Chapter 133: 097: Powerful Vi_4
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Of course, one could uncover treasures in the Ghost Market. There was once someone who spent merely two hundred yuan and bought an antique worth twenty million yuan here.
The Ghost Market begins at six in the evening.
By now, most people have already arrived.
Vendors squat on the roadside, a not so bright nightmp sitting next to them. This sight, with themp casting eerie shadows, is somewhat creepy.
Vi Thompson took her time, walking and pausing intermittently. Finally, she stopped at a stall and picked up an old book.
The book’s cover boreplicated scripts.
Seeing Vi take the book, the bosszily lifted his head and gave her a nce. He said, “I’ve heard that this is an ancient medical book. Quite valuable for a collector. Young miss, it seems like you have affinity with it, I’ll sell it to you for five hundred yuan.”
“Five hundred yuan?” Vi slightly raised an eyebrow.
“Hmm.” The boss nodded.
“Alright then,” Vi took the book, “I’ll pay via WhatsApp.”
The boss was slightly stunned. He hadn’t expected the deal to be concluded so quickly with his casual offer.
This youngdy looks quite attractive, but she seems a bit naive!
The boss looked at Vi, then asked, “Miss, you know the rule of immediate payment and delivery in our Ghost Market, don’t you?”
“l do.” Vi nodded slightly.
“As long as you know,” The boss took out his WhatsApp QR code, “Scan it.” Vi scanned the code.
Until he heard the payment notification, the boss still felt something was off, “Youngdy, our transaction is concluded. You shouldn’t bring your mom crying here afterward.”
Nowadays, many kids tend to act like this. Although the boss had never experienced it himself, he had seen it in the news.
“Don’t worry, I won’t.” As she finished her words, Vi picked up the book and left.
The boss watched her retreating figure and shook his head reluctantly.
The youth nowadays really don’t understand. To actually spend five hundred yuan on a lousy old book – if it were his own kid, he’d give them a good beating!
Vi took the book and headed back.
As she reached the doorstep, a crisp female voice rang out from behind, “Vi!
Vi turned her head to see, smiling, “Rachel.”
In these times, whenever Rachel Barton isn’t busy, Vi would help her with her homework.
Rachel then said, “Vi, have you eaten? I’ve brought beef noodles and milk tea for you.”
“l haven’t.” Vi shook her head slightly.
Rachel, holding the takeout box, “Come on, let’s eat inside.”
Vi took a big sip of her milk tea before starting on the noodles.
Rachel, with her chin resting on both hands, watched Vi,ughing, “Vi, watching you eat feels oddly satisfying.”
Vi seemed to have a sort of inexplicable influence.
“You want a bite?” Vi offered her chopsticks to Rachel.
Rachel waved away the offer,”l just ate at home, not hungry at all.”
Rachel looked around the room Vi was currently living in, and then asked, “Vi, are you really decided to cut all ties with the Thompson n?” “Yes.” Vi nodded.
Rachel just stared at Vi. She felt that all of this didn’t seem real.
Vi had changed too quickly.
After all, before leaving Show Vige, Vi had quarreled with her over the Thompson Family affairs.
“Vi, I hope you stick with your current decision.”
“Rest assured,” Vi looked at Rachel, “From now on, I will no longer expect any familial affection from them.”
Rachel smiled faintly, thinking how captivating Vi was just being herself.
She then blinked, concern crept into her smile, “Vi, without the Thompson n, how are you going to manage your life?”
Vi is only a high school senior this year, without any financial ability.
Thinking of this, Rachel pulled out all the money she had, “I have some money, you take it.”
Viughed, refusing, “Don’t worry about the money.”
On the other side.
Capital City.
Mrs. Thompson watched Aunt Zhang who stood outside the door and felt that something wasn’t right.
She called Nanny Donne and asked, “How long has Sister Zhang been working
here?”