The night is as cool as water, and the neon lights illuminate the glass door of the "Haokelai" convenience store in various colors. Ye Xiaofeng stood behind the checkout counter, boredly poking at the potato chip bags on the counter with his barcode scanner. The latest rap single was playing in his headphones. He gently shook his head to the rhythm. There were holes in the knees of his washed-white jeans, and the cuffs of a T-shirt with a certain anime character printed on it were rolled up at different heights.
"Xiaofeng, are you fishing again?" Aunt Zhao, the proprietress of the convenience store, poked her head out from the inner room, holding a freshly boiled tea egg in her hand. "Hurry up and replenish the milk on the shelves. Tomorrow morning will be the peak sales."
Ye Xiaofeng took off one of his earphones, revealing his delicate but sharp-eyed face, and responded with a smile: "Copy that, Aunt Zhao! Now we're going to carry out the 'Milk Supply Operation' and make sure we complete the mission!" He always likes to mix in some internet memes when he speaks, making Aunt Zhao dumbfounded.
