Spicy King, Taikoo Li Main Store.
In the largest private room, Qi Sheng, Yuan Li, and the others were chatting and laughing.
Lai Manling, who was organizing the get-together, kept stealing glances at Qi Sheng, her eyes occasionally showing a hint of infatuation.
She thought she hid it well.
But everyone there was sharp enough to notice; they were just too courteous to call her out on it.
Once the meal was winding down, everyone started to get down to business.
Currently, the corporation's star project was undoubtedly Spicy King, a brand under Zhuangyu Catering.
Shengxuan Decoration naturally benefited from Spicy King's rapid expansion as well.
The renovation work for the new branches alone was enough to keep Peng Qingsong and his team completely swamped.
"Boss, Spicy King is about to open another 24 branches, and we're starting to run short on people."
"What's your call? Should we assign more people, or should we subcontract some of the work?"
