She just didn't know the dealer had already changed.
I was doing extremely well in Seaview City.
Flipping electronic watches earned me my first bucket of gold, and my assets multiplied more than tenfold. But I knew this kind of speculative hustle wouldn't last.
I registered my first trading company and started doing clothing wholesale properly. Bell-bottoms, mirrored sunglasses, batwing tops—whatever was trendy, I sold it.
Soon, everyone in the wholesale market knew there was a sharp-eyed "Ms. Fox."
Even though I was only twenty.
While I was busy counting money, things back home had gone completely to hell.
The village chief's son was crippled. Sure, the state-owned factory paid out a bit, but this was lifelong disability. He needed ongoing hospital treatment, burning money every single day.
The more Village Chief Abbott thought about it, the angrier he got.
This slot had originally belonged to the Fox family—it was Evelyn Fox who sold it to them! Even though it was Derek smoking that caused the accident, desperate people always need a scapegoat.
So Abbott rounded up a bunch of relatives and stormed the Fox family's place.
"Pay up! Make your Evelyn Fox get her ass back here!"