Plane Store: I rely on five-star reviews to become rich and live forever

Stobbel - born in the interstellar resource integration company that focuses on product technology. The interstellar company that Yura mentioned is this one.

She pushed her glasses and stared at the customers who were looking at the paper figurines for receipts. Her brows were furrowed, her lips were pressed into a straight line, and her face was gloomy.

Standing next to her was Badman from the Time Travel Business Development Company.

——This is the company that Vicky had previously reminded about being reported by the Plane Group and having its assets frozen. It only opened two stores in this world, but made the most money.

Badman had a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes were narrowed into slits, his hands were in his suit trouser pockets, and his posture was relaxed, as if he was appreciating Stobel's anxious look, but also as if he didn't care about anything.

Stobel turned around suddenly, and his hard flat leather shoes tapped the ground, making a crisp and rapid sound.

She walked to a corner with few people around and muttered angrily, "How dare you sell such a crappy design? Only those cheap guys would be fooled! If it were me, I would have fired the rubbish designer long ago!"

Badman followed slowly, with a smile on his face, and said in a calm tone: "Stobel, calm down.

"But then again, I remember that the mineral veins are your trump card product. Now that Vientiane City has pushed the price down so low, I'm afraid it will have a significant impact on your business, right?"

Stobbel folded his arms across his chest, raised his head proudly, and snorted coldly.

"Influence? Just because of them? Badman, you underestimate me! My customers are not those who only look at the price, they value quality and service more!"

Stobbel threatened: "Humph, if you fight me on price, I will let them know what real technology is! I will improve the process in minutes for them to see!

"But I hope that mediocre designer doesn't let me catch him with his poor quality."

She turned and walked away like a gust of wind. "Oh, I won't watch it anymore. It's really polluting my eyes!"

"Stobel, wait!"

Badman called out from behind, but failed to stop her. He could only shake his head helplessly and shouted at her back:

"So are you going to buy Xirang? You said you were interested in it when you came here."

Stobbel paused, and without turning back, ordered his subordinates: "Henry, go buy 5,000 grains of Xirang.

"After you go back, study it carefully and make sure you understand the characteristics of Xirang. I want our improved Xirang to be cheaper and more useful than the one in Vientiane City!"

Her voice was cold and unquestionable, like a piece of cold steel.

Henry was a tall and thin man who followed Stobel timidly. When he heard the order, he nodded and said, "Yes, Manager, I'll do it right away!"

Badman asked in surprise: "Five thousand? Stopel, why did you buy so much Xirang?"

Stobbel did not stop, but just said: "Accumulate 50,000 plane coins to draw a prize!"

She hurried and soon disappeared in the crowd.

Badman looked in the direction where Stopbel left, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by a gloomy look.

Henry came back from buying Xirang, holding a receipt in his hand. He ran to Badman breathlessly and asked cautiously, "Mr. Badman, shall we continue shopping?"

Badman quickly put on a warm smile and said, "Of course we have to go shopping. Now that we are here, how can we not take a good look? Let's go over there and take a look."

He pointed to an area not far away and took a step forward with an elegant posture, as if nothing had happened just now.

The two continued to wander through the huge maze of Vientiane City.

The towering shelves are like winding walls, dividing the space into countless areas. The shelves are filled with a wide variety of goods, from daily necessities to rare minerals.

The air is filled with a light fragrance, which is the scent emitted by the elves' plants. The carefully blended aroma can make guests feel relaxed and happy, and relieve the stress of work.

Badman and Henry moved between the shelves, like two ants exploring a huge maze.

From time to time, they stopped, picked up some goods to examine them carefully, or asked the paper figures about the goods.

Badman showed great interest in all kinds of goods. He would carefully inquire about the price, origin, purpose and other information. He would also pick up the goods to examine them carefully and even touch them gently with his hands to feel the texture of the goods.

Henry seemed a little absent-minded. He followed Badman closely, but his eyes were wandering everywhere, as if he was curious about everything around him.

They passed by a mineral display area where various minerals were displayed.

There are ordinary polished gemstones with single-digit price tags, as well as magic crystals that contain energy, and some rare metal ores.

Badman walked to a huge crystal ore. The crystal ore was two people tall, transparent and emitting dazzling light.

He reached out his hand and gently stroked the surface of the crystal ore, feeling its cold touch.

Badman sighed: "This is a rare space crystal. I have never seen such a big one..."

Henry looked at the huge space crystal with envy in his eyes.

He knew that these minerals were very valuable, and he didn't know how long a worker like him would have to work before he could buy them like the god-like guests here.

"Mr. Badman, do you want to buy it?"

Badman shook his head. He didn't want to give money to his opponent.

They continued walking and looking, and before they knew it they were near the cashier counter.

There was a long line in front of the cashier counter, winding like a dragon, with no end in sight. People in the line were holding receipts in their hands, with expressions of excitement and anticipation on their faces.

The customer standing in line behind Badman and Henry smiled and said to his companion, "That giant space crystal is enough to build a world-class temple. I have been looking for it in the Plane Alliance for a long time but couldn't find it. I didn't expect this new store to have it.

"Once I buy it, it will be much more convenient for me to micro-manipulate the plane in the future!"

"It's a pity that there's only one piece, but I also bought one that's one meter high, which is pretty good too, haha."

After hearing this, Badman slightly exerted force on his fists hanging at his sides, his knuckles turned white from the force, and a gleam of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm his emotions.

He should have known long ago that Wanxiang City, relying on the Plane Group, would surely become a sensation.

Although the business of his store does not overlap with that of MixC, in terms of the ultimate goal - attracting high-quality customers, the number of people he receives may soon be surpassed by those from the Plane Group.

Henry accidentally noticed the change in Badman's expression, and he asked with concern: "Mr. Badman, what's wrong?"

Badman forced a smile and said, "It's okay. It's your turn now. Go and pay the bill. I'll wait for you in the restaurant."

The waiting process was long and agonizing. Badman, who was stingy, walked out of the team without saying a word.

He looked at the people coming and going. Everyone was smiling and holding sugar paintings in their hands. It was a lively and warm atmosphere.

He thought to himself: I can’t let the people from the Plane Group have an easier life than him!