I am not just a tycoon-Chapter 790 - 465: Sensible Behaviors Are Naturally Rewarded, Stirring Up a Hornet’s Nest_2

Peng Yayun grumbled, "But we still need to think of a solution."

Shi Zhixuan thought for a moment and said, "We've paid for seven days but only used two. We can ask her to refund the remaining five days, and then look for another studio."

Peng Yayun sighed, "Looks like that's our only option."

......

Ruofeng Dance Studio.

The owner, Wu Rui, was making promises to a client, "Just show up at 7 p.m. tonight; it's all been taken care of."

The female client asked, "There won't be any issues, right?"

""No issues. They wouldn't dare.""

Wu Rui chuckled, "They're just a few naive college girls. Besides, it's not like the school is organizing anything; no one from the school will interfere."

This particular client paid double the rate to rent a studio for half a month and came through a referral. Of course, Wu Rui would prioritize her.

Ruofeng had four dance studios: one reserved for her own dance troupe and three others rented out during peak hours. Initially, Wu Rui hesitated about which client to reschedule, but then she noticed one group was just three college girls. The choice became obvious.

College girls are timid and lack social experience. What can they do in situations like this aside from silently enduring?

Anyway, it's not like she's keeping their payment without offering them anything—just asking them to switch to a different time.

The client nodded, "As long as there are no hiccups, we'll come in the evening to practice."

Wu Rui said confidently, "Don't worry about it."

After seeing the client off, Wu Rui instructed the receptionist, "At 7 p.m., if those three college girls show up again, stop them from going in."

The receptionist was a young woman who felt empathetic toward the girls. Hesitating, she mumbled, "Boss, but they..."

Wu Rui's gaze instantly turned icy, "Do you have a problem with that?"

"No, no. I'll do what you say, boss."

The receptionist lowered her head. Though she felt her boss lacked professional ethics, what choice did she have given her position?

Just then, Wu Rui's phone rang. Seeing it was that "Shi"-named college student calling again, her brows furrowed.

Ugh, calling again? How annoying!

Wu Rui impatiently answered, "Hello, what is it?"

On the other end, Shi Zhixuan tried to sound as polite as possible, "Miss Wu, we'd like to discuss something with you. Since we can't work out the scheduling conflict, could you refund our payment so we can find another studio to practice in?"

Wu Rui coldly replied, "You agreed to the terms when booking—no refunds after payment."

The phone was on speaker, and Peng Yayun's anger flared upon hearing this. "You breached the contract first, which is why we're asking for a refund! If you hadn't breached it, would we even be requesting this? This is clearly your fault!"

Irritated, Wu Rui said, "Don't be ridiculous. When did I breach the contract? It's just a schedule adjustment."

"Aren't you worried your greed will catch up to you?!" Peng Yayun shouted.

Wu Rui scoffed, "Young lady, being loud won't make you right."

Then, in a detached tone, she added, "You can come between 4 p.m. and 6 p.m. or wait until another studio is available. It's up to you."

Refund? Dream on!

With that, she hung up. Listening to the "beep beep beep" of the disconnected call, Shi Zhixuan and Aisha exchanged looks.

"This is just too much, too much!"

In the classroom, Peng Yayun paced furiously, unable to calm her frustration.

"Should we wait until another studio opens up?"

Aisha cautiously suggested.

"You actually trust this scam artist?"

Peng Yayun fumed, "If another studio does become available, she'll definitely charge us additional fees. I refuse to believe her anymore!"

"Then what do we do?"

With her adorable face hanging low, Aisha asked helplessly.

Peng Yayun stomped her foot in frustration, "I don't care! If you all want to endure this, go ahead, but I can't! I'm calling Shen Yuan right now!"

.....

Silver Lake Bay Villa.

Shen Yuan was having breakfast when he received Peng Yayun's call. After listening, he gave a simple "Mm" and said, "Send me the name of the dance studio. I'll take care of the rest."

After hanging up, Shen Yuan called Chenlang's law firm director, Mao Mingcheng. After hearing the situation, Mao replied earnestly, "Mr. Shen, don't worry. We'll handle this properly and guarantee you a satisfactory outcome."

Once he contacted the law firm, Shen Yuan also called Yu Jifeng, who, aside from managing the physical examination centers, was responsible for a few yoga studios and dance schools.

"Old Yu, have you heard of Ruofeng Dance Studio?"

The person on the other end paused for a moment before replying, "Is it the one near the international campus?" ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"Yes."

"I've heard of it. The owner wanted to collaborate with us, but her studio is too small and lacks sufficient scale, so we declined."

Since Jingfu expanded outward, acquiring and merging several yoga studios and dance schools, it had become the largest health management company in Lu District. With both online and offline operations running smoothly, they possessed the largest customer base.

As a result, many struggling yoga studios, small gyms, and dance schools wanted to partner with them, proposing various collaboration and profit-sharing options. Of course, Yu Jifeng didn't accept all offers—they only considered those with adequate qualifications and scale.

"This owner has done some questionable things," Shen Yuan stated.

Yu Jifeng paused briefly before responding with serious intent, "Understood, Mr. Shen."

"Mm."

.....

In the general manager's office of the Jingfu Physical Examination Center.

"Although Mr. Shen didn't spell it out, his tone made it clear. It's been a while since I've had a chance to prove myself in front of him; I need to handle this beautifully."

Thinking this, Yu Jifeng quickly began making calls.

First, he contacted Jingfu's public relations director.

"Hey, Old Li? I need you to quickly spread negative news about Ruofeng Dance Studio online... Yes, the one near the international campus."

"...."

"Don't ask too much. I'm just following orders."

"Got it, got it."

Old Li immediately understood; who else could instruct Yu besides their boss?

The boss's orders are my orders—execution starts now!

Next, Yu Jifeng called the managers of several large dance studios in Lu District.

"You guys know the owner of Ruofeng Dance Studio, right? Spread rumors about her chaotic private life within the industry... Don't add anything else; once the gossip spreads, people will naturally start saying she has HIV or genital warts or something like that."

After these calls, he then reached out to various market oversight offices, fire departments, and tax authorities... Having worked in the industry for years, Yu had amassed an extensive network. Considering Shen Yuan's connections to District Chief Hua, these departments would easily grant favors on matters that didn't cross ethical boundaries.

.....

At 3 p.m., Wu Rui had just closed another substantial deal, cheerfully escorting her client to the elevator.

In this line of business, as long as there's a steady customer base, profits are guaranteed. Oddly enough, despite poor performance in the last two months—almost compelling her to seek collaboration with Jingfu—her business had been thriving lately.

"Perhaps this is fate~" Wu Rui mused happily.

Just then, the receptionist frowned and handed her a phone, "Boss, take a look at this."

Wu Rui saw the Douyin interface and glared in disapproval, "You have time to browse Douyin during work hours? Is your workload insufficient?"

The receptionist defended herself, "No, boss, just watch the video."

Wu Rui scowled at her but turned her attention to the screen. Her expression quickly darkened, her frown growing deeper.

"Star City's Ruofeng Dance Studio Exposed: Deceptive sales practices, individual losses ranging from 3,000–10,000 yuan..."

"Ruofeng Dance Studio refund disputes: Breaches contracts but refuses refunds..."

"Ruofeng Dance Studio accused of wage arrears: Employees claim three months without pay, while the boss reportedly bought a Porsche last month..."

Wu Rui's eyes gleamed with malice as she slammed the receptionist's desk, "Slander, all slander!"

The receptionist flinched, but before she could respond, two uniformed public officials walked in.

Approaching Wu Rui, they said sternly, "Are you Wu Rui, the legal entity of Ruofeng Dance Studio? We're from the Lu District Market Supervision and Administration Bureau..."

Before they finished their sentence, more officials from the tax and fire departments arrived.

"Are you Wu Rui, the legal entity of Ruofeng Dance Studio? We're from Xingcheng Tax Bureau's Lu District branch..."

Did I stir up a hornet's nest? Wu Rui's face turned pale, her legs nearly giving out beneath her. She almost collapsed but was steadied by the receptionist, who pointed to two impeccably dressed middle-aged men.

"Boss... there are two more."

The man with gold-rimmed glasses and neatly groomed hair stepped forward, extending his business card politely, "Hello, are you Wu Rui, the legal entity of Ruofeng Dance Studio? I'm from Chenlang Law Firm..."