In the end, she could only sigh and look at Zhu Chengye with a sorrowful expression.
Zhu Chengye walked over and said, "Why don't you rest for a couple more days? Everything is fine at the restaurant, you don't need to worry so much. Everyone is already familiar with the restaurant's affairs, and they can handle things even without us."
Wan Qiqi nodded and tilted her head, saying, "Does that mean we're ready and it's time to open a branch?"
“Opening a branch is not that simple.” Zhu Chengye looked at Wan Qiqi and couldn’t help but sigh. He pointed to the new waiters and said, “These are newly recruited. They will be trained by Xiao Liuzi and the others. They will be transferred to the branch when it opens.”
"Alright, Brother Zhu, you can arrange it as you see fit." Wan Qiqi smiled, her expression playful, like a child.
Looking at the counter, Liu Ji couldn't help but remark, "Manager Wan, you seem to be getting younger and younger after your illness!"
"That's great! Who wants others to say they're old? Women hate it when others say they're old, so everyone should remember this: when female customers come into the store, compliment them on how beautiful they are!"
As Wan Qiqi spoke, she looked at Zhu Chengye and asked, "How's the land we talked about last time?"
"Sure, but if you want to acquire it, the price needs to be negotiated further," Zhu Chengye replied.
The two were on the same wavelength, so they chatted easily and soon went back to discussing the matter of opening a branch.
Wan Qiqi said, "Opening a branch will definitely cost a lot of money. We might as well share the profits. We will take a small share, and the new owner will take the large share. The new owner will only take the profits from the branch, but we can take the profits from all the branches."
Zhu Chengye lowered his eyes and thought it over carefully. He felt that this was feasible, but if the new owner was not chosen well, the restaurant's operation would also be in trouble.
He looked up at Wan Qiqi and asked, "You want him to come?"
Zhu Chengye didn't say his name, but both Wan Qiqi and he knew who "he" was.
“Although he is a playboy, he is still a viable option.” Wan Qiqi smiled mischievously, her eyes crinkling.
Just then, a male voice came from the entrance of the restaurant.
"Who are you calling a playboy?"
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