Sean opened the door and strode into the 4S shop. As soon as he entered, he heard a jumble of voices, harsh with men's growls and women's sobs.
When he looked around, he saw people crowding the opposite Bentley Flying Spur.
"Two million and four million! Not a penny more!"
One of them, a young man in his twenties, had his back to Sean. He was very aggressive and kept Shouting, "Last night when she was sleeping with me, she said $2. 4 million!"
"She wants to deny it now? Bah! No way! That's all I got today. I must get the car today!"
He was full of righteous indignation!
Sleep with him?
What the hell?
Frowning, Sean looked around the store, and he didn't see Cornelia, so he headed straight across to the crowd.
"Take your time, Mr. Hunter. Just calm down and speak as you wish."
A middle-aged woman smiled broadly and tried to calm the young man, "You can rest assured that we will investigate this matter as soon as possible and give you a satisfactory explanation."
"Damn you!"
The young man snorted, "What is there to investigate? In order to let me buy a car, this woman asked for my contact information yesterday afternoon, invited me to meet in the evening, and went to the hotel with me.
"In bed, she gave me this advice. She told me to bring the money today, and she said she could turn a $2. 89 million order into $2. 4 million if I give her a $100, 000 commission off the record!"
"I transferred $100, 000 to her on the spot after sleeping last night. As a result, she turned her back on me and even gave me a bill of $2. 89 million!"
"Yuck! Bitch!"
The young man grew angry and spat fiercely into the middle of the crowd.
So were the saleswomen who gave Sean the boot when he came to buy the car yesterday. With their hands clasped and their faces smirking, one of the saleswomen muttered, "Your three-month internship is up in two days. Before, you couldn't sell a single car. And now you're suddenly on the road, selling a Mulsanne yesterday and a Bentley Flying Spur today. I thought you were suddenly smart."
"Well!"
"I really did not expect that it was your heart that became wild, your face thicker and your courage stronger. You seduce clients, meet them in private rooms, sleep with them, and then try to make money from the company and line your own pockets. Damn you!"
This person, none other than the little sales foreman, was known as Mamie.
"Yeah!"
When Mamie finished, the other saleswomen chimed in, "Eat things out of the pocket, shame on you!"
"You fleeced both the company and the clients. How dare you?"
"We wouldn't have known if the client hadn't come in and complained. You're gonna get a lot out of this one, aren't you?"
"That Mulsanne yesterday, I don't know how many nights you slept with the customer!"
Every word they said was threatening!
Yesterday?
Mulsanne?
Hearing these words, Sean's stomach stomped, and his ugly expression turned worse. Could it be Cornelia, surrounded by them now, who was being bullied and abused?
So, he quickened his pace.
Out of the crowd, Sean peered through a gap in the crowd. Sure enough, a familiar figure squatted on the ground, and she was constantly reaching out to wipe tears, trembling, and sobbing.
Who else could it be but Cornelia?
At this moment, the middle-aged woman also looked down at Cornelia and asked coldly, "Cornelia, I need you to tell me the truth. Are you, as the client said, lining your pockets and trying to get a kickback?"
"No, Ms. Lee, I didn't…"
Cornelia shook her head desperately and explained, "Yesterday afternoon, the customer came to see the car, he took the initiative to ask for my contact information, and after work, he suddenly transferred to me $100, 000, called me to tell me that it was the deposit, that he took a fancy to this car and he wanted to buy it."
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