"In a location this good, with a space this big... It might be hot for a little while, but then people will stop coming. It's doubtful they'll even make their money back."
"I wouldn't know about that."
Since Zhu Xiaopeng was the principal's nephew, Xu Xinrui didn't want to argue with him too much; after all, she still worked for the school.
But inwardly, she couldn't stop complaining.
'If you've got the guts, go say that to Xiaoqi. What's so special about putting her down in front of me?'
Soon, the group arrived at the bookstore.
Jiang Xiaoqi led Lin Jiang straight to the children's book section.
They had to choose books for students from first to fifth grade, so while it seemed like a simple task, the workload was actually quite substantial.
