Although there were no stars in the night sky on Taoxi road, the streets were still bustling with life.
"It's cold outside, wear thicker clothes. " Yuan Zhou said to Mao Ye.
Mao Ye was shocked at first, but he replied after he came back to his senses,"Ah, I see. Thank you, boss."
The old drinker had told Mao Ye that he did not have to stay on the second floor all the time, because he was used to doing everything himself. Only when there were new guests in the tavern did he need to introduce various things.
However, Mao Ye was also very honest. He did not wait at the small pub but stood at the entrance of master chef Restaurant to see if the boss had any instructions.
"You're sick, so you have to take sick leave. You're still not feeling well, so take care of your health." Yuan Zhou said.
Mao Ye quickly nodded, then paused before saying,"Boss Yuan, someone asked me to ask you a question."
"What's the problem?" Yuan Zhou asked.
