He Chen urgently rode his bike, taking Ye Manman to find a photography studio. This studio's storefront was small, and business was lackluster, almost deserted.
But there weren't many photography studios in the town.
And it wasn't just this place; every studio's business was bad.
Because most families during this era were ordinary, and there wasn't extra money to spend on photography. After all, taking a photo would cost most workers more than a month's salary.
Who has nothing better to do with their money to go get their photo taken?
The owner was sighing while cleaning the cameras and lighting equipment in the store when He Chen strode in with his long legs.
"Boss, can you take wedding photos?"
The owner, a skinny old man with glasses, never expected anyone to come for a photo today, so he was startled when he heard the voice.
When he turned his head and saw them, both were so handsome!
He quickly put down the cloth he was holding and went over to greet them.
