After listening, Shen Huaichuan frowned slightly and sat up straight.
"I'll take her when I'm discharged from the hospital. You're already tired enough from working at the garment factory."
His injury isn't serious. I just asked the doctor yesterday, and he should be able to be discharged and go home in about a week.
Zhou Qiqi shook her head and pulled out a pillow to put behind his back.
"It's alright. I've almost finished drawing the modification plans for the first phase of the contract. Even if you're discharged from the hospital, you'll still need to continue recuperating at home, so it's better to move around as little as possible."
She glanced at Zhouzhou, who was obediently drinking goat milk, and smiled.
"Besides, Zhouzhou is probably already impatient, but she can't wait for you to be discharged from the hospital."
Shen Huaichuan gazed at the shimmering light in her hair, then suddenly reached out and took her hand, a tenderness welling up in his eyes.
"Thanks a lot."
His palms were covered with thin calluses, and the rough touch against her palms made Zhou Qiqi's heart tremble.
She bit her lip, quickly withdrew her hand, and changed the subject.
"Um, you've read through the contract I brought back yesterday, right? I've arranged to sign it with Factory Manager Zhang this afternoon."
Shen Huaichuan looked up and gestured to Qin Lei, who then took a briefcase from the cabinet and handed it to him.
When Zhou Qiqi brought it back yesterday, it was just wrapped in a file folder. How did it turn into a briefcase now?
However, Shen Huaichuan is usually quite meticulous in his work, so Zhou Qiqi probably didn't think much of it because he was afraid of losing it.
At 2 p.m., she arrived at the No. 1 Garment Factory on time with her briefcase and signed a contract with Deputy Factory Director Zhang Guoqiang.
After signing the contract, she took out the renovation plans she had drawn.
Deputy Factory Director Zhang Guoqiang was overjoyed and immediately sent someone to call over Ma Chunhua, the plate-making master in the factory.
Master Ma is 42 years old this year. He has worked at the No. 1 Garment Factory his whole life. He is very experienced and passionate about the garment industry. He and Zhou Qiqi hit it off immediately and started a heated discussion.
Unable to get a word in edgewise, Zhang Guoqiang stood by, serving tea and water, and helping to pass things around.
The three were focused and busy, and none of them noticed that a woman in a red dress had listened to the entire conversation from beginning to end at the office door. Afterward, she tiptoed back to her office, picked up the receiver, and dialed a number.
"Factory manager, please come back quickly! Something terrible has happened at the factory!"
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