Zhang Zian and Vladimir went downstairs. Zhang Zian had woken up very early, and had busily typed the whole morning. He opened the door even later than usual, and the job he needed to do was more troublesome. He had no time to help the shop employees clean up.
When he opened the door, Wang Qian, Li Kun, Lu Yiyun, and Jiang Feifei were already waiting outside.
"Master, why did you open the door so late today?" They all rushed in. "Is it that you were trying to become a deity and did too much yesterday? You have to watch out for your health!"
"Whatever! Wait, come over to sign." Zhang Zian saw that they were gathering to supplies they needed to clean the shop. He stopped them, and had all of them gather next to the cashier counter.
"Sign?" They curiously circled around. "What's this? A contract to sell our bodies?"
"Why are you asking so many questions? I asked you all to sign, so you all should sign!" Zhang Zian said arrogantly.