Xu Changqing never believed in luck. She trusted her own sharp eye and judgment, and it was clear she had found the right person once again.
Just as she'd planned, the transaction that started under a large tree moved into an old woman's home. With a price lower than the competition, one customer brought two, and those two brought three, successfully closing the deals.
Xu Changqing was certain that if she hadn't repeatedly insisted her "big brother" had no more goods, she could have sold off her entire inventory tonight.
But this wasn't a practical approach. Not only was it risky to attract too much attention, but she also didn't need to. Human nature—Xu Changqing never dared to underestimate it.
The darkness of night was the best cover. Without even stopping for a drink of water, Xu Changqing rushed to leave the residential area the moment she stepped out of the old woman's courtyard gate.
