun Guifang and her husband were already waiting at the main entrance of the mall.

"Are you Master Jiang? Streamer, you're finally here. Did you mean that as soon as we get here, we can see our daughter?" The couple looked very nervous, yet filled with anticipation.

"Yes. The previous livestream was banned, and to prevent any accidents, I decided to bring you here myself."

At this point, Jiang Zhiyue had already started a new livestream on the Xiao Yue Video app. This was said both to the couple and to the viewers in her new stream.

The platform gave the new account some decent exposure, so although there weren't many people watching, it wasn't dead quiet.

Jiang Zhiyue pinched her fingers to calculate, then led them into the mall and headed toward the third floor. Sun Guifang and her husband followed behind her, looking left and right, their eyes filled with an involuntary, deep yearning.

Before long, they stopped in front of a private luxury boutique.

Through the clean, transparent display window, they could see a girl in a white dress with a red silk bow in her hair, holding a finely crafted white gown against herself. Beside her, a tall, handsome man in a suit was smiling and whispering in her ear.

It looked like a picture of serene, perfect harmony.

Seeing the two of them, and connecting it to what Jiang Zhiyue had said earlier, the couple was certain that this was their daughter. However, the scene before them was so beautiful that they couldn't even imagine it—could such a wealthy and elegant girl truly be the daughter they had been searching for for so many years?

As they stood there in a daze, Jiang Zhiyue had already begun to engage with the clerk at the door.

The young clerk smiled politely: "I'm sorry, everyone. This is a private luxury boutique. If you are looking to buy ready-to-wear clothing, please check out other stores."

It wasn't the clerk's fault for misunderstanding; their group truly didn't look like people capable of shopping here.

"Hello, miss. We are here to find someone."

The beautiful clerk smiled slightly: "Little sister, if you are looking for someone, you can call them and have them come pick you up. Otherwise, we cannot let people wander into the shop."

The clerk was very polite, and it was Jiang Zhiyue’s fault for not knowing the rules. Just as she was about to honestly go wait outside, she heard a discordant voice:

"Tina, what is wrong with you? Just chase these lost beggars away; why are you being so polite to them? Don't let them disturb the VIP in the store today!"

"I'm sorry, Lucy. I'll ask them to leave immediately."

***

The viewers in the livestream were starting to lose their patience:

[Sisters, what store is this? They speak so harshly. Avoid this place.]

[Uh... if I’m not mistaken, this seems to be a well-known high-end luxury boutique in the Kyoto International Mall. Rumor has it the owner is the top international fashion designer MISS.C. A single dress here probably costs as much as a large apartment in a second or third-tier city!]

[Thanks, sister, now I'm depressed. No need to avoid it, because I can't afford it anyway.]

[This is too much! Is the dignity of poor people not dignity? Can you offend someone just by standing there for a moment? Is this "VIP" made of glass?]

Jiang Zhiyue didn't want to make things difficult for the nice clerk at the door: "Fine, fine, we'll go wait outside."

Pei Heng grabbed the edge of Jiang Zhiyue's sleeve, stopping her from backing away: "Why should we leave? I wasn't aware that a store operates on the principle of driving customers away as soon as they arrive."

Jiang Zhiyue’s eyes sparkled: "Is this place yours?"

"Ahem." Pei Heng coughed. "It’s not mine. But this is..."

The clerk named Lucy walked over, clicking her heels, her face full of annoyance: "Being poor isn't scary; what's scary is being poor and delusional. 'Yours?' Why don't you go look in a public restroom mirror and see what you look like? Get out, get out! Don't block us from doing business."

She impatiently urged Jiang Zhiyue and the others to leave. A VIP had arrived in the store today. Her commission and bonus for the month all depended on this VIP, and she absolutely couldn't let these low-class, poor people enter and offend the guest.

The clerk looked at them, feeling a bit embarrassed: "Miss, sir, why don't you come back another day?"

Pei Heng looked cold as he gazed down at Lucy—specifically, at the nametag on her chest.

"What are you looking at? You creep! Don't think that just because you're handsome you can do whatever you want. Let me tell you, my money isn't for the likes of a pretty boy like you."

Pei Heng: "..."

"Your name is Lucy?" Pei Heng clicked his tongue. "No wonder this shop’s performance is poor; it turns out it’s because you have employees who look down on people with such dog eyes!"