What Lu Shengye was referring to was actually just a poster stand.

Today, Zhang Junrui destroyed the simple poster board that Jiang Xuan made from cardboard boxes.

He planned to make her a wooden one so that she wouldn't have to worry about the wind and sun damaging the poster.

Just as he was using a planer to polish the support, Jiang Xuan and Ma Xiaolan came in.

Jiang Xuan was carrying two rolls of paper, Ma Xiaolan was carrying two large boxes of paint, and Xiuxiu was holding three bags of popcorn.

"Shengye, what are you doing?" Jiang Xuan walked over quickly and snatched the plane from Lu Shengye's hand. "You still have an injury on your arm."

"It's alright."

"How can it not be a problem? What if it gets inflamed? What do you want to do? I'll find someone to do it for you."

"No need, it will be ready soon."

Lu Shengye's hands did not stop moving.

Ma Xiaolan handed the paint and two buckets of popcorn to Jiang Xuan and said in a low voice, "Then I'll go in first."

Jiang Xuan looked at the large wooden plank and long log on the ground, which looked like an easel, and asked in confusion, "Are you making an easel?"

"Poster stand".

Jiang Xuan was touched to find out that it was made for herself. "There's no rush, you can take your time making it."

"Director Liu from the subdistrict office just said that they have already issued the business premises certificate and that we should go and pick it up. You should also prepare your ID card and start-up capital, and then you can go to the Industry and Commerce Bureau to apply for a business license."

"Startup capital or proof of funds?"

"Breakfast is just a small business, so the requirements aren't high. Just bring 10 yuan."

Jiang Xuan felt relieved.

At the same time, Yang Shuying had already set off and arrived at the courtyard.