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Chapter 80 Do you call the police, or should I?

The other party handed her a piece of paper with a number written on it, followed by a w.

Jiang Sier smiled slightly, glanced at it and pushed the paper back: "No hurry. We'll talk about the compensation later. Let's talk about the refund first."

"I want to know whether you plan to continue the music festival tomorrow or cancel it."

"It's like this, Mr. Jiang. Our tickets sold very well this time... so can we continue the event? We will inform everyone later that Mr. Bai can't attend, and try to minimize some losses. As you know, our other artists and music teams are here."

"Later? When is later?"

"Um, how about tomorrow afternoon?"

At noon, not much time left before the music festival started, almost everyone was queuing up to check in and enter.

If there are fans who want to occupy the front row, some will queue up at night.

Jiang Sier smiled, "Isn't it a little too late?"

"Probably not?"

Jiang Sier nodded, and the other party thought she agreed, "Then let's..."

"No." Jiang Si'er put down the cup and said in a deep voice: "I'll give you one hour to either cancel the performance or announce that Bai Xu is injured and will miss tomorrow's performance."

"This……"

"I'm not negotiating with you."

Jiang Sier turned on her phone and saw that she was on a call. She pressed the speakerphone button and said, "Lao Gao, is the statement ready? Ask someone to keep an eye on the official Weibo account. If there is no relevant notification after an hour, there is no need to wait. The Croissant official Weibo account will issue a statement directly."

"Understood." Lao Gao responded.

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Sier tapped on the screen and sent the prepared documents to the organizer. "The things have been sent. You can take a look."

The other party clicked it with trepidation and found that it contained a refund plan listed by Croissant. The content was exactly the same as what Bai Xu had said in the morning: a refund plus full airfare and hotel expenses.

"..."

"Boss Jiang, this really won't work. We just did a rough estimate, and this amount of money is not a small amount. It will exceed our profit."

"We can only refund tickets and reimburse 30 percent of the airfare and hotel expenses."

"In full."

"We will also have to pay for Mr. Bai's medical expenses and other compensation later. We really can't afford this, Mr. Jiang. If you can cooperate with us and release the news of Mr. Bai's absence tomorrow and let some fans in first, we can give you a full refund for the rest."

"..." Jiang Sier raised his eyebrows, "Are you throwing the problem to me?"

"No, Mr. Jiang, we really have no other options."

"If there is no other way, let's just go through the legal process." Jiang Sier took out his business card and put it on the table. "This is the phone number of Croissant's legal department. You can wait for his call."

"Boss Jiang, can we discuss this further? We don't want to make things so awkward, it's best if we can all get along."

"Is your attitude that you want to solve the problem? Are you just going to throw the can down the drain?" Jiang Sier put away the things. "If you solve it according to our wishes, we can still cooperate with you and you won't be scolded too much."

"I know Mr. Jiang is doing this for our own good, but we really can't afford it. We've been discussing this for hours, and you can see that everyone has a sad face. We really can't do anything. We don't make much profit, and we just want to invite a few singers we like to have some fun. We don't expect to make any money."

"From what I know, your ticket prices this time are about 100 to 200 yuan higher than other music festivals. Almost all tickets are sold out, and you started marketing early in the morning. You tell me you don't want to make money?"

"..."

Jiang Sier sneered, "Do you think that I don't understand the market since this is my first day in this field?"

"no……"

Jiang Sier waved his hand, "Full refund, no room for negotiation. As for the subsequent compensation, I can accept the amount you offer, but the premise is a full refund." "If you agree, then hurry up to notify the fans, process the refund, protect everyone's interests, and let everyone take the money home. We are not in a hurry for the subsequent compensation, I will give you time."

-

Coming out of the backstage lounge, Jiang Sier walked around to the front of the stage and took a closer look at the layout of the stage.

Someone from the organizer came to see her off, and seeing that she was looking at the stage, he kindly pointed her in the direction: "This is where you fell."

Jiang Sier raised his head in the direction of the other person's finger.

Right in the center, there was indeed a missing light.

Jiang Sier frowned slightly, "The left and right ones are fine, but the one in the middle of the stage just happened to be lost."

The organizers were also troubled. "That's right. Who knew it would be such a coincidence? Oh, maybe the date was not chosen well. I should have checked the almanac earlier."

Ignoring the other party's complaints, Jiang Si'er walked up the stairs to the stage and observed the spotlights above from close range.

The lights are positioned very high, so details are hard to see.

After looking around, she went to the backstage and moved a chair to step on it.

"Hey, Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Sier ignored the other party's obstruction, stepped on the chair, tiptoed slightly, and got closer to take a closer look.

Although there is still some distance, it is clearer than from below.

"How could this fall off?" Jiang Si'er questioned, and unwillingly borrowed the drummer's drumstick to gently poke the lamps nearby. They were all very solid, as if they were welded on.

Jiang Sier spun the drumstick in his hand, chuckled, and said to the people below: "Do you want to call the police, or should I do it?"

-

The music festival was completely cancelled. The police came to the scene and took a group of people away for questioning. Jiang Sier dragged his tired body and followed them.

While waiting, Jiang Si'er was not idle and was always on the phone with the company.

"There's nothing going on here, you can go back first." It was getting dark, and the police kindly advised her to go home after seeing her tired face. "We will notify you if there is any follow-up news."

"Thank you. You've worked hard." Jiang Si'er nodded in greeting. She turned around but didn't leave in a hurry. She answered another phone call.

"Hey."

"What happened?"

Hearing the voice, Jiang Sier took the phone from his ear and looked at the caller ID. It was really Lu Huaiye.

She didn't even notice who it was and just pressed the answer button.

"Jiang Sier?" Lu Huai also spoke nervously.

"Ah." Jiang Si'er responded and came back to his senses: "Nothing. Bai Xu was hit on the head during the rehearsal. The loose lamp is a bit suspicious. Let's go to the police station to check."

"What about you?"

"Me?" Jiang Sier blinked and laughed, "I wasn't there, what could happen to me?"

"I'm asking you, it's not raining heavily in Haicheng, how did you get out? Are you okay?"

"Oh, so that's what you're asking." Jiang Si'er felt warm in his heart and glanced around guiltily.

(End of this chapter)