"What kind of tone is that for a young man? This is my bar. I'll move if I want to. What business is it of yours?" Guo Furong said, clearly displeased.
"Boss Lady, I just think..." Ye Xiong knew his tone had been too harsh. Guo Furong was obviously a woman with a strong personality who wouldn't tolerate being told what to do. He quickly softened his attitude. "I just think... you've poured so much of your heart and soul into this bar. To just abandon it like this... can you really bear to?"
"That's right. Anyone can see you didn't open this bar to make money, but out of passion. Every piece of wood, every table, every chair—you chose them all so carefully. Not a single one has a flaw. You've invested so much time and money here. It would be a terrible shame to just throw it all away," Yang Xiaoqiao said, unable to hide her reluctance.