These are all problems, she thought as He Yiran went from excited to pulling his hair out in mere moments because of her few words, before giving up and glowering at her. "Such a tiny Xiyuan, why so much trouble? It's even more troublesome than my family's big company."
"Can't help it, the private rooms are too small, there are only 33 private rooms, 66 tables a day, plus a dozen or so outside, all small 2-3 person tables. Although the place next door was also rented out, those are big tables, and guests aren't keen to sit here if they're few." Anyway, the only real business is on their side.
Besides, He Yiran didn't really manage their family's big company, so how could he know that the hassle wears you down with all these little matters.
"Just write it for now," she said.
"No way, it's only February now, and we're booked until June. By the time you get that written, who knows what month the private rooms might be booked till; you might only get to use them after the New Year."