"Is this the Midnight Bookstore?"
The sole customer seemed completely engrossed but was evidently agitated. He'd been paying attention to the exchange between the two since Yuan Shan entered.
Seeing Fu Qian reply so crisply, the customer couldn't hold back and blurted out his question before being shooed away.
"No."
Fu Qian glanced at him with puzzlement.
"Then why are you closing so early?"
This individual found it hard to accept that the quiet sanctuary he'd finally found disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Eavesdropping on other people's conversation is unethical, and besides, my turnover today has been zero. By a quick calculation, clearly today is not a good day to be open."
Fu Qian said casually, resting his chin on his hand.
"Doing business isn't just about making money, you also have to take on your social responsibilities..."
