"What the hell is Honyan doing?!"
Yu Lanxiang was so angry she almost broke a nearby vase.
After the reopening of Hongyan Beauty Club, Xianrong Beauty Salon's sales fell to its lowest ever.
The customers they had managed to snatch from Hongyan all went back to Hongyan.
Now, Xianrong's customers were noticeably fewer.
The number of Hongyan Beauty Club customers, on the other hand, were growing more and more.
Looking at the bustling Hongyan, and then at her own pathetic business, Yu Lanxiang's blood pressure went up.
The most annoying thing was that she had spent a lot of money bringing in a lot of machines.
Now those machines were getting dusty!
If this continued, Xianrong would hardly afford to pay the rent!
Previously, in order to steal business from Hongyan, Yu Lanxiang lavishly opened several branches, specifically opening them near Hongyan.
