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My Wife is a Hacker novel (Nicole)

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Chapter 1345

Kelly proceeded to recall from her memory. "These parts were from the same company, but the delivery person was a

different man."

Nicole noticed what had gone wrong upon learning that a different person had delivered the goods. "Let me have a look

at the delivery order."

"Sure." Kelly turned around and went to look for it.

Nicole took her phone out and dialed the contractor's number. "I need a few new offices. Can you send someone over to

do some renovation for US?"

"Sure. We have your blueprint with US. I'll send my men over as soon as we're done with the design," the contractor said.

"Okay," Nicole uttered.

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"Miss Riddle, here it is." Kelly approached Nicole with the delivery order in hand.

Call them and tell them I need to speak to someone," Nicole ordered.

"Okay." Kelly dialed the number right away.

After some time, Kelly hung up and reported, "They're sending somebody over right now."

"Good," she said.

Less than half an hour later, a representative from that company marched into Nicole's laboratory with an

assistant. They greeted Nicole enthusiastically as soon as they saw her.

"Miss Riddle, we're here. What can we help you with?"

"You're the supplier of our spare parts. The first batch was decent, but I can't say the same about the second batch.

Can you give me an explanation forthat?" Nicole questioned the representative with a stern look on her face.

"Miss Riddle, is there a misunderstanding? Everything that we've delivered

to you is of top quality. That can't be right!"

The man knew who Nicole was, so he would not dare swindle her with some low-quality goods. He simply could not

believe that there was something wrong with the spare parts he had supplied her with.

"The spare parts are right here. Have a look for yourself." Nicole said, trying not to argue with him.

She would rather him look at the spare parts himself before explaining the whole situation to her.

That man looked at the spare parts piled near the door. Then, he brought his assistant over to inspect them. "Test

them with the machine."

His assistant took a phone-sized machine out at once and began testing the spare parts one after another.

"Beep, beep, beep!" The machine went off, indicating that the spare parts were defective.

The man stared at the device in disbelief. "How is this possible?! Give it to me!"

The man was worried that his assistant did not know how to operate the device properly, so he decided to do it himself.

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However, the contraption responded in the same manner as before.

Nicole, who was standing at the side, came over to him and asked, "I was right, huh? What's going on?"

The man creased his forehead in confusion. 'This can't be right. Everything that I've delivered here is of top quality. How

could they be defective at all?'

The man then admitted his mistake sincerely. "Miss Riddle, I'm sure that there's a misunderstanding. It's impossible that

we delivered you a batch of defective parts. I'll get someone to take these away and send you a brand-new shipment.

We're willing to compensate your loss if there are any.

"I like how you're handling this, so forget about the compensation," Nicole said, as the manner in which the supplier

addressed the issue had made her feel better. "Just get me the new shipment as soon as possible.

However, there'll be consequences if something like this happens again." Nicole spoke with an air of authority, scaring

the man.

"Don't worry. I guarantee that it won't happen again. I'll look into it and give you an explanation later," the man

reassured Nicole with a smile on his face.

"Sure. By the way, I have a question. How many people did you send to deliver my order?" Nicole looked at him and

asked.