Chapter 592: How much?
Chi Lian raised an eyebrow and looked at Sally, but the other nodded, and smiled everything was going as expected judging by the look on her face.
Sally leaned forward and she said, "The small red rat sticker at the top of the door tells us that you are a rat vendor but the black rat at the bottom says you don’t just sell information, you buy it as well. I have heard about people like you, you buy secrets from the desperate ones and write them down, after all, the right secret in the ears of the one who needs it the most is worth quite the sum. I don’t like your kind, you have been the cause of blackmail and death to so many innocent people."
"Miss," the young woman raised her hand to stop Sally from speaking any further. "I think you are mistaken about who I am and what I do here?"
"No, I am rarely wrong about people like you. Perhaps you don’t know what you inherited, you seem to be new to the business. How long has it been since you inherited the shop, a month or two? I am guessing you were briefed on how things are done but you hate it. You have a new two year old poster of happy couples and travelers on the London bridge. That particular tour package was offered by a company called Forever tours and travel two years ago. Those posters used to be everywhere and back then, on every wall, every bathroom, every convenience store all around the empire. The marketing was aggressive but short lived because the tour was awfully expensive and limited. A few months later those posters were torn down and yet that one looks new. You are a young girl, who grew up in poverty but you have big dreams which is why we have come to you, to make those dreams come true."
The young woman bit her lip, all of her false bravado gone, she looked like any other eighteen or nineteen year old girl. "I don’t know what you are talking about."
"Yes, you do." Sally stood up, walked to the wall and ripped the poster off the wall.
Chi Lian was surprised, why would Sally do such a thing?
The young woman jumped up from her chair and glared at Sally angrily, she pointed her perfectly green manicured finger at her and shouted, "What are you doing?"
Walking back slowly, Sally crumpled up the poster, threw it to the ground and stomped on it with a disdainful look on her face.