Today was only the second day, yet customers worried about price hikes after the event ended had already crazily bought a batch.
Tomorrow's situation was foreseeable.
Gu Xiaoling's eyes hurt with jealousy.
She asked Meng Chuyue, "Are you really not the owner of the store?"
Meng Chuyue shook her head gently, "I'm really not."
"Is your boss male or female, how old, and what is your relationship to them?"
Meng Chuyue quietly looked at her for a few seconds and said coldly, "Female, thirty-three, she is my godmother."
Meng Chuyue didn't want to deal with Gu Xiaoling anymore.
Jealousy made Gu Xiaoling's face so ugly that she didn't want to torment herself.
But the customers in the store were also waiting to hear the answer.
If she didn't respond, everyone would inevitably speculate.
To avoid being pointed at by others in the future, she reluctantly answered Gu Xiaoling, then turned a cold face.