Transmigrated as a vicious stepmother, I raised a child who became a heartthrob.

"Then let me have a turn."

In any relationship, someone always has to show vulnerability or act coquettishly. Huo Wang felt that Jiang Zhuhua would never do that, so he simply took on that role himself.

It's okay, there's nothing to be ashamed of.

"it is good."

Since the two of them were together, going on dates was inevitable. Whether they had more or less dates was ultimately up to her. Jiang Zhuhua relented.

Playing with this for a while is fine, but after playing for a long time, it causes hand vibration.

Huo Wang quietly paid the bill and bought a cup of hot milk.

"Na."

Huo Wang handed the milk to Jiang Zhuhua.

"I don't really like drinking milk. An'an will be home from school soon, could you go pick him up?"

It was almost five o'clock. Jiang Zhuhua glanced at the time and then at the milk.

"I have to get back to work. Today is the first day of the official opening, and many problems will surface. I need to keep an eye on things."

She didn't prepare the opening ceremony; Jiang Zhuhua was still sleeping at home at the time. It was Assistant Wang who took care of everything.

"Okay. Let him have dinner at my place tonight. I can cook, and I'm pretty good at it."

Huo Wang subtly mentioned that he could cook.

"Okay, I'll talk to the teacher. You can just go pick him up then."

After Jiang Zhuhua finished speaking, she prepared to leave. Huo Wang gently tugged at her hand, staring intently at her without saying a word, but giving her a suggestive look.

"I'm wearing lipstick, so I won't kiss you."

Jiang Zhuhua simply blew a kiss. Huo Wang pretended to catch the kiss and tucked it into his chest.

Jiang Zhuhua smiled inexplicably, and his mood seemed to improve.

Huo Wang smiled along. Jiang Zhuhua was going to drive his own car, so Huo Wang drove him directly to the apartment complex's parking garage. He then went to pick up the children.

Around 5 PM, the restaurant was already occupied. After parking his car, Jiang Zhuhua mingled with the other diners and headed upstairs.

Both floors were quite large, but the mid-range area was actually not very crowded. On the contrary, there were quite a few people who had booked private rooms. There were a few well-known figures in the industry among them.

Jiang Zhuhua only glanced at it.

Because they serve seafood, the restaurant has a dedicated area for raising both seafood and freshwater fish. Jiang Zhuhua walked to the front desk and tapped on the table.

"boss."

At that moment, the receptionist wasn't busy, and she immediately smiled when she saw people arrive.

How many tables were served today?

There are about a hundred tables on both floors; Jiang Zhuhua needs to take a look.

She had already promoted the business before opening, and offered various discounts. The days with the promotions would be the busiest, and then the customer traffic would gradually decrease.

"There are seventy tables downstairs, and people are still coming in. Some tables have already been turned over. And all the private rooms for tonight are booked."

Every table and every expense is recorded clearly on the computer, and the young lady at the front desk can tell you the details at a glance.

"For those who order food through group buying, remember to leave a five-star review and comment. We'll give them free ice jelly, fried dough sticks, and a birthday noodle dish for those celebrating their birthday. Remind them to be quick about it."

Each server has their own assigned counter to guide customers to pay, so they all see the front desk. Jiang Zhuhua simply told the front desk about the situation and asked them to notify the others.

"Boss, there's a table with a child who insists on giving the child a complimentary serving of ice jelly as well. Children have sensitive stomachs."

A waiter hurried over, and upon seeing the boss, he seemed to have found his pillar of support.

"Tell that the children don't eat ice jelly. But you can give them a bowl of noodles, just be tactful."

People like that are only interested in taking advantage. Jiang Zhuhua didn't care about such a small thing at all.

Sending a small gift would be best to settle things peacefully.

"Waiter, do you have a wine dispenser?"

"Waiter, a pot of tea, please."

As time went on, more and more people came, and the table turnover rate increased accordingly.

Because most of the people they hire are quick and efficient veterans, or those who have worked in this industry before. Although they are so busy that they feel like they have to run around, they are still relatively organized.

However, there are bound to be some shortcomings.

The condiments at the condiment station were being used up quickly, so Jiang Zhuhua had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and go to the kitchen to help chop cilantro. Everyone else was busy with various tasks: preparing the broth, cooking, washing dishes, serving food, and so on.

A large group of people were busy running around, and there was no time to pay attention to the ingredients. The ingredients prepared in advance were simply not enough to meet the demand.

As Jiang Zhuhua chopped the cilantro, he felt for a moment as if he had returned to the time when he was penniless. Back then, he hadn't inherited any property yet, he still had to study, and he would take odd jobs or temporary work whenever he had free time.

During the Chinese New Year, when everyone else has gone home to celebrate, Jiang Zhuhua is washing dishes at a restaurant.

Restaurants use cheap dish soap, and to remove grease, they practically use boiling water. Even wearing thick gloves, you can still feel the heat when washing dishes, and within a few days, your hands will be corroded and peel.

When the kitchen staff are too busy, they'll drag him along to chop ingredients. Sometimes it's not his job, but he has to do it for the wages.

Jobs are hard to find, and labor is cheap.

Jiang Zhuhua skillfully chopped the vegetables very finely, and they ended up in the small condiment bowl.

When she was broke, she dreamed that she would become her own boss and a good one when she had money. She washed many dishes, did many other things, and even worked as a chef's assistant.

So when she had money, her first thought was to enter the catering industry.

When she arrived here, her first thought was about this industry, because she was familiar with it and felt safe in this kind of place.

She built her business on her own hard work, earning her first pot of gold in the kitchen, which is why she has a special affection for the catering industry.

The last table of guests left at one o'clock in the morning. Jiang Zhuhua washed his hands, which still carried the smell of seasoning.

If you keep fiddling with it, it won't dissipate anytime soon.

"Take some time tomorrow and send me today's sales figures. You don't need to calculate the net profit, just give me all the information for today."

As the waiter was cleaning the room, Jiang Zhuhua said something to the receptionist.

"Got it, boss."

The receptionist still looked energetic, which pleased Jiang Zhuhua greatly.

"Okay, go home early after you're done packing, and remember to lock the door."

Jiang Zhuhua exhaled a breath of stale air and took the elevator downstairs.

"Boss, driving while fatigued is bad. Do you need a designated driver? It's free."

Huo Wang was leaning against the car door, waiting for Jiang Zhuhua. At this time, there were hardly any people on the road; the streets were deserted.

A wave of tenderness washed over me; I felt a strange, pleasant feeling. Someone was picking me up after get off work.