This supermarket really made a fortune out of the national crisis.
Now that supplies are scarce, they're deliberately jacking up the prices.
Unethical as it might be, business is booming!
These two must have gotten the old lady's money, or perhaps Bai Mengmeng's.
After all, it's all her money—at least half of it belongs to her.
If they were to simply kill these two, wouldn't that be letting them off too easily?
Better to find a way to get the money back first, then seek revenge.
Yes, that's more cost-effective.
"What do you want, I don't even know you, stop trying to forge connections."
Bai Mengmeng was, of course, aware of Jhiang Yuan's previous clothes-selling business, and later she even found out from the building manager of Nine that Jhiang had supplies, and quite a lot.
"Jhiang Yuan, I know you're still mad about what happened before, but I'll apologize, okay?
Don't be angry, otherwise, I and Xia Chaoyang won't feel comfortable."
