Hearing my praise, Xiaoqing lifted her head, her little face flushed red, her eyes twinkling like a little dog begging to be petted.
I chuckled and patted her shoulder, "Keep it up." Then I turned my attention to the other tea artists.
After the training ended, the tea artists started their shifts, and the Mingqing Teahouse officially opened for business.
I sat at the cash register, leisurely watching the comings and goings in the teahouse. I had to admit that Mingqing Teahouse was now bustling with activity.
There wasn't much going on today, so in the evening, after checking the inventory, I prepared to leave work.
Suddenly my phone rang. I picked it up and saw it was Zheng Yufei. Without beating around the bush, she said, "Wen and I are at Fuhe Restaurant. We're planning to celebrate the downfall of Qian Lixin. Join us." She didn't wait for my response before hanging up.
