"Qi An, all cleaned up." The assistant efficiently wrapped up the cleaning station, speaking in a loud voice.
"Help me call the next customer in." Du Qian rolled up his sleeves to the middle of his upper arms, speaking slowly.
"Hm? Okay!" The assistant paused, then a flash of joy appeared in his eyes as he walked quickly out of the cleaning room.
He'd partnered with Du Qian for a long time and was very familiar with his habits.
Normally, Du Qian would roll his sleeves up to his elbows when cleaning, but sometimes he'd roll them up even higher, all the way to his upper arms.
Usually, that meant he was about to get serious.
Originally, the assistant had been worried because Du Qian had proactively sent away a customer, but now he felt a surge of confidence.
When Du Qian gets serious, winning the title of Cleaning Saint was inevitable!
Pushing open the cleaning room door, the assistant shouted out toward the hallway.
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"Next!"
