The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

When Ye Shu lifted the curtain and came out, Chen San San was stacking a pile of dry-cleaned glasses on the drain rack.

"Is Sister Xiaoxue alright?"

Chen San San shook the water off his hands and leaned closer to ask in a low voice.

"It's alright..."

Ye Shu took off the apron that was covered in snot and tears, and took out a new one from under the bar and tied it around her waist:

"That's right, you'll have to work harder, she probably won't be able to go to work today."

"No problem, leave the rest to me, store manager."

Looking at her so energetic appearance, Ye Shu felt a mix of emotions.

Sigh, I can only say it's a good thing we brought in Chen San San, otherwise if Xiao Xue went on strike, I'd probably have to close down temporarily.

He walked behind the bar and started shaking the milk tea again.

However, his eyes kept glancing unconsciously at the curtain in the lounge.

How is Xiaoxue? Is she still crying? Will this discourage her?

Although Ye Shu was thinking, her hands didn't stop.

He wanted to lift the curtain and go in to take a look, but in the short time he had been waiting, there were already quite a few orders piled up, and several other people were waiting at the door, so he couldn't leave at all.

Let her calm down first...

Ye Shu made a firm decision, stopped looking in that direction, and started shaking the milk tea faster.

On the other hand, Chen San San was also unhappy.

I am very unhappy.

She looked dejected as she took orders from customers.

Without Sister Xiaoxue around, this shop suddenly becomes... too normal!

That's perfectly normal; it's not a good thing for her.

There was no dramatic conflict, no sense of fragmentation, and no scene of a cute little bunny in dire need of comfort.

Without sugar, I have no energy to work!

Chen San San listlessly packed the prepared drinks and handed them to the customers, her mind racing with calculations.

I've really lost out today. Not only did I lose the chance to ship the couple, but I was also forced to become a heartless work machine.

She turned her head and glanced at Ye Shu, who was still making drinks behind her.

The shop manager seemed a little distracted; although he worked quickly, he acted as if someone owed him money.

Chen San San sighed and pressed her face against the screen of the ordering machine.

Boring.

It's really boring.

How am I going to get through this day?

It was almost noon, and the sun was shining brightly, making the asphalt road almost steam.

However, the sun was scorching outside, so fewer people were out. Ye Shu, able to catch her breath a little, looked up at Chen San San, who was sealing the cup, and said:

"San San, why don't you go eat first? I'll take care of things here by myself for a while."

Ye Shu was already used to this kind of pace where even drinking water required squeezing in time, but Chen San San was only on her first day on the job, and Ye Shu was worried that she wouldn't be able to adapt. After all, newcomers need to be taken care of, and what if she was exhausted on her first day?

"No need, manager."

Chen San San bagged the drinks and handed them to the customers, her frustration at not being able to get any candy turning into motivation for her work:

"There are so many people, you can't handle it all yourself. I'm not hungry."

"It's really nothing. Go and come back quickly, and you can also buy some things for me and Xiaoxue while you're at it. Just buy whatever you want, and I'll give you the money tonight."

Hearing Ye Shu say that, Chen San San could no longer refuse. She took off her apron and ran out of the store.

"Okay, I'll be right back. Hang in there, manager!"

With Chen San San gone, Ye Shu's situation is really dire.

He's now playing the role of both father and mother, store manager and waiter. After shaking the milk tea in the back, he has to rush to the front to take orders.

The few steps between the counter and the bar are enough to boost his WeChat step count to number one.

After spinning around several times, Ye Shu felt dizzy and the cup in her hand was almost blurry.

Just as Ye Shu went back to take orders from the customers, the curtain at the entrance of the lounge was lifted, and Xiao Xue came out.

Her eyes were still red, her nose was red, and her complexion wasn't good.

Clutching her hands tightly, she lowered her head and slowly walked to Ye Shu's side, whispering with a nasal tone:

"I...I'll do it. You go and get busy in the back..."

Looking at her like this, Ye Shu felt both heartache and joy.

I feel sorry for her, she's in so much pain but she still has to force herself.

What's gratifying is that she is genuinely trying to move forward, even if it's just a small step.

However, Ye Shu still asked one question:

"Is it okay? Don't force yourself, I can manage on my own."

"Um...okay...is that okay..."

Xiaoxue nodded, cheered herself up, took a deep breath, raised her head, her eyes a little unfocused, but she still looked at the customers waiting to order at the bar.

He was a middle-aged man, quite overweight.

The man was looking down at his phone when he heard the sound. He looked up and saw Xiaoxue looking pitiful, having just finished crying.

He was taken aback, wondering what had wronged the young girl, but her previously confident demeanor as she prepared to order vanished instantly, and her voice softened considerably.

"Um... I'll order two of these, passion fruit ones."

"Uh-huh……"

Xiaoxue's hands trembled slightly as she pressed the buttons on the ordering machine.

Her fingers were a little uncooperative; she pressed the wrong button twice and had to back out and press it again.

That middle-aged man was probably a doting father to his daughter; seeing Xiaoxue like this, he kindly offered a word of comfort:

"It's alright, little girl, don't worry."

Seeing Xiaoxue like this, Ye Shu turned around and went back behind the bar to continue her work.

Although Xiaoxue was still shaken, Ye Shu knew that Xiaoxue should be fine this time.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the southern city, in Anjia Villa.

Shen Jingwan was leaning back on the sofa in the living room, peeling an orange and watching TV, but she wasn't really paying attention.

He placed his two legs on An Jianxing's legs, and An Jianxing dutifully massaged his calves, his technique quite skilled.

"I said, these two kids haven't called home in a while."

Shen Jingwan put a segment of orange into her mouth and then said:

"I hope nothing bad has happened. How about we go check on them sometime? I haven't seen those two kids in ages, I miss them."

"What could possibly happen?"

An Jianxing held his wife's leg in his hand, his eyes never leaving the television.

"Xiao Shu opened a shop, and it's been incredibly popular these past few days. She's been very busy, and our daughter is helping out there too. She's neglecting her own business to work as a waitress in someone else's shop. I don't know what she's thinking."

"What do you mean by 'someone else's shop'?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Jingwan immediately turned her head, her eyes widened, and she stopped eating the orange in her hand.

"Let the child do whatever he wants! Besides, although that shop is small, it seems that our Xiao Shu has a stake in it, so it can be considered half of our own business."

At this point, Shen Jingwan suddenly narrowed her eyes, raised one foot and kicked An Jianxing's arm, a smirk playing on her lips:

"Wow, Lao An, how come you know so much about those two kids? You even know what your daughter does at the shop?"

An Jianxing staggered from her kick, but laughed and retorted:

"How can I feel at ease if I can't keep an eye on my daughter? Don't talk to me, don't you know perfectly well whether Xiao Shu has a stake or not? Let's not argue, we're both equally guilty."

The two were arguing when suddenly their phones rang at the same time.

The two of them were so synchronized that when they picked up their phones, they saw that the message was from Ye Shu. There were no words, only a short video that was only a few seconds long.

In the video, Xiaoxue has her back to the camera, her hands resting on the bar counter, her body trembling slightly. But she still mustered her courage, looked up at the customer, and asked:

"Hello...excuse me, what would you like to drink?"