If the gentleman were to set up a stall and sell these things all by himself, wouldn't he be too busy?
Lin Zhou thought about it carefully and realized that he wasn't the only one busy at the stall next door.
There wasn't much time to say, Lin Zhou was in a hurry, and while putting on his warm gear, he said, "It's okay, I'll set up the stall first and see how it goes. I'll call you if I get too busy."
Seeing that Lin Zhou had a plan, Steward Sun didn't say anything more.
I saw him out.
Back at the villa, I saw the aunties still cleaning up the kitchen. I went over to help, and couldn't help but sigh.
"Sir, you are so diligent. You are still out having fun, and you still come back to set up your stall in the early hours of the morning at the beginning of the new week."
"They won't even let us help. Sigh, it's so hard for us."
In the eyes of Butler Sun, Lin Zhou, being so young, rich, and capable, could certainly live a more relaxed life.
But he still sets up a stall every week to do business.
Although business is good, it's also really hard work.
After arriving in the north, in such cold weather, having to set up a stall before dawn is not a job that most people can do.
Moreover, they don't need any help; once they set up their stall, they do everything by themselves.
The aunties nodded in agreement.
People who are so rich yet do such hard work have probably only met Mr. Lin once in most of their lives.
"The gentleman has his own ideas and pursuits. Different levels have different ideas, so it's normal that we can't understand his feelings."
Aunt Fang could understand it to some extent.
Just like pursuing a dream, all the efforts should be made by the individual's own willingness.
This is something outsiders cannot understand.
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