"Sister, how can you be so calm?" Ruan Zeqiu was quite dissatisfied. Clearly, Chief Wang was trying to go against them again and again; they should have dealt with her, but his sister was still calm, as if this matter had nothing to do with her. How could she be so calm? He could not help but feel a bit dissatisfied.
"I know what you are thinking." Ruan Chanchan knew that not only her brother but everyone in the team was dissatisfied with her, but she also knew what she was doing was correct. She turned to look at her team and addressed them solemnly, "I know that you are upset with the black snake tribe and think that they are too bullying, but let me ask you something: is there a rule that states that two stalls cannot sell the same thing?"
"But last year—"
