Unlike Ming Zhiyan, although he had no expression on his face and looked cold, his heart was sincere.
Only a dummy could maintain a smile. Lin Zhiqing kept smiling like this and Jian Qingqing felt terrified after looking at it for a long time.
So she refused, "Let's talk about it later. There are very few ingredients to make hotpot now, and it's only enough for me to maintain this restaurant."
Lin Zhiqing understood her refusal and nodded without saying anything else.
Some of the shop assistants were badly injured, and it would take time to order the tables and chairs in the shop, so Jian Qingqing planned to close the shop and give them half a month off.
Ming Zhiyan looked at Jian Qingqing and said with some guilt, "I'm sorry. I didn't find out about this in time."
