The Billionaire's Hidden Affection Chapter 240: Kidnapping 11

Just then, Huang’s mother ca out, smiling warmly. "What were you two chatting so intimately about?"

Xu Xiaoya quickly changed the subject. "Mrs. Huang, let refill your coffee."

"No need. It’s getting late, and we should be heading ho. Xiaoya, thank you. You gave so many gifts today and such a big discount."

"Not at all, Mrs. Huang. You’re welco to co by anyti."

Zhou Xiaoxuan followed Mrs. Huang out the door, then glanced back to see Xu Xiaoya’s sternly warning and pleading eyes. She tilted her head, pretending not to notice.

Mrs. Huang was extrely satisfied with the purse she got at a 70% discount, praising it as they walked, "Xiaoya has really made sothing of herself now. To give such a steep discount on an expensive purse just like that—she’s so straightforward! And all those free gifts too. That girl has truly done well for herself."

Zhou Xiaoxuan said aningfully, "She certainly was generous today. All the tis I’ve been here, the best discount she ever gave was 10%. Mrs. Huang, you clearly have much more influence."

Mrs. Huang bead. "I really took advantage of her today. Saved over thirty thousand! I saw this purse in South City once, and it wasn’t much cheaper there either. You know, it’s hard to tell with people. I heard that a few years ago, Xu Xiaoya was so poor she was on the verge of suicide. I never expected that, just like Yan Xixi, she’d manage to make it. That girl... she’s truly a good person."

Zhou Xiaoxuan glanced back at the grand three-story boutique.

The annual rent alone had to be several million, not to ntion the extravagant renovations and high labor costs... Still, the yearly profit must be very substantial. A quick ntal calculation left her in disbelief; Yan Xixi would soon be a very wealthy woman.

And this wealthy woman was about to marry Huang Xiaojue—it was as if she had all the good fortune in the world!

This was unbearable! Intense jealousy flared within her, burning like a fire.

She rembered Xu Xiaoya’s expression—the warning and pleading in her eyes—and hesitated. After all, she didn’t want to completely sever ties with Xu Xiaoya. Zhou Xiaoxuan knew she was arrogant and willful. Ever since marrying a rich man, she loved to flaunt her wealth, which made her unpopular among their forr classmates. Xu Xiaoya was the only one she still saw regularly.

But how could she stand to hear Mrs. Huang praising Yan Xixi so much?

Her gaze shifted, and she said lightly, "’Made it’? It’s far more than that, Mrs. Huang. Do you know what their store’s annual revenue is?"

"How much?"

"They sold over 80 million in just the first half of the year. Can you imagine what that amounts to for the whole year?"

Mrs. Huang gasped, "That high?"

"And business looks like it’ll be even better next year. Luxury goods in our country are often priced a third, or even half, higher than they are overseas. Do you know how high the gross profit margin is?"

"How high?"

"Easily fifty to sixty percent."

Mrs. Huang fell silent for a mont, ntally calculating a rough figure, then exclaid in disbelief, "That high? If Xiaoya is the store manager, her salary must be very high then?"

"She doesn’t need a high salary; she owns thirty percent of the store’s shares..."

Mrs. Huang could hardly believe it. "Really? She’s truly capable."

"She’s not the impressive one; her partner is even more so. Mrs. Huang, you know her partner too."

Mrs. Huang was extrely curious. "Who is it? Do I know soone that impressive?"

"Of course, you know her. Today, because Xu Xiaoya was here, she gave you that 70% discount. If this other person were here, you could take any bag you wanted, and you wouldn’t have to pay at all."

Mrs. Huang’s jaw dropped, then she started to laugh. "Little Xuanyuan, stop pulling my leg! How could I know soone that rich? And why would they give sothing for free?"