"No!"
Zhang Rujia finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this and then gave a few more emphatic instructions before hanging up.
After Qin Mingzhu hung up the phone, she looked across at the counter opposite and wondered, could that really be Qin Mu's counter?
JY?
Did it genuinely stand for Jian Yan?
Qin Mingzhu observed the short-haired woman inside the counter introducing clothes to customers; she looked like a boss.
Could that short-haired woman be working for Qin Mu?
Qin Mingzhu then looked back at her own shop, where the clerks stood at the entrance constantly calling out welcomes, but still, no one came in.
By contrast, the number of customers at the counter opposite kept increasing.
Qin Mingzhu couldn't help but furrow her brows in annoyance as she eyed her own shop's clerks. The girl was embarrassed as well, smiling outwardly but being ignored, and she also turned back to look at Qin Mingzhu.
"Miss Qin, I want to resign!"
