Quick-wearing green tea, she is so charming

Chapter 1714 Those Years When I Opened the Wish House (1)
In T City, there is a bookstore with a deserted business on the bustling Changjing Street.

The name is - Wish Bookstore.

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A woman in a black cheongsam and high heels is holding a white bag.

As she pushed the door open, the door bell rang.

"Hello, store manager." The employee at the front desk saw her and immediately stood up and greeted her.

"Morning." The woman stretched out her hands lazily and yawned, her red nails were unusually eye-catching.

With the ending sound, like a cat's paw scratching his heart, the employee blushed in embarrassment, "There are no customers today."

"Well, the client will come back later." The woman said.

She stepped up and walked inside.

The bookstore does not look very big. There is a registration desk on the left side of the entrance, a row of bookshelves right in front of it, and an empty space on the right with original tables and chairs for customers to pay attention to. On the right is another row of bookshelves.

The woman turned right, and then opened a door. There was a long corridor inside, and there were bookstores on both sides. Different types of books were marked on the door.

There are five rooms on one side, and the end is where she rests and works.

Looking at the swaying back of the woman, the staff sighed, the new store manager is too good-looking.

Ginger Tea yawned and pushed open the door at the end.

There are bookshelves sunken on the walls on both sides of the interior, and there is a desk in front of it.

There is a sofa on the right side of the bookcase, a small round table next to it, and a water dispenser on the left.

She sat back on the office chair behind the desk and cleaned up the things on the table.

I was very depressed.

Originally, she didn't come to this world, that's what the Bronze Horn said, but something went wrong halfway.

Ginger tea was worn from the original body.

When I first came here, I was in this office. The previous bookstore transferred the store to her, saying that she hoped that she could complete the work well, and the representative of the store manager was a ring.

I thought it was just fishing, but I saw the job content given by the other party.

Ginger Tea discovered that this world is very unusual.

It should be said that this bookstore is unusual.

Wish Bookstore, as the name suggests, helps people fulfill their wishes.

But the premise is that it does not violate the moral law and does not disturb the social order. The previous bookstore owner is also a woman wearing a cheongsam.

Although she looks young, Jiang Cha can see the vicissitudes in her eyes at a glance. She has lived for a long time.

"If there was regret medicine, would you take it?" The woman asked her suddenly before she left.

"No." Jiang Cha replied without thinking. She didn't think she would regret it.

The woman was taken aback, and then sighed, "But those who come in are all people who want to take the medicine of regret."

She finished speaking and left.

After ginger tea came for two or three days, I read the note left by the woman and the wish list of previous customers.

There are money for "regret medicine", and life.

Probably learned something, women have a certain ability to make people go back to the past.

Jiang Cha touched the ring on his index finger, probably because of this ability.

After staying here all morning, Jiang Cha was so bored that he was about to fall asleep.

Suddenly there was a wind chime from behind.

"Hello, sir." The little clerk who was dozing off immediately cheered up, "May I ask what you need to buy?"

"Is your boss here?" The gentleman who came in was in his 30s, but he had a lot of gray hair on his head.

He was wearing an expensive suit, but he was not in a good state of mind.

"Yes, I'll call right away!" The clerk said, calling the landline on the table.

Ginger Tea in the room had already heard the movement, hung up immediately, and straightened her hair and clothes.

Then stepped out on high heels.

The man stood at the front desk without moving, his eyes seemed to be looking at the bookstore, but his eyes were not focused, obviously distracted.

(End of this chapter)