"What? I can't come here?"
Yang Yan suspiciously said:
"I haven't been here since your store opened, and I feel a bit guilty about it."
"So, I came to check on you guys. What, not welcome?"
Shiya Jie glared fiercely at Yang Yan and said disdainfully:
"Forget it, we don't need your kind of concern!"
"If you're really that idle, why don't you help us fix the air conditioner?"
"It's been extremely hot in the United States these past two days. Plus, the workers are so lazy, we've called them twice but they haven't come."
Yang Yan clutched his chest, putting on a heartbroken expression:
"Yajie, saying that hurts my feelings."
"Alright, what are you two bickering here for? Especially you, Yang Yan, can you be any more disgusting?"
Wang Xue gave Yang Yan a deep look, then said to Zhang Qian:
"Xiaoqian, first calculate the bill for the car we modified slightly yesterday; the owner should be coming to pick it up later."
"Okay, Xue."
