All the way from the wholesale market, Chen Cuihua had an indescribable expression. There was an air of holding back words, a hint of embarrassment, complexity, and even emotion.
"A thousand bucks, just gone like that. Buying a ten-square-meter stall, wasn't that too impulsive?" She tried to dissuade Nan Fei again.
"That's your hard-earned money!"
Just now in the wholesale market, when they went in to pay, even the staff looked at them as if they were fools. And what's more, the manager even happily threw in an extra five square meters.
Because Nan Fei was the first to buy a stall.
Nan Fei laughed, "Not at all!" If she hadn't grabbed this opportunity, she would regret it for a very, very long time.
"That's good then!"
