The meeting started before long.
Lin Gantang took a seat next to Wen Yanqing to listen.
She came with the mindset of watching a spectacle, curious to see which unfortunate soul would bear the brunt, but the meeting was progressing normally, and after a while Lin Gantang found it somewhat tedious and sneakily took out her phone to check the new video comments.
[Now that I know it's not just my cat that parties at midnight, I'm relieved.]
[Who is who? All I know is that the one as black as pitch has got to be Blackie (laughing cry).]
[That leap was definitely the boss level move.]
Lin Gantang scrolled through a few comments and saw one below that had sparked a heated discussion.
[The cats at Ximi are really well taken care of, so lively, it just made me think of the cats at the Cat Bookstore, the contrast is clear.]
Ever since Lin Gantang's Cat Bookstore burned down, the nearby copycat café and bookstore thrived alone, enjoying a surge in customer traffic.
