These people may have come for their own benefit, but they didn't expect to end up giving money to Jiulan Hall.
Even Qiu Qianghai and the others were quite surprised.
Qiu Qianghai glanced at the account book in Gu Jin's hand and squinted his eyes with a smile: "Gu Jin, I think you've been counting money so much lately that your hands are getting tired. Should we add two more tables for today's booking at Haijiang Hotel?"
Upon hearing this, Gu Jin looked at the crowd in the lobby on the first floor, who hadn't yet left.
Most of the unfamiliar faces weren't here for her, but these people ended up giving her quite a bit of money.
Others were generous, so she couldn't be stingy.
Gu Jin nodded: "Then let's book two more tables. If there's nothing else, should we head over now?"
It was already noon, time for lunch.
She glanced at the young man beside her, thinking skipping one meal wouldn't kill him, but it might help shed a pound. It's better to eat on time.
