Cen Yu and He Yuxing stayed in the DVD shop, carefully observing the view outside the window—

"boss."

A figure appeared outside the door; judging from the voice, it was the girl from before.

"He regretted it and said he didn't want to watch a romance movie. Could you give us a different one?"

"We just left not long ago, we should have enough time, right?"

At this moment, the street outside seemed to have a gray filter applied, and the door of the DVD store was covered with colorful posters. Cen Yu could only see a blurry figure standing at the door.

She knocked on the door of the DVD store a few times.

"Boss, I know you haven't left yet."

"Please replace it for us."

"I'll leave right after I change it."

...

Meanwhile, Jiang Min was also sitting in his restaurant, which was not doing well and had no customers.

He kept looking at the clock in the store, but found that the hour hand was spinning rapidly at a certain moment, and in the blink of an eye it was 6 o'clock.

Thinking that he should close at 6 p.m., he just walked over and closed the blue glass door.

A figure pushing a tricycle was already standing in front of the blue glass door—

"Boss, the zipper on my tricycle is broken. Do you have any tools?"

"Boss, have you eaten the meat I gave you?"

"I really didn't sell diseased pork, it was all fresh."

"The pig was just slaughtered at home."

The figure stood outside the blue glass door, banging on it repeatedly.

"Bang."

The glass door suddenly made a noise, and Jiang Min stared at it.

The figure outside the glass door slowly bent down, seemingly trying to press its face against the glass to get a clearer view. Fortunately, the blue glass door hadn't been cleaned in a long time, and its transparency wasn't high enough, so the thing wasn't clearly visible the first time... Jiang Min didn't have time to think about it and immediately bent down and lay down on the chair next to her.

Fortunately, the tables in the restaurant were covered with tablecloths, and there were chairs to block his view.

Less than a second after he lay down, the thing wiped the dust off the glass and put its eyeballs back in.

His eyes were glued to the blue glass door, trying to see everything inside the restaurant.

The restaurant was empty, and he couldn't find Jiang Min.

"Boss," he said in the voice of the middle-aged man from before, "open the door."

Did you eat that meat?

"It's fresh, good meat."