Tao Ran's stepmother, Jiang Ting, pushed the door open and immediately launched into a tirade, her sharp, judgmental eyes first scanning Black Long Straight before turning to the shelves to check how many goods had sold.
"Is that a Porsche outside? I saw one at the car show this morning; it must be over a million, huh," Jiang Ting sneered. "When will your useless dad ever buy me a car? Taking taxis every day is killing me." After casting another envious glance at the Cayenne, she sauntered to the cash register, swaying her hips, grabbed Black Long Straight's arm, and pulled her aside. Then, opening the drawer and seeing the neatly stacked bills and coins, a smile instantly spread across her lips, "How much did we make today?"
