There is an unsolved mystery in Feng Qing's life, that is, why her mother is so addicted to mahjong.

Ever since Feng Qing could remember, her mother played at least one game of mahjong every day, every day, from offline to online, from mahjong parlors to Penguin Game Hall. Anyway, no matter what, playing mahjong definitely occupies a very important position in her mother's life.

Thanks to Feng Qing's mother, although Feng Qing doesn't play much, she does have some family talent in this aspect. During the Chinese New Year, she played with relatives at home and won thirty yuan.

This mahjong table was originally prepared by Feng Qing to honor her mother. It is a fully automatic mahjong machine, a must-have tool for mahjong fans, saving you the trouble of grabbing and shuffling cards.

Feng Qing originally thought that her mother would be very happy to have brought back such a second-hand item, but she ended up being scolded by her mother.

"What's the point of playing mahjong if you don't draw the cards yourself? What's the point of playing it? I just don't want to play mahjong that doesn't allow you to draw the cards yourself, so I use the computer to play..."

Feng Qing didn't quite understand. The computer doesn't require you to draw the cards yourself, but she couldn't take this mahjong machine home at all, because if she did, she would be beaten with a stick.

So if it wasn't for this time, she would have forgotten about it.

Feng Qing propped up the machine, wiped it, and then turned it on.

It must be said that this table looks quite high-end. From the outside, it looks like a simple table, and it has been made old with modern craftsmanship. If it was placed in ancient times, it would at least fool the ancient people who had never seen a laminate.

Feng Qing cleaned it thoroughly and prepared to open the door for business.

Because this table looks good, its popularity even surpassed the normal tables in the inn. Feng Qing saw that several tables of guests went there to eat in the afternoon, which was enough to prove her excellent vision.

The rest was to wait comfortably for the money to be collected, and by the way, she told the staff to listen to some news and be ready to contact the government at any time. Feng Qing was in a very good mood.

This time, they don't even have to worry about whether they will cause trouble. If they dare to cause trouble, they will immediately inform the government and the police will come to arrest them. The performance of this month has been arranged for them.

On the day of welcoming guests, Feng Qing originally wanted to go to the opposite side to listen to a half-day opera. As a result, when she told her employees about her plan, she saw their shocked expressions. They said one after another: "Boss, how could you not be in the inn that day?"

"Ah?" Feng Qing was stunned at the time. She looked at the expressions of the employees as if she had committed a heinous crime, and said blankly, "Do I need to stay in the inn?"

Then, she realized that she asked a stupid question, because her employees collectively leaned back.

"Of course!" Xiaobai jumped up and said, "Shopkeeper, you must stay in the inn for a day!"

The inn's employees didn't know what the shopkeeper was thinking at this moment. If the shopkeeper didn't respond to the other party's invitation, it would be normal for the shopkeeper not to be in the inn that day.

However, the shopkeeper was so careless that he didn't take it seriously at all, and even went to listen to books that day.

What did the shopkeeper think?

"No, then I can't even listen to books that day..." Feng Qing, who changed her job halfway and was not a "local", said with a guilty conscience. What

she feared most was that others would find out that there was something wrong between her and the people here, so she usually didn't dare to say anything about things she didn't understand.

Especially since even a little brat like Xiaobai acted as if she had made a huge mistake, Feng Qing doubted herself even more.

Could it be that there are some rules for opening a shop here? Feng Qing began to think about it.

...For example, if the expenditure reaches a certain amount, the boss must sit by and accompany the guests from beginning to end?

"Then, do I have to be there from beginning to end that day?" Feng Qing said with a guilty conscience. As soon as she said this, she saw the waiters in front of her nodding desperately.

"Then, what else do you think I should do?" Feng Qing asked tentatively.

Then, she realized that she had asked the right question.

——Because of her simple words, the pupils of the waiters in the inn trembled instantly.

Then, the inn was about to be turned upside down, and everyone was busy.

"When the time comes, you, the shopkeeper, will sit on this stool. This stool is higher than the other stools, and it will look much more domineering."

"Yes, this stool must be placed here. This place is high up, and there is a railing here, so you can't see what you put next to it."

"On that day, the curtains here must be drawn, so that the sunlight won't dazzle your eyes..."

Feng Qing was stunned to see her employees decorating the lobby with all kinds of extraordinary efficiency. The speed was so fast that even Sai Xingxing, who she always thought didn't look very smart, seemed particularly diligent at this time.

She looked at the chair in the middle of the corridor on the second floor, which was just right for looking down at the entire lobby, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly.

After sitting on the chair for a while, Feng Qing silently scanned the lobby below. That perspective can basically be described by a sentence that Feng Qing heard so many times when she was a student, "Don't think I don't know what you are doing down there, I can see all your little moves clearly from up there."

How strange.

Feng Qing always felt that as a shopkeeper in the service industry, although she didn't have to serve tea and water all the time, she didn't have to look down at this group of people from such a high and mighty perspective. This perspective was not only unrelated to the service industry, but it was a bit like the referee sitting high on the referee chair on the sidelines when Feng Qing was taking volleyball classes in college...

and so on. Feng Qing's expression suddenly became serious.

So, is that the case?

When the referee was mentioned, Feng Qing suddenly understood something.

She looked at it from this angle again, and then a smile appeared on her face. She said, why let her, a shopkeeper, accompany the whole process? There must be a purpose, and the purpose of this action is very obvious in this scene.

As the host, she should have the obligation to ensure that the guests are not cheating, so she needs to sit in such a place, to control the situation, and pay attention to the actions of everyone present.

Then she is not just watching, but has a mission.

"Here... it's really clear." Feng Qing suddenly muttered to herself, and Li Qi, who was wiping the chair next to her, was suddenly stunned.

He turned his head and looked at the shopkeeper standing lazily aside, but his eyes were full of clarity. Seeing Li Qi Laoshu's expression, his heart trembled slightly.

That was the look of someone who completely understood what he was doing.

Li Qi had already come up with words to persuade the shopkeeper, but after seeing that look, he didn't know why he paused slightly and swallowed the words back.

...

Three days later, Feng Qing was not woken up by her own alarm clock early in the morning.

She was woken up by the noise outside.

Feng Qing rubbed her eyes, with a look of pain on her face, thinking why it was so noisy outside today.

All the curtains of the guest inn were drawn, after all, what they were going to do today required a lot of privacy.

Feng Qing was afraid that someone would see her halfway and take her directly to the government office to receive the reward, so she simply drew all the curtains that could be drawn.

At this time, she was thankful in her heart that her inn was very well equipped with modern facilities. Even if it was so stuffy, if all the lights in the inn were turned on, the room would still be brightly lit.

Feng Qing had never turned on all the lights in the inn, so when she turned on the big lights that had been hidden for a long time, the staff in the inn were shocked.

"How is it?" Feng Qing said with a hint of boasting.

She looked up at the huge ceiling light hidden in the big lantern on the roof. This light had never been turned on before, but sometimes when filming, some light had to be added, and then this light would be needed.

This thing has a high wattage, so her previous boss rarely gave way.

Feng Qing has always been very obedient, and of course the most important thing is that this lamp is really dazzling when it is turned on.

"Very beautiful." Li Qi raised his head and said with a slightly dazed expression.

In his eyes, a huge lamp holder was hanging in the air, and countless candles were burning slowly.

The candle tears solidified into all kinds of strange patterns on the lamp holder, like a huge and gorgeous work of art.

Feng Qing was dressed up today.

She wore a slightly more formal dress.

For Feng Qing, she did not seek to imitate Qiu Shuzhen's style of holding a poker, but only hoped not to appear so sloppy, so that people would feel from the bottom of their hearts that she, the shopkeeper, was more reliable, and not just a freeloader.

All the guests of the inn followed Feng Qing's instructions the day before and stayed in the house obediently. Many guests moved from the second floor to the backyard to avoid seeing the distinguished guests doing things that were inconvenient to be discovered.

Feng Qing was actually prepared to tempt these guests if they were unwilling to leave, but as soon as she opened her mouth, the group of people left instantly.

She felt a little puzzled.

Feng Qing's clothes today were a little hot, so the air conditioning temperature in the lobby was turned on very low.

After all, the hem and sleeves of her dress were particularly large, a little exaggerated.

Then Feng Qing hid a mobile phone, Coke, a power bank, a Bluetooth headset, and even a plastic sword that Xiaobai insisted on letting her put in.

The naughty kid looked like he would cry if she didn't stuff it in. Feng Qing was afraid that he would make trouble, so she had no choice but to stuff it in as he said.

Then, when the time was almost up, Feng Qing finally put away the phone under his sleeve, licked his fingers covered with potato chip crumbs, and calmly looked at the surveillance camera outside the phone.

When the group of people at the door were about to knock on the door and come in, they suddenly heard a voice from the room.

"You are really punctual."

Before they knocked on the door, the door of the inn had already slowly opened, and a voice came out from inside.

"Come in."

As the door opened, everyone's breathing stagnated, and they all looked at the person sitting on the chair in the room.

She looked down at them with an indescribable smile on her face.

"There are really a lot of people here today."