The Cat Cafe had been open for a while now, and business was consistently good. They even had quite a few repeat customers, who would bring little toys and things every time they came to play with the cats.
Today, Qiao An wasn't a server but the temporary manager. She was busy welcoming and seeing off customers.
"Oh, why is Little Qiao helping out again?"
This regular was a chic, white-collar professional from a nearby high-rise. She came every day during her lunch break to drink a cup of coffee and pet some cats, soothing her weary soul after a high-pressure morning at work.
"Sister Chun hasn't been feeling well lately, so I'll be the one welcoming you for a while!"
Qiao An's smile was sweet and adorable—exactly the type that career women who fought battles in the workplace every day tended to adore.
"Quick, quick, call me 'sister'! I'll top up my card again today to boost your sales."
