As she said, she had no right to interfere with Zhu Chengye's choices.

"Qiqi, I'm so glad I met you and opened this restaurant with you. You have many people backing you up, and they can also support the restaurant. Everyone talks about Xinglong Restaurant with great enthusiasm, and as for me, I just want to do my part for the restaurant..."

At this point, how could Wan Qiqi not understand the meaning behind Zhu Chengye's words?

She was a woman, and with so many people backing her up, everyone who came to the restaurant wanted to befriend her and build good relationships with her.

Zhu Chengye, a down-to-earth man who has always worked hard for the restaurant, is often overlooked by everyone.

Everyone knows that Wan Qiqi is the manager of Xinglong Restaurant.

But Zhu Chengye only ever asked one question: "Who is it?"

"Brother Zhu, isn't the purpose of running a restaurant to make money? If we have a clear division of labor, making money and building the reputation of Xinglong Restaurant, wouldn't that be enough?"

Wan Qiqi turned around and looked at Zhu Chengye, "Is fame and reputation really that important to you?"

"Qiqi, you don't understand..." Zhu Chengye shook his head, but didn't continue.

Wan Qiqi couldn't understand why Zhu Chengye kept his thoughts to himself.

She took a deep breath and shrugged. "Alright, Brother Zhu, I'll hand over the management of the restaurant to you from now on. I'll take 10% less. I'll do what I'm supposed to do. I happen to have some things to take care of, so I might be able to come to the restaurant less often."

"Qiqi, that's not what I meant..." Zhu Chengye immediately chased after her and stopped in front of Wan Qiqi. "Qiqi, it's not that I felt I took too little..."

“Brother Zhu, I don’t want to argue with you, and I respect your choice. I hope that Xinglong Restaurant, which we’ve built together, can last. Since we’ve run into problems, let’s solve them and think things through, okay?”