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After seeing off the only customer in the shop, Zhang Qianqian tidied up briefly.
Then she directly announced that the store would be closed for a rest day tomorrow.
However, contrary to expectations, Cui Hua and Xiao Fang, who were about to enjoy a day off, didn't exhibit a hint of happiness; in fact, they seemed a bit panic-stricken.
"We've only been open for one day and we already need a break, it must be because of today's dismal business," they thought.
"Though the steamed buns sold well, this place might really close down. After all, we're only open for two hours a day, and the boss doesn't seem like someone who knows how to run a business."
"Boss, we really don't need to rest, just let us continue to sell the steamed buns. That way, even if you're not here, we can still make some extra money for you. Please, please pull yourself together. This shop still has hope; please don't lose heart."