In the evening, before leading Wang Jiu and his group to the industrial park for a major shopping trip, the two tour guides briefly met at the small courtyard gate, each with a miserable look on their face, clutching the fantastical crimson bill in their hands. There was truly no need for words, everything was conveyed in a silent bitter smile.
"Senior sister, what should we do next?"
"What else can we do? Take them to the industrial park and sell as much as we can; it would be best if they could contract the high-tech zone."
Shen Rong spoke with little hope in her heart; this group of people could scam even a cheap tour group costing 98 silver per person, what wouldn't they do? A hundred-person seafood feast, and they can actually eat it all!
