"I won't sell. My Second Brother won't sell either. If Hailang is sold, then Hailang will truly leave no trace behind," Chuchu said firmly.
Yan Hui was a bit helpless, "Talking about emotions in business is useless. Selling now can still get some money back. If we wait, I'm afraid we'll have to shut down soon."
Chuchu stubbornly lowered her head. She knew Yan Hui meant well, but she couldn't even convince herself, let alone convince Xiao Bai.
Yan Hui continued, "Your customer loss is severe. Users are the most fickle; a small benefit is enough to lure them away."
Chuchu replied, "Not me."
Yan Hui chuckled, "How many people like you are there in the world?"
"You see people as too realistic," Chuchu pouted. She spotted Mao Xiaoyu in the yard with Mrs. Zhu shelling peanuts, and called out:
"Xiao Yu, come here."
"Okay," Xiao Yu put down the peanuts and ran over, "Sister-in-law, what's up?"
