Desperate times call for desperate measures. Just moments ago, she'd felt Huang Xiaojue was bad news, but now, at her wit's end, she felt that even Huang Xiaojue was worth a try.
Yan Xixi kept quiet.
"Xixi, should I go find Huang Xiaojue?"
Seeing that Yan Xixi remained silent, the woman gave up and just kept sighing deeply. Yan Xixi did not comfort her. She just went into her office and closed the door.
The phone connected, and Yang Wei spoke triumphantly, "Yan Xixi, so you're finally begging me? Useless! If you kneel and kowtow a few times, maybe I'll let you slide..."
"Yang Wei, listen up," Yan Xixi said. "Starting tomorrow, no one is to disturb my store. If I see even one person show up, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Yang Wei laughed derisively, "By what right, you little bitch..."
Yan Xixi hung up the call.
Five minutes later, the phone rang. Yan Xixi didn't answer it immediately. Only after it had rung a dozen times did she leisurely pick it up.
