Yao Ying was also startled to see Sun Yaowen and hurried forward to greet him. "Dean Sun, what brings you here?"
"Er, I need to see Feng Hao about something," Sun Yaowen said, looking slightly embarrassed. "And... I hear you're working here now. In that case, I'll leave the shop in your hands."
"You can count on me, Dean." Yao Ying gave a charming smile, her beautiful eyes glancing thoughtfully at Feng Hao.
Feng Hao couldn't be bothered with idle chit-chat. After giving a few simple instructions, he pulled Sun Yaowen out of the shop.
Watching their departing figures, Yao Ying frowned and muttered to herself, 'Wasn't he expelled? Why would Dean Sun be looking for him?'
'Who cares? It's more practical to just focus on making money.' Yao Ying's lips curled into a smile. She expertly turned on the MP3 player on the counter, and with the pleasant music playing, she began her workday.
Perhaps it was because she was getting paid, but she found that she was starting to love this job.
