C253 I Always Sell My Skills Not My Body

There were no more than 40 tables in the small coffee shop, but Ye Zhao still felt tired after working all day until late at night.

"Ye Zhao, you stay in the shop tonight. Remember to open the door at 10 o'clock tomorrow morning. This is the key to the shop. Do you hear me? Don't oversleep."

Lan Ge never spoke tactfully. She was the one who gave the orders in the whole shop