Qin Xue could tell that Chu Molin wasn't joking, but she didn't want to monopolize his career while pursuing her own. She decided to put the matter aside for now.
"Chu Molin, let's go eat, and after we eat, I'll take you to my shop and then to the factory to talk to Mr. Guo about tomorrow's training." Qin Xue hadn't been to her shop for two days and wondered how everyone was doing there.
"Are you hungry? Let's go eat then. Nothing's more important than keeping my wife and child fed." Chu Molin said, rubbing Qin Xue's stomach.
"Yeah, boss, let's go to Guo Ying Restaurant. They have some great dishes there. An'an, do you want to change your clothes?" Li Zhao asked, looking at An Hao in his arms.
"No need to change, I'll just grab my bag, and let's go." An Hao urged, grabbing her bag.
"What about my wine? Should I bring it or not?" Xiao Qi was reluctant to part with his hundred-year-old fine wine.