The blazing sun had sunk without notice, and the sky became overcast with heavy grey clouds, oppressing people even more.
Inside the study, the only sound was that of porcelain hitting the floor, and Manager Cheng, bloodied on the head, didn't dare let out even a muffled groan of pain.
The embroidery workshop had not seen profits for many days, and employing servants and embroidery ladies, who doesn't require money? Calculating the losses, they were severe indeed. The already precarious reputation also plummeted wildly, resulting in slowed sales of the embroideries sent far and wide.
Long-time customers have defected one after another.
In recent days, more have come knocking, clamoring for refunds.
Li San and his ilk were truly treacherous!
They turned away all the visiting customers but allowed those who came to return merchandise to enter.
