"What on earth are they up to?" Mrs. Han's mind was racing, but she just couldn't figure it out. Suddenly, her right eyelid began to twitch violently, startling her so much that she quickly spat on her finger and wiped it across her eyelid.
At first, Mrs. Han had only felt the pressure from their third store was too much for Ye Shu's first store, so that little bitch Ye Shu was just going out to have a wild time to relieve the pressure, then she would surely take further action to increase her sales.
But her informants had called several times, always telling her that Ye Shu and Sun Nanjue and their gang were either eating out, shopping, going on trips, watching movies at the cinema or attending stage plays at the theater, showing no interest in doing business at all.
As night fell and there was only one day left, Mrs. Han discovered that the sales of Ye Shu's first store were still just 580 sets!
