Candidates for Mrs. CEO

“Daddy, you’re back!” The young woman walked up hopefully, holding his hand eagerly. “How did it go?”

The middle-aged man didn’t answer, just shook his head helplessly.

“No room for negotiation?” The woman looked disappointed.

“Forget it.” The middle-aged man patted his daughter’s hand, his tone full of resignation to reality.

“Forget it? How can we just forget?” The woman exclaimed, “Our shop is going to close!”

“Huixin, don’t shout and scare the customers,” he reprimanded his daughter, then smiled apologetically at the sparse customers.

When his gaze swept past the window, he suddenly paused upon seeing Shao Pingxi.

“Miss Shao?” The owner walked over slowly. “You are Miss Shao, right!”

Shao Pingxi used to be a regular customer, and she looked as noble as a valley spirit, so even after a long time, the owner still recognized her.

“Owner.” Shao Pingxi offered a faint smile.

“Long time no see,” the owner said.

“Indeed.”

“I thought you might have forgotten our little unknown shop.”

Shao Pingxi just smiled silently. She hadn’t forgotten this small sweet soup shop, she just didn’t want to revisit places with Huo Juren’s shadow, adding to her heartache.

“Oh? Why are you alone? Where’s Mr. Huo?” the owner asked curiously.

Anyone who had seen Huo Juren would be deeply impressed – how could such a man with kingly charisma be easily forgotten?

The gentle smile on her beautiful face suddenly froze.

The perceptive owner chuckled, “I’m getting old! Nowadays, young people don’t need to be together all the time. Love needs personal space, right?”

“Miss, your sweet potato soup.” At this moment, the girl named Huixin served the soup.

“Thank you.” Shao Pingxi politely responded.

“Daddy, please negotiate with the landlord again!” Huixin pulled her father’s sleeve anxiously. “Maybe there’s still a chance! He can’t just suddenly demand double rent and tell us to close down. We’ve known each other for so many years, he can’t be completely unreasonable!”

“Huixin, don’t discuss this in front of customers,” the owner said in a low voice.

“Discuss what? This is about our shop’s life and death!” Huixin’s eyes widened. “If we can’t run the shop, we won’t have any customers!”

“Go home, I don’t need your help here!” the owner snapped.

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