Song Qian'ai groaned at the thought of the matter, inevitably feeling a headache coming on. She might not be cut out for business, but this was the first business venture among her close friends, and now it had come to this.
If things didn't improve, they'd have to shut down for good, because they couldn't afford the losses. The rent for the storefront was incredibly high, and then there were the chef and waitstaff salaries to consider, each a major expense in itself.
Anzhi asked, "How come you all haven't mentioned this to me with things being the way they are?" She twirled the pen in her hand slightly as her eyes narrowed.
"Ah, it's not that we didn't want to tell you. We just thought it was too troublesome and you certainly have enough on your plate, what with taking care of your two little babies. We didn't want to bother you. We thought we could handle it ourselves, but we never expected it would still be unresolved up to now."
