Chi Yun'er's mind was brimming with ideas to keep the commissary's business booming. However, as she chewed on the end of her pen, her thoughts turned to the earth-shattering changes that would happen two years down the road.
'I need to think long-term,' she mused. 'A plan that can balance my own personal development with the hospital's financial well-being!'
The next morning, Chi Yun'er rushed to the commissary with a steamed bun in her mouth.
The sky was just beginning to lighten, but Zhao Jinming and Xu Chengfang were already bustling about inside the shop.
They were cleaning, taking inventory, and writing out stock lists on paper. When they saw Chi Yun'er, they greeted her with a smile before immediately getting back to work.
Chi Yun'er put down her bag and walked around the small gatehouse, finishing her bun.
