Han Xing and the others sat at the entrance of the coffee shop, admiring the shop's decor.
At this moment.
A young girl with twin buns and wearing an apron pushed open the wooden door and slowly walked out.
Then, she served each person a steaming cup of coffee and silently retreated.
This young girl was Mu Qing, not very talkative, with a somewhat shy personality.
No one paid much attention.
Instead, they skillfully picked up their coffee cups.
A refreshing aroma filled their nostrils.
Making them indulge in the moment.
Everyone took a sip and couldn't help but praise it.
Cheng Jianyong sighed, "Speaking of which, Mu Qing's coffee grinding skills are quite impressive. Even in those popular cities, just this craft alone would be enough to make a name."
Shen Yun also nodded, seemingly remembering something, then asked.
"Brother Xing, what do you think about the idea I mentioned earlier, about creating a commercial city?"
