"Are you sure?"
Yang Haotian squinted his eyes.
"Of course I'm sure, aren't you? This is a bar after all."
Shen Jingqi surveyed the surroundings.
"Why is there no one here? Didn't you say this bar is very popular?"
"Look at the time."
"It's 9:36 PM."
"It's not even the official opening time for the bar yet, okay? People who come here to drink usually start after midnight. That's when it truly becomes a bar."
Yang Haotian raised an eyebrow.
He picked up his glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one go, letting out a breath.
"So you're saying, right now, it's not really a bar. So what? It has a sign that says 'bar,' its function is to be a bar."
"That's right, the bar is the current function of this place, but is it its mission?"
"If we're talking about the mission of the bar, this bar was created by you. Its nature is decided by you. Even if it has a mission, it is one that you've given it."
