Xiaofeng lay in bed, her hair already dried. Ye Cheng, having showered, climbed into bed and hugged her, "Sleep now, we need to wake up early tomorrow."
"I'm having trouble falling asleep." Xiaofeng snuggled closer to Ye Cheng, "Thinking about the opening tomorrow, I feel a bit nervous."
"Now you know nervousness. I thought you were fearless," Ye Cheng said with a laugh in his words.
"After all, it's the first one, and it's a new business model; I don't know what kind of reaction there will be." Xiaofeng wasn't really not worried.
Xiaojiang City isn't a first-tier city, strictly speaking, not even second-tier. Opening a supermarket in such an undeveloped city leaves me somewhat uncertain.
She didn't know what she would face.
"Don't you think it's a bit late to be nervous now?"