However, she soon regained some composure and said timidly, "Brother Peng, I... I've only just taken over Qian Jin Pavilion, this debt should have been borrowed by the previous manager, Zhang Nan, from you. Maybe... you should go to her for it?"
Cai Peng's face darkened, he slammed the table fiercely, and sneered, "I don't care whether you've just taken over or not, the debt was borrowed in the name of Qian Jin Pavilion, so I'll ask its person-in-charge to repay it. Otherwise, you can forget about doing business here ever again."
"But Brother Peng, I... I really don't have that much money, I took back the shop out of desperation, hoping to secure some income for me and my daughter."
"Brother Peng, how about this, let us continue to run the shop normally, and when we have raised the money, we'll pay you back, okay?"
Cai Peng lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, then blew a ring of smoke into Zhang Yixin's face.
