At that time, Huo Qing had also ended the communication.
When he returned to the cabin, his expression was somewhat perplexed, "Uncle didn't scold me… He just told me to do my best, and if he comes back to find that the cabin has made money, he will let me really be the part-time shopkeeper, and he himself will go to the city to open some other kind of store."
"What's this about? Why does Uncle think in such a strange way?"
Beyond his confusion, Huo Qing also felt a bit uneasy.
Managing the recycling cabin wasn't hard for him, though he felt he might be a bit lacking in strength… But just as Iron Hand thought, Huo Qing's courage was gradually being honed as well.
He didn't feel like he couldn't do it; he just wanted to meet Uncle's expectations as much as possible.
But that was all to be dealt with later.
For now, it was time to eat.
