Manager Wang shook his head. "Three thousand silver isn't expensive, actually. I've been to his place before. He has a large courtyard, and there's even another building out back."
"Old Huang is probably trying to sell the shop and get out of here."
"After being tangled up in this for so many years, he just can't take it anymore."
Gu Fei nodded. "That Mr. Huang is such a pitiful man."
Manager Wang sighed. "Tell me about it. His wife and children are gone, and he's saddled with a scoundrel for a brother. Sigh..."
"Back in the day, his silk shop was the most successful one on this street. There wasn't a day he wasn't depositing huge amounts of silver into the bank. Who would've thought it would come to this?"
Gu Fei rose and gave Manager Wang a curtsy. "Thank you for telling me, Manager Wang."
Manager Wang waved his hand dismissively. "It's nothing."
