Originally, Lao Qian was still very happy, after all, his son was filial and knew what he liked, and he bought this small bookstore and sold books to himself, in fact, he didn't think about making money at the beginning, and it was just a mess.

Who knew that it was still so difficult to mix now, first when he opened the store, he got a lot of information, so he ran for a long time, and then he found a supplier to buy books, and he bought a lot of books, but there were too many books, and there was no place to put them, so he bought a table.

He originally wanted to buy a bookshelf, but either the bookshelf was too small, or it was too expensive, and the price was not suitable, so Lao Qian never bought it, thinking that he didn't really want to make money from this, so he didn't pay attention to it at first.

Who knew that after his store opened, it attracted a lot of people, but a bunch of people asked for information, that book and that book.

At the beginning, when the store first opened, the books were relatively neat and relatively few, so people could still find them, but after the store was opened for a long time, and he usually didn't clean up the store much, the bookstore became chaotic, and every time someone asked for a book, he had to look for it for a while.

If the book is found, it will be okay for anyone to buy it, but there are many people who just look at it and don't buy it, and the old money is uncomfortable in his heart, and it also delays his time, increases his workload, and turns out that he can't make money.

Isn't this a trouble, isn't it a lot of trouble, so after discovering this, Lao Qian didn't help people find books anymore, and let people find them by themselves.

But as a result, the sales of books in their stores are decreasing day by day, and they are becoming less and less profitable.

"I'm not looking for books, are you the owner of this bookstore?" Yang Tianfan asked with a smile.

"Yes, what's the problem?" Old Qian was a little stunned in his heart, thinking that the person in front of him was not the person in charge of a government unit.

"It turns out that you are the boss, what do you call you?" Yang Tianfan was determined to sell the bookshelves in his home system this time, so he began to sell his bookshelves to this boss.

"My surname is Qian, you can call me Lao Qian, what do you say. Hearing Yang Tianfan's words, Lao Qian concluded that the person in front of him was definitely not from the government unit he had met before, because Yang Tianfan was a little humble in his speech, and even you used it, so he was sure that the young man in front of him was definitely not from the government unit.

After knowing this, Lao Qian was no longer stunned in his heart, and he could say whatever he had to say.

"Oh, hello boss Qian, in fact, it's like this, I saw that our books were placed directly on the table, in fact, it looks quite space-consuming, why haven't you thought about buying a bookshelf, after having a bookshelf, our books can also be placed neatly, and it is more convenient to find books, in fact, I am not afraid of your jokes, I just looked for a foreign masterpiece, but I didn't find it for a long time, so I thought about coming and asking you." An embarrassed smile appeared on Yang Tianfan's face.

It seems that he is really worried because he didn't find the book, but he doesn't give up, and wants to know the specific location of the foreign masterpiece from the innermost part of the bookstore owner, and even wants to ask the bookstore owner to help find it, but the bookstore owner's firm refusal at the beginning makes him very embarrassed.

Hearing Yang Tianfan say this, Boss Qian was really a little embarrassed, because he was originally a person who loved reading, and opening a store was actually just for the elderly, and his son had filial piety, so he would suffer it.

It's really not going to open a store or anything, and it will delay him from reading.