In the upcoming two days, Virus returned to the brothel and even spent five hundred Qi Ingots of first-grade to purchase a VIP membership. As a matter of fact, those five hundred Qi Ingots were the entire capital Virus had at hand and now he was nearly broke.
Furthermore, even after two days had gone by, not a single customer paid a visit to their shop, not even for window shopping.
"Boss… I don't believe this is going to work." Feeling down, Archibald seemed to have lost all hopes of their business somehow surviving because, at this rate, bankruptcy was like an inevitable prophecy.
On the other hand, scowling, Virus remained on his seat before sinking into deep contemplation. 'Since no one's willing to stop by, I have to make them do so.'
A while later, he opened his mouth at last, "It's clear we lack advertisement, no one knows about this wonderful shop filled with a variety of techniques…"
