Qian Manjiang frowned, a hint of reluctance flashing in his eyes.

After a moment, he said, "I'm not drinking anymore, but give me two bottles of Jin Sanhua."

Dong Shishi got him some wine, charged him ten yuan, and gave him two yuan in change.

"Young man, you should consider opening a branch on Garden Road; business will definitely be booming." Niu Jiefang prepared to leave.

"Okay, I'll think about it." Wang Peng chuckled and got up to see them out.

“Old Qian, there’s something wrong with this wine. Why did you take it home?” Niu Jiefang pointed at his wine jug. “Just pour it out here.”

Qian Manjiang was reluctant to throw it away and said coldly, "Why throw it away? Take it home to wash the toilet."

Cleaning the toilet is a good idea, Wang Peng smiled and watched the two elderly people get on the bus.

At that moment, a young couple stopped their bicycles by the roadside.

They were around twenty-five years old, and looked like a young couple. The man had a somewhat long face, and the woman had a somewhat round face.

The man looked at the signboard of the brother's shop, then at Wang Peng, got off his bicycle and walked over.

"Hey buddy, is the boss in?" the man asked with a smile.

“That’s me, please say so,” Wang Peng replied.

The woman was standing by the roadside holding her bicycle. As soon as Wang Peng saw her, she immediately turned her head to look at the road, looking somewhat shy.

The man smiled ingratiatingly, "Boss Wang, do you need any more workers here?"

"Yes, are you looking for a job?" Wang Peng said, as he was preparing to find a partner for Dong Shishi.

“It’s not me, it’s my wife.” The man pointed at the woman. “She’s worked at Qinghui Supermarket for three years and wants to change jobs.”

"Oh?" Wang Peng became interested, seeing this as an opportunity to find out more about Qinghui's inside story.