"You're in such a hurry to come here just for this?" Si Chen's eyes, deep as ink, looked at Tong Yao. His calm tone kept his thoughts hidden.
"Yes." Tong Yao nodded vigorously, her petit mouth pouting as she complained, "He Fang, who used to work for me, is now operating on her own. She even set up her stall right next to mine and steals my customers. Her prices are half of mine. Luckily, there's a vacant premises at the school gate, I want to rent it, invest in a fridge, and sell cold drinks."
"Don't underestimate selling cold drinks. I can easily earn more than a thousand yuan a month with it. If I miss this moneymaking opportunity, I will be heartbroken. So... can you help me this time?"
Tong Yao chattered away nervously, anxiously watching every expression on Si Chen's face, fearing that he might refuse.