444 was somewhat scornful: "You're daydreaming."
How could you possibly run into that many accidents?
If human traffickers were really that rampant, the police would truly be in trouble.
"Who can guarantee one hundred percent that this kind of accident won't happen again?"
Quite a few of the street vendors brought their children along. After yesterday's incident, Su Qiao didn't believe they wouldn't be tempted.
Unfortunately, Su Qiao's intentions were good, but reality was cruel.
Those small vendors who brought their young children to set up stalls had indeed been tempted, but because 580 was not a low price and was a considerable sum of money, they were all reluctant to part with it.
In the end, Su Qiao squatted by her stall from four until nine, yet not a single customer came.
The livestream online wasn't doing much better. On top of that, Su Qiao was aloof by nature and wasn't very good at interacting with people. Not a single person bought anything, so in the end, she tossed it to Little Fourth to play with.
Su Qiao grew discouraged again. She simply took out the book she had brought, lay down on the chair, and once more began reading in an utterly carefree manner.
"Boss, how much is this? Can you make it cheaper?"
"580 for a pair. No, I won't bargain."
When someone asked about the price, Su Qiao didn't even move. She continued reading her book.
Because she knew it was definitely another person who would only ask and not buy.
Over the past three days, she had encountered far too many people like that. Just tonight, more than fifty people had come to ask, yet not one had been willing to take out their money.
She didn't even know how many times she had explained