1070 Ten Sins

Wang Qian was extremely tired. He was handling a customer that was difficult, and upon seeing Zhang Zian walk down the stairs, he hurriedly called him over.

Zhang Zian waved his hand. "I have something to do. Just deal with it however you deem fit."

When he passed by the cashier counter, Lu Yiyun took up a stack of printer paper and said, "Mr. Shopkeeper, I just checked the stock in the storeroom. Take a look…"

Zhang Zian did not stop walking. "Just deal with it however you see fit. Things that need to be ordered, order them; things that need to be dealt with, deal with them."

He quickly walked outside the shop, then jogged towards the north side. There used to be a newspaper stand that was open all year round, but he did not know if it was still there. After all, he had not bought newspapers in very long time.