I Opened a Cat Shop in the Old Street

On the day Jiang Cheng lost his job, he took over his aunt's pet store, which was about to close down. The debt is 28,000 yuan, and there are only three months of rent left, and the chain store in the street is preparing to buy a store at a high price. The landlord only gave him ninety days: to pay off the debt and keep the store alive, or else close it and leave. Jiang Chengcheng believes that the most difficult thing is making money. Later he discovered that the most difficult thing was that there was no normal person in the store. Zhang Xiuqin took a half-eaten bag of cat food and asked for a refund on the grounds that the cat ate too fast and increased the burden on the family; retired captain Yu Haisheng used an umbrella as a baton and had to make a sailing plan when delivering bags of cat litter; landlord Ma Zhonghou pressed for rent with tofu noodles, insisting that he was the most humane person. As for the 20-pound Maine Coon cat Da Mao, who only sleeps in a cardboard box, he squats at the checkout counter every day, as if waiting for Jiang Cheng to submit a bankruptcy application. Jiang Cheng just wants to sell the goods, settle the accounts, and leave. But as ridiculous troubles came one after another, he gradually discovered that this store sold more than just cat food and cat litter. After ninety days, what may really disappear is not just a sign.