Even hiding behind Qi Changfu, to avoid Zhuang Qingning picking up something else to throw at him, making him cry out in pain and supplication.
Qi Changfu, on the other hand, just chuckled, "Manager Zhuang."
When others greeted her, Zhuang Qingning felt she should respond. She stopped, smiled faintly, "Chef Qi."
"Chef Qi seems to be idle, able to find time to chat here."
Qi Changfu's face changed at the word "idle".
He was indeed idle, Fushun Tower's business was plummeting, and very few customers came. As the chef, he didn't need to prepare many things in the kitchen, nor did he need to cook many dishes.
Zhuang Qingning was the type of person who knew where to hit.
This little girl was not as simple as she appeared.
Qi Changfu's eyes darted around, and he chuckled, "Manager Zhuang speaks the truth. Fushun Tower is indeed not what it used to be. Manager Feng is like a rabid dog, biting people everywhere, and the two of us have had more than our fill of idle time."