Meeting Shen Yao's serious gaze, the guilty Shen Dalang lowered his head and sighed.
"Actually, I don't know if this matter counts as a problem." Shen Dalang scratched his head, feeling very frustrated. "Yesterday, a customer came to the shop and specifically asked for mung bean ice cake, but it happened to be sold out yesterday. I could only apologize with a smile and ask them to buy it again today. In the end, that customer still refused to let it go and even smashed a lot of pastries…"
Thinking of the pastries that were ruined yesterday, Shen Dalang's heart ached!
Those pastries were all silver wasted!
"Eldest Brother, didn't you report it to the officials?" Shen Yao frowned, his deep eyes flickering with dark emotions.
