That morning, after arriving at work, Yuan Si hid in her office to practice her spiritual power.
She wasn't so fixated on braiding hair anymore. Her long-term, high-volume sales had caused the local price of braids to drop slightly. She couldn't bring herself to hurt other people's livelihoods for her own gain, so when she saw the old ladies in town starting to assemble paper boxes to supplement their income, she started doing it too. However, worried she might affect the market again, she alternated between assembling boxes and braiding hair. By the end of the month, the money she earned from these side jobs was more than her actual salary.
"Xiao Li, could you come out for a moment?"
Hearing the call, Yuan Si immediately gathered up the paper boxes floating in the air. At the same time, she sent her spiritual power sweeping outside. Finding nothing out of the ordinary, she got up and walked out of her office.
