The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

Familiar streets, familiar passersby, familiar corners... Corner Tea Talk.

Ye Shu stood at the door, glanced at the time, it was 8:30, and Sister Chen Xing still hadn't arrived.

I took the key out of my pocket, unlocked the door, and a faint aroma of coffee wafted out—the shop's unique scent.

Ye Shu took a deep breath and felt much more refreshed.

I took off my coat, took out the apron from under the counter, turned on the light, turned on the stereo, selected a soothing piece of light music, and began my preparations for the day.

Fetch water, mop the floor, wipe the table, prepare ingredients...

When the body gets busy, the brain actually enters a state of emptiness. After not working for a long time, suddenly starting to move again, you have to admit, there is a strange sense of exhilaration.

It was almost nine o'clock when the wind chimes at the door rang.

Ye Shu was squatting on the counter behind the bar, wiping the cups inside.

Hearing the sound, I stood up and looked towards the door. Chen Xing walked in carrying that familiar big canvas bag. His hair was probably a little messy from the wind, and his face was rosy. He looked to be in good spirits.

"Good morning, Xiao Ye!"

"Good morning, Sister Chen Xing."

Chen Xing stuffed his large satchel under the bar counter, his eyes scanning Ye Shu from head to toe twice, and laughed:

"It's strange, isn't it? It feels like it's been quite a while since I've seen you."

Ye Shu dried her hands and smiled too.

Indeed, he had the same feeling. From his father's arrival to his own fever, then Chen Xing's fever, and up to today, less than a week had passed, but inexplicably it felt like a long time had gone by.

However, Ye Shu also joked along with her words:

"This shows that you are a considerate and dedicated boss who cares about your employees."

Chen Xing's eyes crinkled, clearly pleased:

"Hmm, that flattery really pleases me. Here's a coffee for you."

Soon, the fresh aroma of coffee filled the air. Chen Xing pushed a latte in front of Ye Shu, and the two leaned against the bar, chatting in the morning light and the scent of coffee.

Chen Xing asked Ye Shu about the meeting with her parents, and Ye Shu recounted it in detail, concluding that they were all very satisfied.

Then Chen Xing complained to Ye Shu about how he had been lying around at home these past few days, and the happy troubles of being fed by his partner. It was basically just showing off their affection, but Ye Shu was now completely immune to this level of showing off their affection.

The cup of coffee was finished, and the preparations were basically complete. Chen Xing washed the cup and suddenly spoke to Ye Shu:

"By the way, Xiao Ye, there's a small adjustment today."

"Hmm? Sister Chen Xing, what are you saying?"

"Today, you'll make the drinks, and I'll greet the guests in the front."

Ye Shu was tidying up the sticky notes next to the radio when she heard this. She paused, looked up at Chen Xing, and instinctively wanted to ask, "Huh? Can I do it?", but swallowed the words back down.

What's wrong with that? Before, when Chen Xing was too busy or deliberately training him, he had served quite a few customers. Moreover, after get off work, he practiced making drinks quite a bit. Most of them don't require any special skills and are quite simple.

Thinking about it this way, Ye Shu felt a little eager to try. This was trust, and also an opportunity.

"Okay."

Ye Shu nodded in agreement, which surprised Chen Xing somewhat:

"So you're so quick to agree? I thought you'd be a little hesitant and ask me, 'Sister Chen Xing, am I any good?' I even prepared some encouraging words for you, but you didn't need them."

Upon hearing this, Ye Shu grinned and asked:

"Huh? Then Sister Chen Xing, I...Is it okay for me?"

Seeing his pretentious act, Chen Xing casually picked up a rag and threw it at him.

"Screw you, it's fake or not. You can do it, you definitely can!"

She walked over to Ye Shu, patted him on the shoulder, and said in a tone as if the organization was assigning him a task:

"Keep it up, Xiao Ye. Do a good job, and I'm thinking of handing this shop over to you from now on. You can be the manager and take charge of operations, and I can just sit back and relax, occasionally come over for a coffee, collect the money, and then I can relax and enjoy myself! Just thinking about it makes me happy."

Ye Shu didn't take the joke seriously, but rather as encouragement from Chen Xing.

"Okay, Sister Chen Xing. Then you'd better lie down and relax. From now on, I'll be your store manager, and you can count money until your hands cramp up while lying down."

At nine o'clock sharp, Chen Xing walked to the store entrance and flipped the sign on the door over.

The morning light was just right, and a new day began at Corner Tea House. It was also the first major test for Ye Shu, who was in charge of beverages for the first time.

The wind chimes at the door are also ready to ring at any time for the first guest.

Ye Shu also inexplicably became nervous, staring at the doorway and going over the order of making various drinks in her mind.

At 9:05, the wind chimes at the door chose to remain silent.

At 9:15, only the sunlight from outside could be seen entering the room.

At 9:25, Ye Shu, who had initially stood at attention behind the bar, began to relax, his eyes glancing towards the door every now and then.

Half an hour has passed, and not a single customer has arrived.

This situation is indeed a bit unusual. Although Corner Tea House is not a popular online store, it has always had a decent number of customers.

At this time of year, I would have already had three to five cups of caffeine, let alone today with the nice weather and it being a weekday, so there should be office workers who need caffeine to keep going.

Ye Shu couldn't hold on any longer. She braced herself on the bar counter with both hands, rested her chin on her hands, and cosplayed as Xiao Hua, staring intently at the glass door. Every now and then, someone passing by would turn their head to look inside and be startled by Ye Shu's somewhat resentful gaze.

Of course, Chen Xing also felt resentful.

At first, she was checking materials and organizing documents, keeping a close eye on Ye Shu's condition, ready to step in at any time.

But as time slowly passed, the doorway became as quiet as if it had been welded shut, and she couldn't sit still any longer.

Chen Xing stood up, walked to the glass door, almost pressed his face against it, looked around at the street outside, and muttered to himself:

"Huh? What's going on? This is weird... It shouldn't be this late."

She watched for a while, but didn't find anything, so she walked back with her arms crossed, her eyes scanning Ye Shu up and down behind the bar, who was looking on with longing.

"Something's wrong, something's really wrong. Why isn't my little lucky cat working today?"

After Chen Xing finished speaking, he took another step closer, lowered his voice, and said with a serious expression:

"Tell me honestly, where did you hide the real Ye Shu? Are you trying to fool me by putting this fake here?"

Ye Shu finally had no choice but to straighten up:

"Sister Chen Xing, it's probably because we haven't been open for several days, and some of our regular customers didn't know we were open today."

Ye Shu never believed that the previous customer traffic had anything to do with him. He thought it must be because Sister Chen Xing's skills were good and the store was in a good location. How could it have anything to do with him, an employee?

Chen Xing, however, didn't believe his "feudal science" rhetoric. He reached out and patted him on the shoulder, giving him an expression that said, "The organization thinks highly of you."

"Young man, don't underestimate yourself! Believe in your abilities! Quick, use your powers, perform a ritual, and summon the customers with your mind! Go for it, little lucky cat, our shop's KPI for today depends on you!"

Ye Shu was amused:

"Sister Chen Xing, you're giving me too much credit. If I really had that kind of power, if my words were that effective, I might as well just wish for the lottery win, why would I need to work? See, if I said a customer would come in, would it work?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, the wind chimes by the door tinkled, the glass door was pushed open, and a man dressed clearly as an office worker walked to the bar.

"Hello, one latte, to go, please."

Ye Shu and Chen Xing stared at the man without saying a word, then looked at each other in disbelief.

Chen Xing stared wide-eyed, his eyes filled with disbelief: "Really? Is this true? Can words become law?" and a sense of "I told you so!"

Ye Shu was also stunned. She opened her mouth, her expression somewhere between "Who am I? Where am I? What did I just say?" and "This must be a coincidence, right? It must be a coincidence!"

So, this must be a coincidence, right?