"This is great; Uncle Li, you can let your boss know that I won't hold him back on the supply side."
"Alright, that's good!" Shopkeeper Li said while still glancing at Ye Zi'an from time to time. He thought to himself, why is this kid still wearing a cold face? He couldn't help but ask, "Do you not want to see me today? You used to be all smiles, but your face turned cold as soon as I arrived?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia turned to look at Ye Zi'an, whose face was indeed emotionless. She couldn't help but want to laugh in her heart.
"Come on, this is Uncle Li, not a woman," Yang Chuxia chided, glancing at him.
Upon hearing this, Shopkeeper Li understood what was going on. He shook his head with a smile and said to Ye Zi'an, "Alright, alright, you keep on looking stern. Anyway, you usually have this kind of expression. I know it's not just toward me."