A Grocery Store

At nine o'clock in the evening, the nightlife had just begun. In a grocery store on Yongning Road, the young man looked at the middle-aged man sitting in front of him and said: Sir, is there anything that he can't let go of? The middle-aged man looked at the young man with an expressionless face: There is nothing that he can't let go of, but he just can't figure it out. There was something that the young man couldn't figure out, and a smile appeared on his face. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.