Moreover, a kind older woman saw him fumbling and helped him sell the cloth. She even kept an eye out for anyone with sticky fingers. Clayton Xavier gradually got the hang of it and sold all one hundred feet of cloth just at the machinery factory. He gave the remaining scraps to the kind woman.
Clayton Xavier did a quick calculation. He had earned seven yuan and twenty cents today, not eight yuan, because he had to give out small prizes. Clayton Xavier was quite content with 7.20 yuan; Verna Golding only made that much after digging for medicinal herbs for half a month.
"Mr. Xavier is amazing!"
Tang Xiaonan didn't hold back her praise. 'He really is a future business magnate, so quick-witted.' But the moment the words left her mouth, she felt a chill run down her spine. She didn't even have to turn around to know what was happening.
