After checking the marination of the side dishes, Yao Shi left the storage room with a heavy heart.
In the kitchen, everyone was busy working in front of the stoves.
Today, they'd taken on a big order.
The customized banquet was for a big company, which had booked the entire second and third floors of the hotel, totaling 107 tables.
Although they chose a mid-tier menu, the number of tables booked was high. Once this order was completed, Yao Shi would receive a large bonus.
A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.
Yao Shi felt he couldn't understand, nor see it clearly.
Work was good; at least it rewarded labor with returns.
Unlike his wife, where despite working tirelessly, he might only get a dismissive eye roll, or a cold response: Can you hurry up?
Now, it seemed his family was falling apart, his marriage, breaking up.
The only thing he could hold onto was his career.
The previously dormant heart of Yao Shi began to leap again.
