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Away from the shop, the air was clear.
Xia Yu turned around to look at the terrifyingly long queue and muttered to himself.
It wasn't even five o'clock yet, more than an hour before the shop opened for business, but the number of people queuing seemed to be roughly the maximum number the shop could entertain tonight.
In other words, the latecomers didn't need to wait in vain; they could just head home after seeing the queue ahead.
Young customers were always full of enthusiasm, and this enthusiasm often came from the novelty. Perhaps in another one or two months, the lively scene in front of the shop would return to normal. However, there was another possibility that the liveliness wouldn't fade but would expand.
Therefore, Xia Yu pondered how to establish a stable operating rule, so those queuing wouldn't skip work or class to wait early, and the latecomers wouldn't have made a wasted trip, leaving with resentment.
