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The starlight is dim, and the sound of Suzune is crisp.
Leaning on the sofa, Fu Qian placed the newly started phone aside, allowing a stream of highly repetitive yet pleasing messages to flood in.
The Late Night Bookstore still has not opened.
It's not that there was any loss of ambition; rather, it was out of a benevolent spirit toward the customers that this decision was made.
A bookstore open at night isn't strange, but a shopkeeper in full Armor behind the counter is somewhat terrifying.
Considering the store's clothes really had been completely worn out by himself, Fu Qian thought it over repeatedly, ultimately deciding to come back to collect some money first.
It's been several months since entering this side job platform, which can be done from home, and as the invitation had promised, the income is quite substantial.
