Yangyang the Functionary

"An intermediary, huh? So, you're like a divine secretary or… customer service representative?" Lin Mo's lips twitched into a faint smile as he leaned casually against the counter, his curiosity piqued. 

Yangyang's face squinted and tried to avert her gaze, her professionalism momentarily faltering. "I-I suppose you could describe it that way, though I prefer the term 'functionary.' My role is to ensure smooth communication and address concerns. Zhenren Lihua thought it prudent to send me here to meet you, Shopkeeper Lin."

"Me?" Lin Mo raised an eyebrow, his interest in this stand-in growing. "I wonder what's so special to send someone else in their stead just to meet me? By the way, I have a question first."

"G-go ahead." Yangyang almost stuttered but she did her best to recompose herself, her finger nudging the side of her glasses.

With a straightened back, she met his eyes.