"Caicai, this place isn't good for selling things," Qin Er remarked as he surveyed the area Zhouzhou had brought him to.
It was an old residential area, surrounded by well-developed infrastructure, with small shops lining the streets and a bustling supermarket where customers came and went.
Lowering his gaze to his own backpack, Qin Er turned to Zhouzhou earnestly and said, "Caicai, just wait a bit longer. Once I've saved up enough money, I'll open a supermarket in the future, and then we can come here to sell things."
With that, he moved to pull Zhouzhou away. There was no shortage of places to sell things here, and his stall would have no competitive edge in this area.
However, Zhouzhou stopped him, hiding behind a tree and motioning for him to be quiet, her eyes fixed on a particular direction.
Following her gaze, Qin Er spotted a familiar figure—the little girl who had left school with Caicai earlier.