Gu Yundong took a sip of tea. "There's no hurry. Take your time to consider. Tell me when you've thought it through."
"Oh, oh, okay." Zhuangzi was stunned. He grabbed the rag and turned to leave.
Gu Yundong suddenly added, "By the way, during the three months you'll be the shopkeeper, the new employee is called Chen Jincai. Take good care of him and let him get familiar with the job as soon as possible."
Slap. The rag in Zhuangzi's hand fell to the ground. He turned his head and looked at Gu Yundong in horror. He asked in disbelief, "Boss, who are you talking about?"
"Chen Jincai, the eldest son of the village chief."
Zhuangzi's footsteps were a little unsteady. The Chen Jincai who always looked up to the sky every time he saw him? The Chen family's eldest son, whom he unconsciously bent down in front of, came over to be his assistant?
At that time, he would probably be the waiter who was ordered around, right?
