"Xiaoyi, hurry, take me home!" Luo Qingcheng was frantic.
Chen Xiaobei asked curiously, "What happened?"
"It's the Songshan Commerce Association." Luo Qingcheng rubbed her temples. "This so-called Songshan Commerce Association is an alliance formed by a few famous second-generation heirs in Qingyang City. They use their prominent family backgrounds to throw their weight around in Songshan, demanding ten percent of the annual profits from local business owners as protection money! If you don't pay, they use various means to crush you. There was once a small business owner who was driven to suicide by jumping off a building because he wouldn't pay. And today just so happens to be the day the Luo Family is supposed to pay them. Those damned bastards! I can't believe they're coming to collect on the very first day!" she continued, her voice filled with urgency. "Xiaoyi, drive faster! I'm worried they'll hurt Grandpa."
