Farewells are always sad, and no amount of distraction can change that. Zhu Jing didn't promise to keep guiding their careers, either. She couldn't look after everyone. In the future, if any of them were a good fit for Yanghe Commerce and wanted to come over, she would take them.
But if they weren't willing, or if they were willing but didn't meet Yanghe Commerce's hiring standards, she couldn't let her personal feelings get in the way.
Aside from those from out of town who couldn't make it, all the Qingzhou store managers and staff came to the dinner. They filled three tables, and luckily, the restaurant's three private rooms could be opened up into one large space.
Zhu Jing even made an exception and had a little to drink. She couldn't help it; the mood was just right. The store managers and sales associates, who usually seemed so delicate, instantly became as boisterous as any man, drinking more boldly than most.
