He cheered up and walked towards the shopkeeper, asking him for today's account book to settle the accounts, hoping to divert his attention.

Looking at the number of sales today, I feel a little better.

It's okay, okay.

Including what was sold today, this batch of winter clothes has almost been purchased.

After doing the math, I still made a small profit.

Qian Pengfei took a deep breath and closed the ledger, but when he looked up and saw Lin Li again, his face immediately darkened.

"Why haven't you left yet?"

"It's getting dark," Lin Li took out the contract again, "I'm willing to admit defeat."

Qian Pengfei gritted his teeth, "How do I know if Lin Jiuniang has sold out all her cotton-padded clothes?"

Lin Li glanced at him and walked out.

When he came in again, there was a man with a bruised nose and swollen face in his hand.

And this person is a clerk in their store.

"Say," Lin Li let go of her hand.

The freed man touched the wound on his face in grievance, and looked at Qian Pengfei with fear in his eyes, "Boss, Lin Ji is selling it, and it's sold out."

This woman talks little and has a hard fist.

If she didn't listen to her, she would punch her and scare her to death.

Qian Pengfei's face darkened.

Idiot, who is he?

But Lin Li didn't care whether his face looked ugly or not, she stretched out her hand to him again, "Money."

Qian Pengfei's expression turned ugly and he still didn't pay.

Fifty thousand taels of silver!

If you give it, the account will be empty.

Not giving?
Chapter completed!