No sooner had Bei Wei finished speaking than the staff began greeting him one after another.
"This shop has a share for me too?" Zhang Yang asked with an amused smile. "Didn't we agree it was yours alone?"
"You provide the money, I provide the labor. Half and half." Bei Wei smiled as she lightly slipped her arm through Zhang Yang's, speaking with a hint of coquettishness. "Don't even think about being a hands-off boss and leaving the whole shop to me."
Zhang Yang smiled and silently accepted it.
Several employees looked at Bei Wei in surprise at the girlish air she revealed in that instant.
After all, their impression of this young proprietress at the shop had always been one of cool elegance and tranquil composure. When had they ever seen her display such a delicate, clingy side?
Zhang Yang walked through the shop, taking a proper look at the current atmosphere and environment inside Youjian Book Cafe.
He could choose not to care much about this shop, but he could not overlook the effort Bei Wei had poured into it.
Every little detail in the shop showed careful thought.
The bookshelves were of just the right height, lined with rows of brand-new books carrying the scent of fresh ink. In the reading area, circular sofas could be seen everywhere.
The air around the drinks counter was also filled with the rich aroma of coffee beans.
The overall style of the book cafe was not bright or brilliantly lit. If he had to describe it, it was more like the warm amber glow beside a bonfire in a wooden cabin amid ice and snow.
At that moment, the name Youjian Book Cafe suddenly seemed to take on a deeper meaning.
"This really has a nice feel to it," Zhang