苏晓雨抱着个大纸箱，站在街角，看着眼前这个不到二十平米的网铺，叹了口气。 boxes of books lay scattered all over the room. She had thought starting a bookstore would be fulfilling after her relationship ended, but turns out she was just setting herself up for financial hardship and more heartache.

The shop had a sign that read "Book Heaven" in English, written crookedly. It had been months since she graduated, and now she was unemployed with not even a place to live. Her tuition and fees had to be paid, and she couldn't just rely on her parents forever.

She walked in and the smell of old paper and ink hit her. The shop was small, cramped, and the shelves were crammed with all kinds of books. There was a man behind the counter, fixing a shelf.

"Excuse me, do you have any vacancies?" Su Xiaoyu asked, standing awkwardly in the doorway.

The man looked up, his eyes narrowed. He was wearing a gray uniform. "Vacancies? This is a bookstore, isn't it?" He handed her a flyer. "If you want to work here, you can fill out this application."