Lin Shuang and Su Wan discussed for a while and settled on a general style for the milk tea shop's decoration.
In any case, it would have an artistic touch — considering all the nearby university students, especially female ones, who have a taste for it.
Add some flowers and greenery, sprinkle some poetry and literary quotes, maybe place a few copies of "Good Boy, Pat on the Head".
University students not yet exposed to society are filled with dreams of poetry and distant lands.
Unaware of the cruelty of the world.
Su Wan would produce several concept designs for Lin Shuang to choose from.
Lin Shuang said with a giggly smile, "So I'm the art director?"
Su Wan rolled her eyes at him, "I think you're more like a capitalist, and I'm the poor worker being exploited by the capitalist."
"Tell me how you're being exploited."
Upon hearing the word "exploited," Lin Shuang suddenly thought of an orange being peeled layer by layer.
