"Manager~" Betty pushed the door open and came in, then saw Chen Ze fiddling with the barbecue grill, along with a whole bucket full of skewers.
"What's this?" Betty blinked, feeling her saliva was about to drool out. She was always happiest when Chen Ze made new dishes.
Chen Ze looked at the restaurant door, puzzled. He remembered he had just locked the restaurant, so how could Betty still get in?
"Betty, we're not open today, I have to go out to buy some things," Chen Ze explained, although in reality he was planning to go out and earn money by setting up a stall. He had no choice, as the customers from another world couldn't provide RMB, and to make a living, Chen Ze could only choose to earn money outside.
"Huh? Then, can I play games in your room?" As if realizing that Chen Ze had seen through her little move, Betty became even more direct.
The corners of Chen Ze's mouth twitched, "You can understand it?"
Betty shook her head; she definitely couldn't understand.
