Tan Deming watched the crowd come and go, and the stacks of the martial arts magazine kept shrinking. A store clerk would quickly come by to replenish the supply.
"Manager, it's only the first day and so many people are buying them. Should we order another batch in advance? What if we run out tomorrow or the day after…?" The clerk had clearly noticed something was unusual, and after restocking yet again, she quietly made a suggestion to the store manager.
The manager checked the sales records from just the past two hours and made an immediate decision. "You're right, we need to place an advance order. I'll contact the publisher right now."
Tan You and Tan Deming both overheard the brief exchange. They glanced at each other, and Tan You smiled faintly. "Grandpa, are you going to stay here, or…?"
Tan Deming knew his granddaughter all too well. He hugged his teacup and asked, "Where are you off to?"
