Cheng Su found Qi Taiguo's question odd and raised an eyebrow, asking, "Me, unhappy? Where did you see that I'm unhappy?"
"I just know," Qi Taiguo pulled the book out of her hands.
When it came to discerning hidden emotions, Qi Taiguo had become increasingly adept. Although Cheng Su had agreed to let her older sister go home for the holiday, he sensed she was somewhat displeased.
"You seem reluctant to let your sister take leave to go home, is it difficult to manage?" Qi Taiguo asked.
Cheng Su pursed her lips and said, "Shall I just say it?"
"Firstly, as a boss, what I must ensure is fairness and impartiality. The rules I set apply to all employees, regardless of personal feelings. The food industry is busiest during holidays, and unless it's an emergency, I generally don't approve leaves. Of course, that's not to say one can't take leave, but a report must be filed in advance so the management can make arrangements. This way, the restaurant's staffing and service can keep up."
