Chapter 229: Ticket Guarantee Agreement

Chapter 229: Ticket Guarantee Letter

For someone so stubborn, Bai Xu didn't waste his breath. Instead, he directly took out a remote control.

With a light press, a screen came down from the wall above the ticket booth at the entrance.

Bai Xu pressed the remote again, and the screen immediately played a video of them picking Spiritual Flowers maliciously in the park's sea of blooms.

They'd picked the flowers before sunset, and the faces of the thieves—Cao Wenbin and the two other guys—were crystal clear.

At that moment, their voices, chatting as they stole, also came through the screen.

The red-haired man said, "Wenbin, we signed the ticket guarantee letter. Is that gonna be a problem?"

Cao Wenbin replied, "Don't worry, it's absolutely fine. I went to the flower shop at the entrance, checked out the styles, and bought similar wrapping paper. We'll just say we bought them at the shop. Can they check the shop's cameras? Besides, there's no camera here. What's there to be afraid of?"

The blue-clad man added, "We just stick to saying we didn't pick them from the park, right? Man up and get a move on!"

Bai Xu cranked the volume all the way up, and their loud, scheming voices echoed across the park entrance, reaching everyone present.

Caught red-handed in public, Cao Wenbin was both ashamed and furious. His earlier arrogance was doused like a bucket of ice water. The tourists around him, now seeing his true colors, chewed him out for his shameless behavior.

"You really can't judge a book by its cover. He was all confident a minute ago, but turns out he's a thief."

"I almost bought his confident act!"

"That's so low! Stealing and not owning up to it. People like that belong in jail!"

Bai Xu said coldly, "Mr. Cao Wenbin, are you gonna pay for the park's losses now? If you still refuse, we'll have to get the police involved."

"I told you, our park doesn't wrong anyone. This guy's no good; pay up already," a villager said, crossing his arms and sneering at Cao Wenbin. "My son works at the flower shop. Checking the shop's cameras is a piece of cake. Can't even afford a bouquet, and you've got the nerve to yell here. Pfft!"

Cao Wenbin looked up and shouted angrily, "Fine, I'll pay you, okay!"

Bai Xu gave his buddy Bai Hui a nod, who stepped forward to take the flowers from Peng Xingzhi's hands and counted the Spiritual Flowers out loud for everyone to see.

Peng Xingzhi was totally thrown off when she saw the obvious evidence. She was mortified, wishing the ground would swallow her up. The flowers her boyfriend gave her were stolen. If her friends found out, they'd never let her live it down.

After counting, Bai Hui returned the flowers to Peng Xingzhi and said, "Ninety-nine in total."

Bai Xu nodded, took out a payment QR code, and said, "At 500 yuan a flower, Mr. Cao Wenbin, that's 49,500 yuan."

"What? That's insane! You're ripping me off!"

"I don't have that kind of money. Take my life if you want!"

Cao Wenbin flipped out at the price, thinking he was being scammed.

The guy he'd falsely accused looked at the flowers in his girlfriend's hands, then at Cao Wenbin's red face, and smirked, "That's the price at the flower shop. Didn't you check the prices when you went? So you couldn't afford 'em, so you stole 'em?"

Turning to his girlfriend, the man said, "Babe, ours are bought. Look, here's the receipt."

Hearing these insults, Cao Wenbin's face went pale. Peng Xingzhi felt awful too. Looking at other guys and then at hers, she regretted saying yes to the proposal today.

Cao Wenbin hadn't carefully checked the flower shop's prices because there were flowers in the park. He never intended to buy any; his trip to the shop was just to see the packaging.

Bai Xu asked, "Mr. Cao Wenbin, will you pay or not?"

Although Cao Wenbin cared about face, he cared more about money. He grabbed the flowers from Peng Xingzhi's hands and tossed them on the ground. "Here! Take your stupid flowers back! We don't want 'em!"

Then, grabbing his girlfriend, he turned and called for his friends to leave.

Bai Xu's cold voice echoed behind them, "Anyone caught stealing in this park gets blacklisted and banned for life! Cao Wenbin, Cao Huacong, and Wang Jiajie stole the park's Spiritual Flowers, refused to pay, and are now blacklisted. They'll follow the compensation terms in the guarantee letter to the letter."

The guarantee letter had their names, so Bai Xu easily found their full names.

Cao Wenbin was low-class, and Bai Xu didn't want to bother with the police station. Everything would follow the park's rules.

If handled like a demon beast, they would have died the moment they picked the flowers.

Thus, deducting only their lifespan under the guarantee letter's terms was a very lenient approach.

A villager's eyes flickered with pity as he picked up the bouquet from the ground and asked Bai Xu, "Xiao Xu, what should we do with these flowers?"

Bai Xu smiled and said, "If you like, take them back for composting."

The villager replied, "Alright, I'll take them for composting." Almost every household in the village grew Spiritual Flowers and vegetables. Since these flowers weren't picked with special scissors or treated properly, they were already substandard—inedible, only good for compost.

The onlookers, seeing the park security chatting casually without urgency, pointed at Cao Wenbin's retreating figure and asked, "Are they just leaving like that? No compensation or police report?"

The villager shook his head, a cryptic glint in his eyes, and said, "You don't understand. Not calling the police is the best punishment. Don't follow their example."

The guarantee letter clearly stated that those who refused to pay would have their lifespan deducted based on the value of the damaged items. Since Cao Wenbin and his group didn't follow the rules, they would face the consequences.

The villager knew the guarantee letter's terms were real because his son worked at the flower shop and his granddaughter attended Xuehe Academy. Their family had come into contact with things they hadn't before, which they had to keep confidential. Thus, they held a sense of reverence for Jiang Yingxue, her family, and her employees.

The crowd dispersed, and Bai Xu returned to the park security office with the guarantee letter.

Most of the onlookers despised such petty theft, but one person, seeing the security's "passive" handling, harbored ill intentions.

Theft without consequences—stealing meant profit, especially with flowers worth 500 yuan each!

At the park security office, Bai Xu prepared to enforce the punishment using Cao Wenbin and the others' guarantee letters.

The letters bore their signatures and were legally binding. Three people had stolen flowers today: Cao Wenbin, the mastermind, bore 70% of the responsibility, while the other two each bore 15%.

At a rate of 5,000 yuan deducting one year of lifespan, Cao Wenbin would lose nearly seven years, and the other two nearly one and a half years each. After double-checking, Bai Xu submitted the lifespan deduction form in the system, and it was approved in less than five minutes.

Thus, the punishment took effect, and they immediately lost that amount of lifespan.