Six hundred and seventy-eight, several millions a month, right?

After finishing his busy work, Gu Chen finally managed to sit down and rest.

Having prepared such a large pot of food, he nearly couldn't straighten his back.

It was probably because he hadn't done this sort of thing for a long time.

So for a while, even Gu Chen himself found it a bit hard to adjust.

"Boss, you shouldn't cook anymore in the future, just leave all these tasks to me," Xiao Fang said to Gu Chen, looking at the beads of sweat on his forehead as if she felt sorry for him.

Gu Chen chuckled upon hearing this, then told her, "With you and Xiao Ping here, I won't have to worry too much from now on. You can take care of these matters."

To be honest, Gu Chen would rather be a hands-off boss, finding it more comfortable.

After all, no amount of work in the kitchen could compare to the carefreeness of a hands-off boss.

By the time everyone finished their meal, it was already seven o'clock.

They were all in a great hurry, rushing back to start their shifts in the bar.