"I asked you to keep an eye on the stall... and you ended up turning it into a whole street of stalls!"
Lette looked at the endless stream of tourists in front of the Holy Temple Council Hall and one small stall cart after another, momentarily at a loss for words.
"Are you generating income for me here!?"
Grandet was extremely excited: "Boss, you have no idea. The income from these small stall carts during prayer time is almost 90% of that of the commercial street!
If we keep this up for three months, we won't need to collect debts for the next three years, we'll directly earn it back.
And these small stall carts are simple to make, their costs are so low they can be ignored! And they can move as you push them! They don't take up space!
Boss, you don't know, as Holy City tourists increase and pilgrimage activities become more frequent, the commercial street is obviously not enough anymore!
We have applied many times, but new land and building permits have never been approved.
