Qiulan listened to Cheng Su's words, and couldn't help but feel stirred in her heart, her throat also a bit choked: "I know, I can't relax either!"
Cheng Su patted her on the shoulder, and said: "Speaking of which, back when it was just the two of us running Joy Soon Loy, busying about, buying, chopping, cooking, selling food, all done by ourselves, how tough were those times!"
Qiulan recalled those days, wasn't it just like that?
"Look at it now!" Cheng Su pointed at the coming and going customers and waiters, and said: "Now we don't have to do it all ourselves, there's a clear division of labor, the level has gone up more than a notch, and the girls below all call you Sister Lan, isn't that something?"
Qiulan shook her head, choked with emotion: "It's not easy, Sister Su, these two years, it hasn't been easy for me, and even harder for you. Sister Su, I'm grateful to you, you gave me such a platform."
