Qin Xue checked today's sales and found that more than ten items had been sold in just half a day, bringing in a few hundred dollars.
Looking at the remaining clothes on the shelves, the small-sized ones were selling the fastest, and the medium-sized ones were also doing well.
Qin Xue noted down the best-selling items and marked the sizes that needed to be restocked.
While going about her tasks, she didn't even glance at Chu Molin who was following her around.
This guy needed to be taught a lesson, otherwise, he would think she's easy to deal with.
Chu Molin followed Qin Xue with a grievance: "Wife."
Qin Xue looked at him and continued her work without saying a word.
"Wife, you can't blame me, I didn't give her a good face," Chu Molin said with a fawning expression.
What could Qin Xue say? She took the record-keeping notebook and went to find the others for a small meeting.
