Chapter 118 Making Her Store Unprofitable

Meng Huai listened to Shang Pingying’s struggling words and chuckled.

“See no coffin, shed no tears?”

Meng Huai couldn’t steal Shang Pingying’s information; she hadn’t mastered that technology. However, she could force Shang Pingying to speak the truth. She used her mental power to invade Shang Pingying’s sea of consciousness, directly compelling Shang Pingying to open her personal terminal and find her conversation records with the seller.

The customers observing the scene saw the young girl who had initially claimed she hadn't purchased a spot now opening her personal terminal’s privacy permissions. Everyone witnessed her conversation with a seller named ‘Treasure Chest’.

Treasure Chest: Rest assured with my service. We have many hands to grab spots, which will increase the success rate.

Yingying: Don’t your agencies have some kind of software? Doesn’t that guarantee securing a spot?

Treasure Chest: Alas, it’s a long story. I don’t know if this shop has masters, but the software is completely unusable. So, we can only send more people to grab them. However, as you know, there are only a few spots available each day. Therefore, the fee… will definitely be higher.

Yingying: The fee is not a problem.

Treasure Chest: Then please rest assured. To guarantee securing a spot, we only accept one customer per day. Thus, a deposit is required from you.

Yingying: Transferring now.

Treasure Chest: Customer, we’ve secured it. Here are the screenshots and the account details.

Yingying: As expected of you. Very good.

Yingying: Transferring the rest.

Treasure Chest: Received. We welcome future collaborations!

These chat records were seen by everyone present. The murmurs around grew louder: “She really bought it!”

“Yes, so much money could have paid for several doses of medicinal cuisine! She’s really willing to spend!”

“But what happened to her? Why did she expose herself?”

“She’s foolish, isn’t she?”

Meng Huai withdrew her soul-controlling power from Shang Pingying. Because her ability to control soul power was very proficient, Shang Pingying suffered no damage. However, she clearly remembered what she had just done.

Shang Pingying was surprised by her own actions, and Meng Yixin also felt extremely embarrassed.

Meng Yixin was furious: This happened last time! This is exactly what happened last time. Every time she encounters this woman, nothing good happens! This feeling is terrible; she didn’t want to stay here and be humiliated further. Thinking this, Meng Yixin tugged at Shang Pingying’s sleeve, “Sister Yingying, let’s leave first!”

Shang Pingying pulled Meng Yixin, let out a ‘humph,’ and left. She didn’t even say any harsh words; it was just too embarrassing.

Watching the two of them leave in a sorry state, Meng Huai said to Sister Ting, “Continue with your work. It’s nothing.”

The guests, seeing that there was no more excitement, returned their attention to the delicious food.

Xie You watched the two young girls gain nothing, glanced at Meng Huai, and then continued his work.

Xie You wondered: Was that mental perception manipulation just now?

If Meng Huai knew his question, she would have told him: The theory is similar.

However, Xie You turned away and dismissed the thought. Such an ability, even he himself would find it difficult to operate so discreetly without being detected. Moreover, after such an operation, the person’s mental state would not be so clear.

Xie You did not know how Meng Huai operated, but he still believed that this must have been done by the boss. It seemed this boss was not someone who could be easily bullied!

Xie You’s impression of Meng Huai changed again.

They thought the matter was over, but Shang Pingying could not swallow her pride after returning. Meng Yixin, recalling the two embarrassing experiences, was also very angry, smashing countless items.

The two sat together, and Meng Yixin was puzzled why Shang Pingying had confessed without being pressured, “Sister Yingying, what happened to you then? Why did you expose yourself?”

Shang Pingying gritted her teeth and said, “It must have been Meng Huai’s doing! You don’t know, she understands some metaphysical arts, she’s so mysterious! Besides that, I can’t think of any other reasonable explanation!”

“I couldn’t control myself at all!”

“Metaphysical arts?”

Meng Yixin didn’t understand what these arts entailed, but she believed what Shang Pingying said. After all, Shang Pingying was even more embarrassed than she was, as it was she who had lost face.

Meng Yixin asked, “Then, Sister Yingying, what should we do? I can’t stand this!”

How could Shang Pingying stand it? Losing face in front of so many people was something she had never experienced.

Shang Pingying pondered for a moment and thought of a plan, “Since she’s running a restaurant, she must be concerned about the health department’s inspections, right? Let’s cause some trouble for her.”

Hearing this, Meng Yixin understood Shang Pingying’s intentions.

“That sounds good! I’ll make a call and have someone pay attention to their shop.”

Shang Pingying knew fewer people than Meng Yixin. After all, her family was dependent on Marshal Meng. Meng Yixin, the little princess, was different from her; she knew more people.

For Meng Yixin, this matter was just a matter of making a communication call, and many people would eagerly rush to handle it.

After Meng Yixin hung up the communication, Chen Deye, who had received her call, was asked by his friend, “What’s going on? I rarely see you so polite to anyone.”

Chen Deye complained helplessly to his friend, “It’s that young lady from the Meng family. I don’t know who offended her. She asked me to cause trouble for a shop, alas.”

In fact, Chen Deye was annoyed by such bullying based on status, but he couldn’t afford to offend the young lady from the Meng family, so whether he wanted to or not, he had to do it.

Chen Deye’s friend, Jia Dongzhao, asked, “The Meng family? Marshal Meng’s daughter? I remember her personality was quite good.”

“Who says not? She’s less lovable as she grows older.”