"By this time, the boss's shop should be open, right?" Jiang Shengjun checked the time.
"Open or not, finish this round of Dou Dizhu first." Bu Shiyi tapped the table.
Jiang Shengjun smiled sheepishly. Looking at the terrible hand in his grasp, he let out a helpless sigh in his heart.
Today's Potato Chips were probably going to be lost. What a bitter pill to swallow!
Breakfast hours at Yuan Gui's Shop had naturally already ended. Quite a few people still lingered in the small shop, all customers of Origin Mall.
Although Origin Mall's sudden change in business hours had happened six or seven days ago, there were always people who forgot about it.
The weather was cold, so Yuan Gui's Shop by the alley naturally became a fine place for these customers to shelter from the chill.
Yuan Gui naturally did not care about this. He was currently playing Go with Wu Tian, their moves going back and forth as the battle reached a deadlock.
Luo Chuan had merely taken two laps around the street beside the alley. He was wrapped up tightly and wore a hat, so no one recognized him.
When he returned to the shop, Yao Ziyan had already come downstairs. She was holding a cup of milk tea and savoring it slowly.
According to Luo Chuan's observations, among Origin Mall's products, milk tea was Yao Ziyan's favorite.
Still, she did not drink much of it—at most three cups a day, one in the morning, one in the afternoon, and one at night.
"Mm, Boss, you're back." Yao Ziyan looked at Luo Chuan as he returned and said this.
"It's snowing heavily outside. It's cold." Luo Chuan took off his hat and brushed the snowflakes from his clothes.
A faint smile rested on Yao Ziyan's face.