The sun sets in the west, and the sky is tinged with a shade of orange red, the afterglow spilling onto the faces of the pedestrians on Temple Street.
"Still owe 66 yuan."
"57 yuan."
"This wave's a big win, still owe 28 yuan!"
Every time a sale is made, Tongtong chats cheerfully by Jiang Ning's ear.
"One yuan for three rings, three rings, cheaper than others!" Boss Zhuang shouted loudly.
"Forget it, let's go next door, ten yuan can play for a long time." A young couple left the stall.
Chen Siyu whispered: "So infuriating, this is the third time they've snatched our customers!"
Then she and her sister watched coldly, witnessing the young couple being taken for twenty yuan next door, Chen Siyu felt her heart turning cold in this process!
Won't be moved by anything in the world again.
She's about to become a ruthless and cunning businessperson, calling the shots in the business world.
"Si Yu, pick up the rings." Xue Yuantong commanded.
