"All right, I understand.
There will definitely be enough vehicles, so go ahead and sell them without worrying!
Keep selling them this way for the next couple of days. After that, I'll increase the number of vehicles."
"That's wonderful."
With that assurance from Song Yaoyao, Ying Mingkang felt much more at ease.
The moment she stepped out of the shop, Song Yaoyao saw a crowd across the street hurrying forward in a flurry.
Was something exciting happening?
Song Yaoyao immediately said to Song Qinghui:
"Second Brother, something's happening over there. Let's go take a look too."
"All right."
The two immediately crossed the street and followed behind the crowd.
The people never noticed Song Yaoyao and Song Qinghui behind them. They kept walking, talking as they went:
"I wonder if we'll make it in time. It's already been a whole night."
"Exactly. That girl may be simple-minded, but she's a real beauty."
"Isn't she just?"
"I told you Tian Yuezhi, that second wife Wang Dezi married, was no good, but you wouldn't believe me."
"Who knew she was so good at putting on an act?
She always acted as though she treated the simple-minded girl his first wife left behind very well, and the girl was willing to listen to her.
We didn't know what was really going on, did we?"
"That girl has the mind of a child. All Tian Yuezhi has to do is sweet-talk her, and of course she'll do whatever Tian Yuezhi says."
"Didn't her grandmother bring everyone along to rescue her after finding her missing and guessing Tian Yuezhi might have sold her?"
"Tian Yuezhi only dared to be so brazen and sell the girl because Wang Dezi was away from home."
"I heard the man is a widower in his fifties, old enough