Xia Xiyao let out a cry of alarm, and without a second thought, Wu Xiaoshan immediately swung the car around.
"Xiaoshan, hurry up, if we're late, it'll be too late," she said.
Wu Xiaoshan was also anxious, after all, he was still waiting for Xia Xiyao to hold an auction for the Skin Moisturizing Pill.
If the beauty salon closed, Xia Xiyao would lose customers and wouldn't be able to promote the Skin Moisturizing Pill effectively in the future.
Ten minutes later, Wu Xiaoshan's car stopped in front of the beauty salon.
As expected, Niu Erhu was there with a bunch of people, already gathered around.
"Get the fuck out of my way, or I'll mow you down along with it!"
Behind Niu Erhu there was an excavator, and at this very moment, in front of the beauty salon, a few frail-looking girls were standing with terrified faces, blocking the entrance.
