Xu Xianhui jumped, startled by the voice. She immediately tried to shake off the hand grabbing her arm, her eyes warily sizing up the newcomer.
The person grabbing Xu Xianhui's arm was Cao Dong. He was originally a temporary worker at the Beijing Cotton Mill. After the economic landscape changed, he decided to try his luck. Along with a few buddies, he started reselling goods brought up from the south to Beijing. To his surprise, business was booming. A single day's profit was more than what he earned for a whole month of back-breaking work at the cotton mill.
Having tasted success, Cao Dong quit his job at the cotton mill and focused entirely on his small business. Over the past six months, he had actually made quite a bit of money.
