The owner of a Western restaurant next to the city's largest hotel recently expressed his sadness.
Even if business is slow in winter, the clerk is still a traitor to the hot pot restaurant next door.
These days even the waiters are related households.
The little boss accepted his fate and put away the plates, subconsciously looking at the window with a grimace.
The yellow-haired little brother who doesn't work every day and can't be chased away from the store,
Can you please restrain your strange smile?
Look at that cloud in the sky, does it look like the two hundred yuan I borrowed from you?