Xiang Wan trusted her ability to handle matters, "Just make the call."
"You trust me that much?" Shi Nian'an cheekily smiled, "You don't even check the accounts, aren't you afraid I'll embezzle?"
Xiang Wan, her eyes bleary from drink, stared at the liquor in her glass and laughed along, "If you were really so hard up that you resorted to that, I'd turn a blind eye."
Luo Manman chimed in, "Doesn't the new store still need a manager? How about I give it a shot?"
Shi Nian'an was puzzled, "Aren't you a pastry chef? Always in the kitchen, can you handle the store affairs too? Mixing these roles isn't a good idea; better not get involved."