She was wearing a pair of cotton pants on her legs, which were not the wide and baggy type worn by others, but a kind of slim-fit leggings. On her feet, she wore cotton boots that were actually snow boots with layered soles she had made herself; in her previous life, she had seen young people wearing such boots, which were quite good-looking. Unexpectedly, one day, she would be able to dress herself in such a youthful fashion. No, that’s not right, she was already quite youthful — only sixteen. Yes, sixteen, an age as blooming as flowers.
"Let’s go," Jian Zhiqing reached out to Qin Xiangnuan.
Qin Xiangnuan ran over, ready to follow him, but then she felt warmth as her hand was tightly enveloped in his larger palm.
She was startled for a moment and then slightly shook, her heart also inevitably skipped a beat.
Jian Zhiqing pinched the face of the girl in front of him. Don’t always be so serious, young lady, you look like an old granny.
Qin Xiangnuan lowered her eyelids, watching Jian Zhiqing holding her hand and let out a long sigh.
Wasn’t she just like an old granny?
Furthermore, she might have really overthought it. Jian Zhiqing only saw her as a little sister, so he had not noticed that they were actually of the opposite sex.
Don’t misunderstand, really don’t misunderstand, Qin Xiangnuan smiled, indirectly hinting that she was thinking too much. After all, someone like him wouldn’t take interest in a little girl like her.
Originally, she thought that Jian Zhiqing wanted to buy something and needed her help to carry it, but that was not the case. He brought her into an office instead, and Qin Xiangnuan was surprised for a moment. Wasn’t this the management office of the park where she sold her pancakes?
This is the young girl I mentioned.
The person speaking couldn’t help laughing upon seeing Qin Xiangnuan. Young lady, you’re quite capable, but it’s not easy, up early and to bed late.
Qin Xiangnuan didn’t understand what he was talking about, so she looked at Jian Zhiqing with questioning eyes. Jian Zhiqing shook his head and she placed her hands on her knees — she listened to what others had to say.
"So, what do you think, have you considered my offer?" Jian Zhiqing crossed his legs comfortably on the sofa, tall and relaxed.
"Almost," the man thought for a moment before he said, "Anyway, that place is just sitting there unused. We could just lend it to the young lady for now. The park won’t see major changes in the next few years, so she can make use of that time. As long as I’m here, it won’t change at least. What happens in the future, we’ll see, right? No one can be sure."
"So, young lady..." he finally turned to Qin Xiangnuan, not very serious and smiling amiably, "you might have to pay some fees to the park in the future, not much, just ten to twenty dollars a month. What do you think? Let’s call it a sanitation fee."
Paying money? Qin Xiangnuan nodded without any hesitation. She hadn’t had to pay anything besides the cost of materials when selling her product; no booth fee, no storage fee, no sanitation fee, and no one had ever come to collect such fees, so paying some made her feel justified.
As for exactly what the man was talking about, she was still unclear even now, and remained baffled when Jian Zhiqing took her out of the office.
"Brother Jian, what’s the matter? Did I cause some trouble?" The first thing she thought of was that she might have been caught by urban management and wouldn’t be allowed to sell anymore.
"No, don’t let your imagination run wild," Jian Zhiqing rubbed her hair, a hint of warmth crossing his usually cool demeanor.