In mid-to-late May, everything at the store gradually fell into place.
The renovation was taking shape, with only the finishing touches left.
Supplies started arriving, and the equipment was installed.
As for the staff, they had all been hired. With Bei Jiajia's help, they were now in the training and familiarization stage.
It seemed everything was nearly ready, and all that was missing was the final push...
Zhang Yang watched the store slowly take shape from an empty shell, developing a basic form. He couldn't help feeling something he couldn't quite put into words.
Even if it was only a little shop, even if it was insignificant.
"Handsome Zhang, even though we know each other pretty well, I still have to report on my work." Bei Jiajia put on a stern face as she went through her duties.
She covered everything from the store's renovation progress to coordinating supplies and training staff.
"Oh, and we've found a company to handle our operations. They're definitely reliable—they won't fleece us!" Bei Jiajia promised, patting her chest.
"Fleece us?" Zhang Yang felt a little awkward hearing that.
To be precise, his ultimate goal in opening this store was to attract franchisees—in other words, to fleece them.
Who was expecting this store to last long-term?
"And you, what are you laughing at, little boss lady?" Bei Jiajia looked up and saw Bei Wei grinning to herself. She immediately turned to her and demanded an explanation.
Bei Wei's face flushed. "Don't say things like that. I'm just working for Zhang Yang."
"Sure, keep pretending." Bei Jiajia rolled her eyes. "I bet you're planning to work for him for the rest of your life."
Bei Wei promptly went over and started playfully tussling with Bei Jiajia.
Standing outside the store, Zhang Yang smiled as he watched