Hearing Shen Qiang's uncompromising words, a cold smirk appeared on the face of the Elegant Taste's owner, "Antique Street is not the vegetable market by your house, this is a place that values status and identity. Your little Treasure House and you, Shen Qiang, don't yet qualify to walk ahead of us."
Having said that, the boss of the Crow Silence and the eldest son of the Ancient Moon Pavilion's owner barged past Manager Ma and Sun Kaiping.
Their crude and arrogant brazenness pressed down inexplicably on Shen Qiang's heart.
At the same time, some of the small shop owners from the Antique Street also gathered around.
"Shen, Elegant Taste and Ancient Moon Pavilion are the two biggest shops on our Antique Street, they really are powerful. Although the two compete, they secretly cooperate, boosting each other's business. That way, they can monopolize Antique Street. You'd better just let it be, otherwise, they'll find every way to squeeze you out," one of them said.
