DING-A-LING—!
The chime of the wind bell at the door snapped Lin Ping back to her senses. She hurriedly went back to greeting the steady stream of customers entering the shop.
It was hard to say if it was due to the good publicity or if the sign at the entrance was just that appealing.
In less than an hour, the place was already packed.
When Lin Shen arrived, this was the bustling scene that greeted him.
The entrance was crowded with customers' electric scooters and private cars. Many passersby had stopped to peer through the display windows, and inside, every seat was taken.
There wasn't even a place for Lin Shen to park. He had to leave his Jaguar XFL far away and walk over.
Huh?
Lin Shen glanced at his watch. After confirming it was just a little past eight in the morning, he was completely stunned.
He had imagined the pet society's business might be good, but he never expected it to be *this* good!
