At Night Tokyo, Lingzi dropped onto a stool with a thud and let out a long breath. "I'm exhausted."
"Oh, please. If I were making as much money as you, I'd be willing to work myself to death too." Linghong curled her lip. "Waiting tables at that ramen shop in Japan wasn't any easier than working here. Weren't you the same? Smiling for customers every day. And now you're saying you're exhausted?"
Lingzi shot her a glare. "How could that be the same? How old was I then, and how old am I now?"
"What's different about it? You were making money for other people then. Aren't you making money for yourself now?"
"Oh, come on, you can argue over that too?" Teacher Ge shook his head repeatedly. "Lingzi, not that I should say it, but you ought to hire more people. The place may not be big, but there are plenty of diners. There are only five of you in the whole restaurant—you can't keep this up. Look at Little Northeast. He has so many businesses, yet he's idle all day. That's called putting others to work instead of wearing yourself out. You need to learn from that."
"Exactly. Hire more people, then you can open a chain. Train people here, from servers to chefs. Later, send Xiao Wen, Xiao Qin, and the others out to run branch locations as managers."
Wang Yan, who was drinking beside Lingzi, set down his glass and raised an eyebrow at Tao Tao. "You've improved, President Tao."
Tao Tao couldn't suppress the grin tugging at his lips and chuckled smugly. "I learned it all from you. Didn't you do the same thing when you ran Good Fortune? You used that store on Nanjing Road for training, then whenever you opened a branch, you