In the shop, Ji Qingyan looked at Lin Yi with her big, beautiful eyes.
"This young lady seems to be at odds with you. The food she ordered only cost a little more than 500 yuan, but she spent 700 yuan on delivery fees. What should we do?"
"What else can we do? It's a free lunch."
"Hehe, I think so too. This is more than 1,000 yuan. Minus the cost and the platform's commission, we can earn at least 700 yuan. This is a zero-loss situation."
"That's right."
The two of them went to the kitchen together. Ji Qingyan was in charge of making milk tea and washing vegetables, while Lin Yi did the rest.
Ten minutes later, just as the dishes were about to be served, the delivery man from Meituan walked in.
"Boss, is the meal ready?"
"Right away. Hold on."
"Okay."
Lin Yi was very efficient. After the meal was served, Ji Qingyan was in charge of packing. The division of labor was extremely clear.